Zhao Yiyi raised her head with tears in her eyes, but she felt that something was stuffed into her hand, and saw Ziyou return the half of the paper in his hand to Zhao Yiyi, and at the same time looked at her with a smile.

"After all, poetry is dead, but people are alive, when that interpretive flower blooms in front of you, even the best poem cannot completely depict her beauty."

Ziyou smiled lightly and said slowly, which suddenly made Zhao Yiyi's whole eyes blurry. "Childe."

The voice was vague and soft, as if a breeze could break it away.

"Plain hands...... Qingyan, the hands are plain, but the face is not green. Ziyou refers to the few black marks on Zhao Yiyi's face, which were smeared with the finger of ashes when Ziyou was messing with Zhao Yiyi before.

If there are any flaws on Zhao Yiyi's body, that's all.

Ziyou stretched out his hand and stretched out to Zhao Yiyi's cheek, wanting to wipe the ashes off her face and let Zhao Yiyi show her original green face.

This kind of behavior is a bit too much in modern society, not to mention ancient society, but Zhao Yiyi has long been a little unable to extricate herself, and let Na Ziyou reach over, but her feet are like being filled with lead water, and it is difficult to act.

The eyes were closed heavily, not daring to look directly, the brain was already blank, when the touch on Ziyou's palm reached her face, Zhao Yiyi stretched out her hand, wanting to take Ziyou's palm away, but this kind of holding was still too weak, and when it came into contact with Ziyou's wrist, it became a more ambiguous move, holding Ziyou's hand tightly.

Ziyou looked at Zhao Yiyi with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling, and she looked like she was picking up, and her red lips were releasing a seductive aura.

Ziyou is not a good person, his heart moved, and the whole person leaned down, and the ghost wanted to taste it...... The taste of Zhao Yiyi's mouth.

The man's breath came to his face, Zhao Yiyi had almost lost all consciousness, her body trembled instinctively, and she muttered to herself. "Don't ...... Don't ......"

It's just that this time it didn't, but it was a little different from the previous fight, two lines of clear tears, along the gap between her eyelids...... The first rays of light before dawn passed through the outside of the house, reflected on her tears, like a mountain stream, reflecting the crystal light.

If other people are like this to Zhao Yiyi, with the steadfastness of her daughter's family, she will definitely be a woman who swore to resist to the death and committed suicide in order to save her reputation...... Ubiquitous.

However, when Zhao Yiyi faced Ziyou, she couldn't resist at all for some reason.

I already had an intention before, as long as Ziyou can make a living, I will drag the matchmaker and match ...... It doesn't matter if you like it or not, it's just to be able to get closer to Daddy Zhao in order to fulfill filial piety.

After all, this is just an intention, the relationship between Zhao Yiyi and Ziyou is not a word, so according to common sense, before Ziyou and her have not really worshiped heaven and earth, it is impossible to do something beyond the norm with Ziyou, not only that kind of thing, but even hugging and holding hands are absolutely impossible.

But now, Zhao Yiyi feels that she has fallen a little, and even she herself can't tell what kind of feeling it is, in short, when Ziyou wants to do something, she will ...... Be as obedient as possible, she doesn't want Ziyou to be angry, or at least afraid that Ziyou will be angry.

In fact, most girls, after the fall, the mentality of the daughter's family, will be obedient to his male partner, when her obedient male partner is a responsible man, then she will get happiness, if she is obedient to a scumbag, then it can only be painful, but at the beginning, girls will still be gullible men, maybe they are gambling, gambling on their everything, gambling on their youth, just for the happiness that may become a mirage.

It's this simple thought.

Zhao Yiyi didn't know when she became like this, and when she had an indescribable feeling about Ziyou.

Maybe it was his humorous personality that subtly took root in her heart, maybe it was the kind of poem he wrote for himself that touched her, or maybe before, he saw Ziyou's desperate look for his sister. And after that...... I deeply felt the tenderness in his heart...... Such a man who is both simple and complex...... Let Zhao Yiyi stretch out his heart...... Some special emotions are extended, lingering to change her and control her.

