selfish desire

Si Yu dragged Yiji all the way to the basement, picked up the car, the little rabbit was still looking at her from the door of the co-pilot, the doubts and expectations reflected in a pair of clear eyes made her unable to turn the page without explanation , had no choice but to soften his tone and look at her.

"Yiji, can we talk after getting in the car?"

Yiji pursed his lips and nodded, his eyes fell on the glaring lipstick mark on Si Yu's shoulder - that was rubbed by the woman just now.

She was even more bored.

The two drove home quietly. Halfway through, Yiji couldn't bear it after all. She didn't believe that Si Yu was that kind of person, not to mention Si Yu's reaction told her that there were other things going on here. So she took the initiative to ask.

"What happened just now?"

Si Yu paused while holding the steering wheel, then gave Yiji a look, and said expressionlessly, "She got someone else's order to falsely accuse me, I think you can see that."

Yiji bit her lower lip, feeling much more at ease in her heart. She knew it, but no matter how clear she was, it couldn't compare to the person in front of her telling her.

She didn't know what was wrong, she just... suddenly felt that she was hypocritical.

The atmosphere fell silent again, Si Yu peeked at Yiji, the man was hanging her head, wondering what was going on in her mind, she sighed helplessly, entered the villa area, parked the car, and handed it over to the security guard at the gate Parked the car and pulled Yiji, who was a little stunned, out of the car.

The evening breeze in spring always has a lingering smell, Si Yu and Yiji walked on the path two arms apart, and walked slowly for a long time, Si Yu said.

"If there is anything you can't figure out, let me hear it."

Yiji raised her head slightly, and saw the lipstick mark again, and the boredom that had been so hard to dispel suddenly gathered again. She was worried that she would say something that would offend Si Yu without thinking, so she forcibly endured it, pursing her lips and said.

"It's nothing."

Si Yu stopped, and also grabbed Yiji who was still walking forward. The child's hand was a little cold, and she warmed it subconsciously before she spoke.

"Holding it all the time won't solve anything, it'll just make things worse."

Yiji suddenly came up to be wronged again, she looked at Si Yu helplessly, looked pitifully like a child who had been wronged a lot, and complained in a low voice, "That woman...why didn't you avoid it."

I'm sorry for asking that.

Yiji was so disappointed in her ability to control her emotions that she didn't even dare to look at Si Yu's expression, for fear of seeing impatience from it.

So I also missed Si Yu's instant soft eyes,

She was not impatient, she just suddenly understood why Lu Geyu must be obsessed with Yiji - how soft it is to be wronged by such a strong girl.

The scumbag is a bit scumbag, but he still has a good eye, Si Yu thought.

She couldn't help rubbing Yiji's head, "I hid, but you didn't see it, the bathroom is only so big, where can I hide."

This touch of the head immediately wiped out Yiji's grievances. She looked up at Si Yu in a daze. There was no sign of impatience in that man's eyes. ? ?

Don't don't!

Yiji was frightened by this thought, and quickly moved away from under Si Yu's hand, watching the man withdraw his hand with unsatisfactory intentions—it felt quite good...

Yiji was a little desperate, she was afraid that Si Yu would think she was troublesome, but she couldn't just look at her daughter's eyes! ! !

Si Yu didn't know that she was thinking about it, but just put his hand in his pocket and asked, "Is it okay now? Is it just because of this matter that you have been troubled all the way?"

The way she asked softly was too gentle, which was in stark contrast to the attitude of pushing the woman away, and Yiji was moved again for no reason, scolding herself for being worthless while dancing for Si Yu's charm.

Thinking of her performance just now, she nodded a little embarrassedly, "Well, that's all."

After finishing speaking, she thought of the lipstick mark on Si Yu's shoulder again, and couldn't help casting her gaze over it again. Si Yu, who had been closely watching her every move, immediately caught this sight and followed her eyes, only to realize this Lipstick print.

Si Yu frowned, and rubbed gently, but couldn't get rid of it.

Yiji also noticed it, curled her lips and said, "Sister, you can give this to me. I know there is a dry cleaner that can wash off this stain."

Call such a fine lipstick a "stain," kid.

