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"It's you, why don't you sleep?" She continued to draw, the one still resting on his shoulder, kneading it gently, the muscles of her body tensing slightly.

"The light in the living room is on, so let's take a look, it turns out that you are still there," Gao Yi smiled, as warm as before, but his vision was dimmed, and between them, it was still different from before.

"I'm in a hurry, and I owe a lot," Xia Ruoxin shook his brush and painted a few more, otherwise he would feel a little guilty about taking other people's wages.

You are still like this, you really didn't let go of yourself at all, Gao Yi stretched out and picked up the drawing board she put on her lap, and saw that on the drawing board, there was an unfinished painting, and her painting skills were a little higher than before.

It can be seen that she is really talented, and she has also found a suitable career for herself.

It's just that his heart is a little stuffy, he put the drawing board in Xia Ruoxin's arms, the smile is obviously still there, but why is it a little tired.

Xia Ruoxin actually felt the same, as if she was a little embarrassed.

And Xia Ruoxin put her mind on painting, but she was always a little unable to concentrate, and even the lines were crooked. That night, she didn't finish a painting, and she was busy for most of the night.

Wei Lan always felt that she had something to say, but it was difficult to speak.

"Auntie, is there something wrong with you?" Xia Ruoxin sat down, and also pulled Wei Lan to sit down, recently Wei Lan seems to have been overloaded, heavy, and about to get angry, she also boiled chrysanthemum tea, ready to let her drink more.

However, if she continues to be so anxious, I am afraid that if she brews a jar of chrysanthemum tea, she will not be able to cure Wei Lan's anxiety, and she actually wants to ask Gao Yi if it is not a disease at all, but her, menopause has arrived.

Wei Lan actually didn't know what to say to Xia Ruoxin.

She clenched Xia Ruoxin's, "Ruoxin, will you dislike Xiaoyi?" ”

Xia Ruoxin was stunned, disgusted, she would dislike no one would dislike Gao Yi, Auntie, you said you were laughing, she lowered her eyelashes, she was still smiling, and her sincerity was not a lie, "I will never dislike Gao Yi." ”

"He has never abandoned me, how can I dislike him?"

"It doesn't matter if he gets married, divorced, or takes drugs, as long as he is Gao Yi, as long as he doesn't open his mouth and drives me away, I will always be there, by his side, even if he is crazy, stupid, or disabled, I will be there."

She held her hands tight, and she would do what she said.

Gao Yi's kindness to her, she will always remember it, and she can't pay it back for the rest of her life, and how can she dislike others when she is so unbearable.

"That's good," Wei Lan also breathed a sigh of relief, I also know Xiaoyi's temperament best, his self-esteem is very strong, something like this happened, I'm really afraid that he will collapse, it's okay, it's okay to have you.

Xia Ruoxin patted Wei Lan's, "Auntie, don't think about it too much, we can't change the past, we can only accept the present present, and then take our future, I believe," she picked up the cup, and the chrysanthemum tea in the cup was also leisurely and fragrant.

"I believe that Gao Yi will definitely be his past self." Because he is Gao Yi, the man who is like a breeze, and the man who is like Chenyang.

There was a faint fragrance of chrysanthemums on her lips, and her gaze was a little leisurely and distant, but she didn't know that there was a man standing not far away, listening to the conversation between them.

Oh, do you repay the favor, Xia Ruoxin......

Twilight, the night has ended, there is still a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, roses and roses, this is a quiet night, in fact, it is also a noisy night.

Finally, the noisy child fell asleep, and her mother began to pay off her debts, and she still owed the studio eighteen works, and when would she be able to finish them.

She yawned, and the corners of her eyes began to sour, as if she had held on a little.

She rubbed her eyes, put her easel away, and walked into the bathroom, feeling a little drowsy even when she took a shower.

She opened the door and walked out, but under the warm yellow light, the person sitting next to her bed startled her, and she quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would scream.

"Gao Yi!"

"Why are you here?"

She tightened her clothes, and was really grateful for her habit of never coming out naked after taking a shower, even if she was the only one in the house, she would put on a dress.

If it weren't for her habit, I'm afraid she would be looked down upon.

Although she and Gao Yi have discussed marriage, they are very innocent, and Gao Yi respects her, so she will not touch her unless she is on the wedding night.

It's just that I didn't expect that they still didn't come together later, Gao Yi got married, the bride was not her, and now that he is divorced, they are standing here with such an identity and such a posture, isn't it strange and embarrassing.

"You, why are you here?" She tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened, and took out a dry towel from the cabinet to wipe her half-length hair.

Gao Yi stood up and walked in front of her, and Xia Ruoxin felt that her breathing stopped slightly, then turned around and continued to wipe her hair, at this time one reached over and took the towel she was holding, and the gentle force, as before, and his breath, sprayed on the back of her neck, making her neck can't help but have a layer of goosebumps.

She didn't dare to speak, she could only stiffen up, her heart beating faster, but not excited, but afraid.

Okay, Gao Yi threw the towel aside, and then broke Xia Ruoxin's shoulder, making her stare at her face.

"Ruoxin, you say, what can a man and a woman do in one room?"

He meant something, he made it clear that Xia Ruoxin was not a pure girl, he would think that they would be together, covered with quilts and chatted purely, and then talked about their life ideals,

Suddenly, before she could react, she was already pressed under the man, instinctively, she turned her face sideways, and let the man breathe down on her own hair.

She stiffened, in fact, she wasn't afraid, she was just a little overwhelmed, she knew that between her and Gao Yi, sooner or later it would come to such a point.

The man's breathing is getting closer and closer, and even a little panting, although he is very thin now, but he is a very healthy man, a man has his **, and he also has his impulse.

And she obviously felt the excitement of the man's body, but she didn't dare to move anymore.