Zhan Ying knelt on the bed, motionless and looked at Yang Youyou as if he had been hit hard for a while, then he pulled his head and got out of bed silently, walked to the bathroom with sadness and put water and washed.
Why are you making trouble now as if she bullied him?
Yang Youyou didn't dare to waste time anymore, so he took advantage of the time he was washing up and put on his trousers and turned over and got out of bed.
The clothes I bought yesterday were all taken into the cloakroom by the boy. She no longer had the polite thoughts of "don't move things at other people's houses". She briefly told him, then opened the door of the cloakroom and walked in.
First, a long strip of vertically placed in the middle aisle for sitting and changing clothes can be used as a stool for shoe storage. Then there is a large floor-to-ceiling mirror embedded in the opposite wall. A simple storage cabinet stands on both sides of the room, with glass sliding doors and doorless cabinets. Most of the cabinets are empty. After all, there are only one person living in this huge villa. Most of the clothes are concentrated in the door-to-door cabinet on the right hand side, and there are also changing sheets and quilt covers, which are also neatly placed.
It is easy to see a person's habits from the details of life. Yang Youyou didn't know whether he was born or acquired by people to guide him. Since he could maintain it, this alone means that he was definitely a self-disciplined and rigorous person.
Looking at the dark clothes he hung in the cabinet, she suspected that he might have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
But she was just suspicious. After all, she was not a professional doctor and could not accurately judge which behaviors were normal and which were abnormal.
Yang Youyou found the set of clothes that Zhan Ying bought for her that she was still in a shopping bag.
It took out and saw a beige trench coat with a nude turtleneck sweater inside, a camel plaid shirt with a cotton woven scarf of the same color, and a white slimming smoky pants on the lower body
kindness……
He should only be a personal preference for dark clothing
She looked at the matching set of clothes and pants that were taken on a stool. She didn't know for a moment whether she should sigh at Zhan Ying's aesthetic or she should sigh that she had grown to twenty-seven years old but had not yet experienced such a fashionable dressing experience.
The color is the color she chooses when buying clothes. When matching them, she prefers simple and neat, and does not wear them one after another. Compared to the square scarf that looks too fashionable, she prefers long scarves.
Trying clothes and pants one by one, except for the waist of the pants being slightly fatter, everything else is just fine
Here she doesn't want to pay attention to the details of water cleaning before wearing new clothes. After wearing them neatly, she took the torn label in her hand and put the price. In summary, it will make her accept the amount of money she has to accept.
Youyou, have you changed......Zhanying's questioning sounded and the sound of opening the door sounded, and then he silenced softly after seeing Yang Youyou.
The woman was holding the price tag in her hand and was sitting on a chair thinking about how to repay the favor after she went back, looking for the direction of the voice.
Time quietly stopped, Yang Youyou never knew what kind of passionate mentality is for people to truly love or like each other, but when she saw Zhan Ying's eyes and saw that there was not much expression on his face, she emitted bright stars from his eyes, and then slowly filled with joy in her eyes, her heart throbbed.
The things she had never understood had the most specific form at this moment, but it also made her mind that she had just been willing to be honest and had to think quietly.
You want to change your clothes? Yang Youyou stood up and pretended not to see him in obsessed eyes
Zhanying didn't need Yang Youyou to respond clearly to him from the beginning. His obsession and selfishness, even if she always shows disgust with him, he will digest these negative emotions into her intense feedback on his feelings.
There is no option in his life to 'she does not belong to him', not to mention that now, it is a foregone conclusion that the truth is done.
Yang Youyou walked up to him, and after all, she was almost burned by his passionate gaze. Can you... be a little restrained
What to restrain? Um, the boy's voice was full of emotion, and he couldn't help but step forward and hug him into his arms and hug him tightly. His body was trembling with excitement. We are really together, right? You really won't regret it, right? You are mine, and I am yours... You won't suddenly change your mind and don't plan to admit anything, and then you will give up on me all the time, right?
His uneasiness was truly passed on to Yang Youyou, which made many women who have always been upright and thought about it in their hearts feel guilty about being touched by others' conscience.
He is still a child. Even if his mind is not sound or distorted, it is because his experience is too bizarre and too desperate. He regards her as a light-like existence. This "light" is a setting and responsibility for her. She must be responsible for her choices.