Si Yu couldn't help laughing, and tilted his head to look at her leisurely, "You kid, do you have a hobby of collecting other people's coats?"

Yiji was vaporized by her head tilt and ambiguous teasing, and quickly explained, "I'm not! I..."

But how can I justify it? Obviously, I have really collected two coats from others. Although I said I returned one, the other one is still hanging in my closet.

It's embarrassing if you can't explain it halfway through the explanation, especially the person you most want her not to think of you like that is still smiling and waiting for you to continue to explain, this feeling...is even more embarrassing.

Yiji's face was getting redder and redder, and it was obvious even in the night. Si Yu couldn't bear to tease the child anymore, so he took off his coat according to his own ideas, threw it into a trash can by the side of the road, There was only a slim sweater left on her body, which wrapped her uneven figure without leaving any room.

Yiji was tongue-tied, "Sister, why did sister lose it?"

Si Yu gently pushed her back, released the acupuncture point of the person who was fixed in place, and then said leisurely: "If it's dirty, throw it away."

Yiji was puzzled: "But it can be washed clean."

Si Yu turned his head to look at her seriously, "Some things can be washed off, but some things, even if this area is cut off, I still feel that other parts are dirty, so there is no need to keep it, what do you think?"

She said a lot of words, Yiji was bewildered by the beauty, and only listened to the general idea, but this did not prevent her from nodding to Si Yu's words, so she nodded naturally.

"Indeed it is."

Silly, Si Yu couldn't hold back and rubbed her head again, not hiding his helplessness.

"What is it like, why are you in a daze."

Yiji was dissatisfied with her treating herself like...a daughter, and argued while arranging her hair, "I just knew it was like this, why do you keep rubbing my head..."

"Okay." Si Yu withdrew his hand and hung it by his side, feeling more and more cute about the heroine, so he followed her wishes.

"You know, you all know."

Yiji took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Then you, don't touch my head."

Si Yu was puzzled: "Why?"

"You can touch..." Yiji said in a weak tone, "Just... don't act like a mother is looking at her daughter's expression."

Si Yu: ...

She didn't expect that if she showed a little warmth, it would be regarded as maternal love, um, hasty.

So she restrained herself and put on the most commonly used poker face, "Sure enough, this is more suitable for me."

Yiji paused, looking at the man's unkind side face, suddenly resigned himself to his fate, gritted his teeth, boldly grabbed Si Yu's wrist, and placed it on top of his head.

"You... just touch it."

Si Yu glanced at her, and before he could say anything, he listened to the child begging cowardly.

"Just don't really treat me like a daughter."

The corner of Si Yu's mouth twitched, and he rubbed the top of her hair vigorously, turning a well-behaved little beauty into the spokesperson of the bird's nest, and then gritted his teeth to remind.

"Yiji, you and I are only two years apart!"

In the time of talking, the rest of the road has come to an end. The two villas, one large and one small, face each other, and they seem to feel warm and harmonious.

Si Yu crossed his arms and was about to say goodbye to Yiji, when he suddenly remembered that the HR department should send Yiji an appointment notice today, so he reminded him.

"Don't be late for work tomorrow."

Yiji's already bent eyes became even more bent when he heard this, took out his phone, and quickly turned to the page of the alarm clock to show Si Yu, good guy, there are ten of them in a neat row, from Starting at 5:[-], every [-] minutes.

Si Yu raised his eyebrows, and looked over the phone to look at the confident person.

"You... didn't expect to be quite self-disciplined."

Yiji suddenly felt embarrassed, and listened to Si Yu's reminder: "However, going out at that time will inevitably lead to rush hours for work, so be careful."

She pointed at the bottom alarm clock with her slender fingers, as if she had decided that she would delay getting up until that time, Yiji was a little embarrassed to be seen through, and protested in a murmur.

"I'll get up early."

Si Yu just smiled, and then made a teasing look with deep meaning, then turned around and went up the steps, and waved his back to her very casually.

"Good night, little bunny."

"Small, little rabbit?!" Yiji opened his eyes wide, watching the provocative guy enter the door, his shoulder-length hair was smooth and black, shining with the night.

Yiji pursed her lips, the throbbing in her heart was hard to ignore, she smiled softly, and replied in a low voice, "Good night, sister."

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