Maybe...... If you can ...... with Ziyou Gongzi Getting married is not for the sake of my father, but for the sake of my father, and wronged my own bad things.

When Ziyou's face was about to be close to him, Zhao Yiyi could also sense what was about to happen, so he ...... She cried, cried, because of the fright of Ziyou's sudden move, was it the fear that was about to surpass the norm, or was it ...... All this is just the excitement of getting what she wants, but no matter what, Zhao Yiyi doesn't care about anything, her brain is buzzing...... That's how she wanted to cry.

Tears are a woman's last weapon to protect herself.

When the weapon was revealed, the restless hormones in the room ...... It was gradually shattered.

Ziyou's hand was on Zhao Yiyi's face, Zhao Yiyi's hand was caressing Ziyou's hand, and the tears were down his fingers...... Slowly flowing, Ziyou was about to gnaw down the lips, but they were also temporarily interrupted because of Zhao Yiyi's crying, looking at her appearance, the throbbing thought in Ziyou's heart slowly dissipated, realized something, and shook his head.

Speaking of which, a woman like Zhao Yiyi probably doesn't even have experience in love, Ziyou is like this...... It's too much to take advantage of others.

Of course, Ziyou doesn't mind taking advantage of someone's danger, but he has to think about the consequences, Ziyou has always been a more rational person.

But it's also a little impulsive.

For example...... Before, when the rice was sick.

For example...... Now this picture with Zhao Yiyi makes Ziyou's lower body brain work, and he almost can't control himself.

But fortunately, when the tears rolled down Ziyou's hand, when the sobbing little face trembled slightly into the palm...... Ziyou, that really came to her senses.

In Ziyou's era, at the age of Zhao Yiyi...... Most of the girls have almost had that kind of experience, and between wandering with such girls, Ziyou is also an old bird.

After the passion, as adults, they don't think this kind of thing is very important, and it is not uncommon for them to stop contacting the next day.

Comparatively speaking, the current Ziyou is more willing to ...... with girls as he did in his previous life only maintains that short-lived fast-food love.

But now, Ziyou knows that in the face of Zhao Yiyi, he ...... Can't go on any longer, a virgin identity...... Enough to make him feel frightened, yes...... It's fear.

Ziyou is afraid of being responsible, he is nothing now, and he can't be responsible, and he yearns for freedom, just like his name, and he doesn't want to be bound by all kinds of conditions.

Therefore, the rational Ziyou, seeing Zhao Yiyi's appearance, had to sigh, his eyes returned to clarity, and the ambiguous suffocating atmosphere in the room ...... It gradually dissipated.

Ziyou withdrew his hand, walked back to the stove, and continued to fan the fire on the stove.

The mountain-like pressure in front of her suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Yiyi suddenly picked up her lost consciousness. Slowly opened his eyes, and saw that Ziyou continued to decoct the medicine without saying a word, Zhao Yiyi touched her slightly hot face, lowered her head silently, and said softly. "Azusa Prince...... Thank you ......."

There is only the shaking of the fan and the squeaking of the firewood in the room, Zhao Yiyi's voice is very soft, echoing in this room, but it is very clear.

Ziyou was speechless, he almost ate Zhao Yiyi, at least he touched her face, how could he get a thank you.

Anyway, Ziyou didn't say anything, and still fanned the fire by himself.

"Ziyou Gongzi......" Zhao Yiyi saw that Ziyou didn't speak, moved behind Ziyou lightly, bit her lip, seemed to summon up great courage, and then said. Give the little girl some more time. ”

What time to give her? Ziyou only felt inexplicable, the woman's careful thinking was really difficult to guess, and Ziyou was too lazy to guess, so he shifted the topic to other places. "Do you see the medicine is ready?"