Will you be abandoned obediently? Yang Youyou kept herself relaxed, interrupting the boy with a low but clear volume. That was simply a pseudo-weak attitude that was about to be a coquettish and asked for attention.
No, Zhan Ying hugged someone and refused to let go, and he felt that Yang Youyou's questions were too cold-blooded and ruthless. What do you mean, as long as I am willing to be abandoned obediently, you don't want me?
Yang Youyou rolled her eyes at the ceiling, Zhan Ying, pay attention to the primary and secondary. When you are willing to be abandoned obediently, it means that you have already come out of this relationship with me, and then it has nothing to do with whether you want it...
Zhan Ying's heart suddenly felt a suffocating, as if she had given everything up, but she was still thrown on the ground without caring. I won't, Youyou... I can't get out of my relationship with you
OK, if you stimulate him again, you may be too far
Yang Youyou raised her hand and patted him on the back, and then gently stroked her. He needed to slowly know that many things in this world were not absolute. He blocked all the road by himself, but as the person in charge, she had the obligation and responsibility to leave a suitable outlet for him.
I know
Now all his feelings are poured into her, waiting for him to be older, waiting for his world to be brighter, waiting for him to stand calmly from a nightmare past to the sun, waiting for him to truly understand his paranoia, waiting for that day, waiting for him to become as ordinary as most people...
You change your clothes, I go to wash, and then we go out to watch a movie together. Yang Youyou pats him and signals that he can let go.
Zhan Ying let her go, but the word "pity" was still written on his tender face, and he deliberately expanded it to show the woman he cared for.
Yang Youyou raised her hand and pinched his face with a smile. Don't pretend to be pity. The loss I suffered yesterday has been enough for me to recall for several years. Don't tell me that there is something wrong with your memory and I can't remember anything.
The boy's eyebrows and eyes were swollen and the bright mèi was visible to the naked eye. Then he leaned down and wanted to kiss Yang Youyou, but she covered her mouth with her hands. Have you eaten?
Is it... Is it eaten... Zhan Ying deliberately used an ambiguous voice to guide Yang Youyou to imagine, and then she was afraid that she would not have enough imagination and lick her palm with her tongue. Anyway, she was still hungry...
Yang Youyou's cheeks turned red. When she pushed him open the door and went out, she couldn't help but feel angry and hummed. She said something that made the boy smile happily.
She said, please starve to death
Why are you making trouble now as if she bullied him?
Yang Youyou didn't dare to waste time anymore, so he took advantage of the time he was washing up and put on his trousers and turned over and got out of bed.
The clothes I bought yesterday were all taken into the cloakroom by the boy. She no longer had the polite thoughts of "don't move things at other people's houses". She briefly told him, then opened the door of the cloakroom and walked in.
First, a long strip of vertically placed in the middle aisle for sitting and changing clothes can be used as a stool for shoe storage. Then there is a large floor-to-ceiling mirror embedded in the opposite wall. A simple storage cabinet stands on both sides of the room, with glass sliding doors and doorless cabinets. Most of the cabinets are empty. After all, there are only one person living in this huge villa. Most of the clothes are concentrated in the door-to-door cabinet on the right hand side, and there are also changing sheets and quilt covers, which are also neatly placed.
It is easy to see a person's habits from the details of life. Yang Youyou didn't know whether he was born or acquired by people to guide him. Since he could maintain it, this alone means that he was definitely a self-disciplined and rigorous person.
Looking at the dark clothes he hung in the cabinet, she suspected that he might have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
But she was just suspicious. After all, she was not a professional doctor and could not accurately judge which behaviors were normal and which were abnormal.
Yang Youyou found the set of clothes that Zhan Ying bought for her that she was still in a shopping bag.
It took out and saw a beige trench coat with a nude turtleneck sweater inside, a camel plaid shirt with a cotton woven scarf of the same color, and a white slimming smoky pants on the lower body
kindness……
He should only be a personal preference for dark clothing
She looked at the matching set of clothes and pants that were taken on a stool. She didn't know for a moment whether she should sigh at Zhan Ying's aesthetic or she should sigh that she had grown to twenty-seven years old but had not yet experienced such a fashionable dressing experience.
The color is the color she chooses when buying clothes. When matching them, she prefers simple and neat, and does not wear them one after another. Compared to the square scarf that looks too fashionable, she prefers long scarves.
