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Indian family.

"Sir, sir." the housekeeper hurried over, his voice panting slightly.

Yin Ming's face is calm. He hasn't been feeling better for more than a week.

"What's the matter?" Yin Ming frowned, his tone was unbearable irritability.

The housekeeper patted his chest to calm himself down as much as possible.

"Miss Wen, Miss Wen is coming," said the housekeeper excitedly.

Hearing this sentence, Yin Ming was stunned.

He seemed unsure. He raised his head, looked at the housekeeper with fixed eyes, and couldn't help asking, "say it again, who's coming?"

The housekeeper looked at his face and hurriedly repeated it again.

After repeating, he still urged: "Miss Wen is in the living room now. Sir, hurry up and have a look."

In fact, before he finished, Yin Ming had already strode over.

Go to the living room and see the familiar figure sitting on the sofa.

Yin Ming's breathing almost stopped at this moment.

Wenya noticed the movement behind her and turned around suddenly.

When I saw someone standing nearby, motionless, I couldn't help but say, "why? I haven't seen you for a few days, so you can't recognize me?"

Yin Ming seemed to turn back abruptly, walked a few steps and stopped in front of her.

She opened her mouth and seemed to say something.

But the next second, the whole person was taken into his arms by Yin Ming.

With great strength, Yin Ming held her tightly, making her almost breathless.

"Can you let me go?" said Wen Ya angrily, "I'm about to be strangled by you."

Yin Ming's chin rested on her shoulder and his voice was dull: "don't let go, I won't let you go again in the future."

For more than a week, he tried his best, but he couldn't even find any information about her.

God knows, he's going crazy!

Although he kept talking, in fact, his action loosened people a little.

Gentleness can breathe.

But after being held for a long time, Wenya really felt a little bored.

After repeatedly expressing dissatisfaction, someone finally calmed down and released her from his arms.

"Where have you been these days?" Yin Ming held her tightly with one hand and leaned against her side.

Gentle and elegant, he took his hand and whispered about his own affairs in the past week.

"There's another doctor there?" Yin Ming frowned slightly. "I've never heard of it."

Gentle discontent: "there are many people you haven't heard of."

Yin Ming glanced over at her.

Fortunately, this person is right next to him now, talking to himself vividly.

And all this is really thanks to the doctor.

"I'll let someone prepare and thank the doctor later." Yin Ming slowed down his voice: "do you think this is OK?"

Nod gently.

The two people's eyes intertwined, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Yin Ming looked at her and said, "you ran away from marriage that day because of me?"

When Wen Ya heard this, she gave him a white eye without hesitation: "what do you say?"

Yin Ming's eyes suddenly lit up: "is it really because of me?"

In fact, he always felt unable to grasp his gentle attitude.

Although he knew that in his gentle heart, he must have loved himself.

But he was not sure how much it meant.

At present, he suddenly proves that Wenya can escape marriage for him

Yin Ming felt as if he had settled down in an instant.

"Yaya." Yin Ming pressed her head into his arms and didn't let her see his face at the moment: "don't hide from me in the future."

Wyattn paused. Finally, he nodded gently in his arms.

When Yin Ming saw her movements, the corner of his lips said, "Yaya, let's be together."

Between the two of them, the beginning is inexplicable, and there is no sign of the end.

From beginning to end, there is no clear definition of their relationship.

So now, Yinming has redefined.

Gentle nodded again.

This wayward escape from home, she has been unable to turn back.

And if so, why should she go against her will again.

"Ya Ya, do you know how happy I am now?" Yin Ming's voice seemed to be whispering.

Wen Ya could feel the joy in his tone: "well, just be happy."

Yin Ming lowers his head and kisses her forehead.

Wenya narrowed her eyes and catered to her.

The temperature rose unconsciously. Soon, Yin Ming got up, picked up the man directly and walked into the bedroom.

Uncomfortable for a long time, until today, I finally have the same heart.

Breathing intertwined, ambiguous voice rang a room.

Wake up again, it's the next day.

Gently rubbed his eyes and subconsciously looked at his side.

Sure enough, Yin Ming's face was nearby.

And it's rare that he's still asleep.

She leaned over and looked at him with one hand on her head.

This time, I found that there was still a layer of green marks on the fundus of Yin Ming's eyes. It was obvious that he had not rested for a long time.

The reason for not having a good rest, gentle and elegant, you don't have to guess, it must be because of yourself.

She leaned over and kissed her eyes. As soon as she was about to step down, her waist was lifted.

"Tease me early in the morning? Huh?" the low dumb voice sounded low in my ears, and the warm breath fluttered on my earlobes, bringing a shuddering touch.

Gentle thought of how he tossed himself last night, and her body suddenly froze.

"Morning. Good morning." Wenya winked at him and deliberately changed the topic: "are you hungry? Do you want to get up for breakfast?"

Yin Ming licked the corners of his mouth with ambiguous eyes: "I'm hungry, so you can have breakfast with me."

Seeing his eyes like that, gentleness knows that this is not that early.

"Yin Ming!" Wen Ya suddenly stepped back, with a nervous mood in his voice: "I'm really angry if you mess around again!"

I ate so many times last night, isn't it enough?!

With a smile, Yin Ming pressed her body and sealed all her words with a kiss.

When she finally got up from bed exhausted, Wenya felt sore all over and understood a truth in a trance——

The most terrible thing is not to break up, but to compound!

"Yaya, do you want to go to the company with me?" before going out, Yin Ming walked over and asked her.

Wenya still had some opinions on him because of what happened in the morning. She snorted coldly: "if you don't go, your waist and legs hurt. You can't go anywhere."

Printed: "......"

Yin Ming squatted down and pressed her legs.

Wen Ya saw that he was clearly dressed in formal clothes, but now he squatted in front of himself, lowered his head and pressed it for himself.

For a moment, the mood is complex.

"OK." Wenya stretched out her foot and kicked him, with very light strength: "you go to work, don't worry about me."