"I don't have your daughter, go find your good father."
"Yang Ying, you are just a child without a father and no mother, no one wants you, you are an orphan!"
"Yingying, don't cry, don't be sad, Dad is here."
…
"Dad, Dad." Tears overflowed from the corners of Yang Ying's tightly closed eyes, and she murmured with fear, "Dad, don't go, don't go."
With a choked voice, she grabbed Ji Yang's clothes and kept begging, "Don't go, don't leave me alone."
"dad!"
Yang Han's figure disappeared, and she suddenly opened her eyes, panicked for a while, her eyelashes were covered with tears, and her vision became hazy.
Before she got up, she was already wrapped around her waist, and a pair of warm big hands were placed on top of her head, touching her for a while.
Yang Ying froze.
She was lying in Ji Yang's arms at this moment, and the faint scent of mint came from his body. When she looked up, she saw a handsome face. He was closing his eyes, with slender eyelashes, bushy eyebrows, a high and straight nose, and he was sleeping soundly. The action continues.
The memory of last night began to emerge in her mind, and she couldn't think of anything else when facing this scene, and instead felt even more inferior.
She didn't even have a home and it got worse.
Thinking about it, her eyes turned red, and tears welled up again. Ji Yang opened her eyes while taking a breath, but she didn't want to hide, she looked at him with teary eyes, full of grievances.
"Stomach ache or headache?" He frowned again, his eyes were still stained with worry, he looked at her and asked.
No one cared about her for a long time, Yang Ying cried loudly, seemed to feel ashamed again, sobbed guiltily, "It hurts."
"The fever is gone. If you still feel uncomfortable, we have to go to the hospital." Ji Yang touched her forehead, then reached out to wipe her tears.
Yang Ying shook her head.
"It won't get better if you don't go." Ji Yang's tone was tough and non-negotiable.
She still shook her head, she was hiding in his arms, she was obsessed with getting into his neck, and boldly hugged him, saying in a muffled voice, "Senior, I have nowhere to go."
Chen Xue doesn't want her anymore.
Last night, he was the first person she thought of. He came here in the rain, and never thought that he would not let her in.
My mind is blank, why do I think so much
She thought that Ji Yang would get to the bottom of it, but she didn't want to say that her family had never told outsiders, so she didn't need others' sympathy.
"Cleaning up the warehouse is also a room, you can live here if you don't dislike it." Ji Yang didn't say much, but said so.
Yang Ying was surprised, looked at him with slightly red and swollen eyes, then lowered her head, "I will think more about the senior if he is so good."
If he shows a little kindness, she will feel that he is interested in her.
The imagination is so rich that I can even think about it later.
"Do you need to think too much?" Ji Yang raised his eyebrows.
"Huh?" Yang Ying didn't know the meaning of his words, and looked at him again with a pair of confused eyes, asking for explanation.
"Don't understand?" he asked back.
She nodded, and suddenly, he turned around and pressed her down, Yang Ying took a breath, looked at his face so close, her breathing almost stopped, and her own very fast heartbeat could be heard beside her.
The two were very close.
"Did you think I would accompany anyone to make troubles last night?" Ji Yang stared at her.
Yang Ying was still breathing, unable to follow his train of thought for a while, and stared blankly at him again.
"I don't think much about it now?" Ji Yang chuckled, raised his brows and eyes, looked at her, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.
The two soft lips touched together, and soon separated again.
The person under him petrified, and there was no movement for a long time.
"Okay, get up." Ji Yang rubbed her head, got up quickly, and then turned and went into the bathroom.
Yang Ying raised her hand to touch her lips, and then her face slowly turned red, like a cooked shrimp.
so…
What Ji Yang means...
After she was excited, her face froze again, and her smile gradually disappeared.
When Ji Yang came out, he saw this. He handed over the toothbrush in his hand, "I prepared a new one for you."
"We can't fall in love!" Yang Ying suddenly became serious, and said every word, "No, it will affect you!"
Students in the rocket class can't even fall in love.
This will get you out.
She won't let this happen.
"Shadow doesn't affect what I say, what you say doesn't count." Ji Yang put the toothbrush in her hand, "If you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows?"
"But… "
"No but." Ji Yang interrupted, squinting his eyes, "And you said yes, you don't want to stay with me?"
"No." Yang Ying quickly denied that she liked him, so naturally she wanted to be with him.
"Then don't talk about it." He stopped the topic, "Go wash up."
Yang Ying listened to his words and went to the bathroom.
When she came out, Ji Yang was tidying up the warehouse. Inside was a small room, which could be considered spacious for one person with a little decoration.
Now that she is homeless, she doesn't care where this place is, let alone with him.
Looking at Ji Yang, she said again, "Senior, will it be bad if I live here?"
"after all… "
Lonely and widowed.
Hearing this, he tilted his head and hooked his thin lips, "Your imagination is really rich, don't worry, I won't touch you."
"That's not what I meant..." Yang Ying blushed, and was a little embarrassed to be seen through.
Although she has never been in love, she knows a lot.
Is this considered cohabitation
Yang Ying was thinking wildly, still digesting, and her body was still a little uncomfortable. She was listless and lay down on Jiyang's bed after breakfast, hugging the quilt.
There were a lot of extra-curricular books and some exercises by his bedside. Yang Ying turned over two pages, all of which were in his handwriting.
I got sleepy after reading two pages, hid under the quilt, smelled his smell, felt full of security, and fell asleep in a daze.
What woke her up was the sound of workers moving. When she went out to take a look, Ji Yang said that someone had delivered a small bed and a small cabinet, which were being installed.
She has been in a trance, looking at the small bed and cabinet, and there is a small balcony in the room, Ji Yang said to buy her another desk so that she can write.
"I have money." She said to Ji Yang.
"Then you save it and spend it slowly." He was installing the curtains, standing on the chair, stretching his hands upwards, his long legs were straight and slender.
"Senior, I'm really rich." She looked serious, these were all things she could buy for herself, and Ji Yang didn't need to spend money.
Uncle Yang will give her a sum of money every month. Since she studied hard, she has no time to spend it, and she has leftovers every month.
"Well, I don't have that much money." Ji Yang nodded, and then said.
"It's okay, we can spend together." She said without hesitation.
Ji Yang is helpless, this girl is still as stupid as ever, in fact Yang Ying's heart is really soft, she has no scheming, she has a simple mind, she thinks that love is love.
silly.
"I can pay the rent." Seeing that Ji Yang didn't answer, she took the initiative to speak.
"This is my house, I don't need to pay rent." Ji Yang got off the chair and pointed to the side, "Bring me the sheets and I'll spread them."
"I will." Yang Ying quickly went to get it, and then had to lay it out by herself, but it was a mess, she looked at Ji Yang with a guilty conscience, "I... my first time..."
"Stupid." He walked over and patted her head, "Hold on to this end, don't move, I'll make the bed."
Yang Ying was obedient.
I saw Ji Yang toss it twice, and then let her go. The paving was extraordinarily fast, and a cozy nest came out. From here, she could still see the park downstairs. She thought the view was very good.
In the next few days, Ji Yang had another little tail. The two stayed under the same roof. Yang Ying couldn't adapt at first and felt embarrassed. Explain them one by one.
However, when she looked at his thin lips, she was always distracted.
That crunchy and soft feeling was her first kiss that time.