I'm In Love With the Guy I Grew Up With

Chapter 564: Love Is Wanting to Touch But Holding Back Your Hand 1



Chapter 564: Love Is Wanting to Touch But Holding Back Your Hand 1

Chapter 564: Chapter 564: Love Is Wanting to Touch But Holding Back Your Hand 1

Dong Yingluo grew more animated as she spoke, "Yebai, you’ve lost weight... It really breaks my heart..."

She reached out, attempting to touch Ji Yebai’s handsome face, only to have Ji Yebai dodge her hand.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Dong Yingluo heard Ji Yebai’s cool voice ring out, "Don’t touch me."

"I’m sorry... I thought you wouldn’t mind," Dong Yingluo said with her head lowered, presenting a soft and fragile appearance that could easily stir a man’s pity.

Ji Yebai glanced sideways at Ning Xixi.

She was clenching her little fists, her cheeks puffing out with anger, yet pretending to be indifferent, staring at the small potted plant on the windowsill, as if wishing she could poke a hole through it.

"Yebai, this is the lunch I made for you. Try it; it’s all the things you love to eat," Dong Yingluo said as she took out a cloth-wrapped lunchbox from her backpack. Upon opening it, a luxurious three-tiered lunchbox was revealed, filled with a variety of appetizing dishes.

Ji Yebai cast it a glance, "You made it?"

"Mhm!" Dong Yingluo was secretly thrilled, thinking Ji Yebai really must have regressed in his memory, and his attitude towards her had improved!

She picked up a spoon, her smile just right, "You just lie there, I’ll feed you."

Ning Xixi’s heart felt stifled upon hearing this, thinking, ’You big jerk, stinky Dabai! If you dare to eat, I’m going to slip you some laxatives!’

Dong Yingluo scooped up a spoonful of rice, pouting her red lips, "Ah— open up."

She bent over and leaned forward, the low collar of her white chiffon shirt could not cover the black bra underneath, nor the snow-white cleavage that was bunched together...

The black against the white delivered a strong visual impact.

Dong Yingluo was confident, no man could ignore the allure of her figure.

Let alone Ji Yebai whose memory had returned to when he was in the second year of middle school.

At that time, he must have had a soft spot for her! Dong Yingluo confidently thought to herself.

Ji Yebai’s cool voice, however, snapped her back to reality—

"I won’t eat anything you’ve made."

"Huh?" Dong Yingluo was dumbfounded, "Why not?"

"No reason," Ji Yebai said impatiently, his sharply chiseled jaw lifted, exuding an air of domineering arrogance, "I just won’t eat anything made by you!"

Dong Yingluo was so embarrassed she didn’t know what kind of face to make. Ji Yebai reached out a long arm and pressed the call button.

Soon, a nurse pushed the door open.

"Mr. Ji, what can I do for you?"

"Change all the bedding; the sheets, the blanket, the pillow, and spray some air freshener."

"Alright, just a moment."

Ji Yebai glanced at Dong Yingluo, who stood there flabbergasted, "Aren’t you leaving?"

"Leave? You’re telling me to leave?"

Dong Yingluo couldn’t believe it!

"Are you deaf?" Ji Yebai repeated with annoyance.

But Dong Yingluo persisted, "Yebai, it’s Yingluo, we’re good friends..."

"I have a girlfriend. Maintaining a distance from other women is the least a man should do," he said unequivocally, accompanying his final eviction order, "Out, immediately!"

Dong Yingluo’s eyes reddened, tears flowing non-stop, "Yebai, have you forgotten all our past... If it weren’t for this woman coming between us, we would have been together long ago! Did she say something to you, is that why you’re driving me away?"

"I may have lost my memory, but I’m not brain-damaged," Ji Yebai said with his arms crossed, his eyes dark and brooding, "The one I’ve always liked is Ning Xixi. Whether I’m 15 or 17, she is the one I’ve liked!"

Clang—

Dong Yingluo’s hand shook, and the spoon she was holding dropped to the marble floor, making a sharp sound.


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