Trying clothes and pants one by one, except for the waist of the pants being slightly fatter, everything else is just fine
Here she doesn't want to pay attention to the details of water cleaning before wearing new clothes. After wearing them neatly, she took the torn label in her hand and put the price. In summary, it will make her accept the amount of money she has to accept.
Youyou, have you changed......Zhanying's questioning sounded and the sound of opening the door sounded, and then he silenced softly after seeing Yang Youyou.
The woman was holding the price tag in her hand and was sitting on a chair thinking about how to repay the favor after she went back, looking for the direction of the voice.
Time quietly stopped, Yang Youyou never knew what kind of passionate mentality is for people to truly love or like each other, but when she saw Zhan Ying's eyes and saw that there was not much expression on his face, she emitted bright stars from his eyes, and then slowly filled with joy in her eyes, her heart throbbed.
The things she had never understood had the most specific form at this moment, but it also made her mind that she had just been willing to be honest and had to think quietly.
You want to change your clothes? Yang Youyou stood up and pretended not to see him in obsessed eyes
Zhanying didn't need Yang Youyou to respond clearly to him from the beginning. His obsession and selfishness, even if she always shows disgust with him, he will digest these negative emotions into her intense feedback on his feelings.
There is no option in his life to 'she does not belong to him', not to mention that now, it is a foregone conclusion that the truth is done.
Yang Youyou walked up to him, and after all, she was almost burned by his passionate gaze. Can you... be a little restrained
What to restrain? Um, the boy's voice was full of emotion, and he couldn't help but step forward and hug him into his arms and hug him tightly. His body was trembling with excitement. We are really together, right? You really won't regret it, right? You are mine, and I am yours... You won't suddenly change your mind and don't plan to admit anything, and then you will give up on me all the time, right?
His uneasiness was truly passed on to Yang Youyou, which made many women who have always been upright and thought about it in their hearts feel guilty about being touched by others' conscience.
He is still a child. Even if his mind is not sound or distorted, it is because his experience is too bizarre and too desperate. He regards her as a light-like existence. This "light" is a setting and responsibility for her. She must be responsible for her choices.
Will you be abandoned obediently? Yang Youyou kept herself relaxed, interrupting the boy with a low but clear volume. That was simply a pseudo-weak attitude that was about to be a coquettish and asked for attention.
No, Zhan Ying hugged someone and refused to let go, and he felt that Yang Youyou's questions were too cold-blooded and ruthless. What do you mean, as long as I am willing to be abandoned obediently, you don't want me?
Yang Youyou rolled her eyes at the ceiling, Zhan Ying, pay attention to the primary and secondary. When you are willing to be abandoned obediently, it means that you have already come out of this relationship with me, and then it has nothing to do with whether you want it...
Zhan Ying's heart suddenly felt a suffocating, as if she had given everything up, but she was still thrown on the ground without caring. I won't, Youyou... I can't get out of my relationship with you
OK, if you stimulate him again, you may be too far
Yang Youyou raised her hand and patted him on the back, and then gently stroked her. He needed to slowly know that many things in this world were not absolute. He blocked all the road by himself, but as the person in charge, she had the obligation and responsibility to leave a suitable outlet for him.
I know
Now all his feelings are poured into her, waiting for him to be older, waiting for his world to be brighter, waiting for him to stand calmly from a nightmare past to the sun, waiting for him to truly understand his paranoia, waiting for that day, waiting for him to become as ordinary as most people...
You change your clothes, I go to wash, and then we go out to watch a movie together. Yang Youyou pats him and signals that he can let go.
Zhan Ying let her go, but the word "pity" was still written on his tender face, and he deliberately expanded it to show the woman he cared for.
Yang Youyou raised her hand and pinched his face with a smile. Don't pretend to be pity. The loss I suffered yesterday has been enough for me to recall for several years. Don't tell me that there is something wrong with your memory and I can't remember anything.
The boy's eyebrows and eyes were swollen and the bright mèi was visible to the naked eye. Then he leaned down and wanted to kiss Yang Youyou, but she covered her mouth with her hands. Have you eaten?
Is it... Is it eaten... Zhan Ying deliberately used an ambiguous voice to guide Yang Youyou to imagine, and then she was afraid that she would not have enough imagination and lick her palm with her tongue. Anyway, she was still hungry...
Yang Youyou's cheeks turned red. When she pushed him open the door and went out, she couldn't help but feel angry and hummed. She said something that made the boy smile happily.
She said, please starve to death
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