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Name:Morning, Proud Uncle! Author:
Sometimes it's not just the opposite of what you say, it's also true. The mood isn't just a matter of one emotional point.

The mood is complex and without a clue, whether right or wrong, the heart is really uncomfortable.

She didn't know if she should keep a straight face or be a little gentler.

"Thank you for saving me," she whispered, not turning to look at him. It was rude, and she knew it.

Ji Ye did not reply. His originally neat and tidy hair was now in a mess, and there were a few scratches of varying depth on his arm. The blood was already completely dried, which was especially obvious on his snow-white skin that did not have any blemishes.

His heart was aching. This kind of miserable state was caused by him. If he hadn't come, what would she have done? Those hoodlums were already impatient, sooner or later they would have made their move, and what would she have done then?

Reaching out to brush the hair that hung in front of her forehead, she tilted her head slightly, avoiding his hand. "Would you please take me home?"

Ji Ye's hand froze there, and after a long while, he started the car and drove away. When she arrived at her house, she got off the car without even saying goodbye.

Ji Ye followed behind, and the moment she closed the door, he blocked his, "Can you have a good talk with me?"

After thinking for a while, she lowered her head and said with a depressed tone, "It's too late. How about tomorrow? I'm tired."

"No, tonight." He reached into the door and forced the door open, pulling her in with him. If she continued like this, he would die of depression.

Ji Lee sat on the sofa and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Ji Ye sighed and sat on the sofa opposite his. "Change your clothes first, we can talk after you've treated your wounds," he really couldn't bear to look at her like this.

"It doesn't matter, you'll leave once you finish speaking. I'll take care of it later when I take a bath."

Ji Ye frowned, "I said change your clothes first, don't let me repeat myself, or else I will do it myself!"

Ji Lee raised her head to glance at him, and knew that he would do as she said: "Fine, I'll go change, wait outside". She got up and walked into the room, and took off her gown listlessly.

The wound was hidden on the ground. It was not easy to discover it, but the pain was even greater after discovering it.

You have to clean the wound, or you'll be inflamed. But he was still outside. If he dragged it out too long, would he get impatient?

Who cares? Wouldn't it be better if he left first if he couldn't wait?

When she went to the bathroom to drain the water, she looked pale in the mirror. How could so much have happened in one night? She looked at the mirror and became lost in thought. The water was filled to the brim, not past the bathtub.

She stopped thinking and patted her face. She turned around and saw that the water had already reached the bathtub. She went up to shut the water cages and felt something beneath her feet. She couldn't help but slide forward.

"Ah!"

Ji Ye heard the screams coming from outside and quickly pushed open the door. She was not in the room, but was in the bathroom.

He did not go in immediately, but knocked on the door: "Ji Lee, what's wrong? What happened? "

"Don't come in, I'm fine," Ji Lee said as she struggled to move his body. She had finished it, she had probably twisted her waist, and just a slight movement would be painful, she was unable to stand up.

"Oh. Ji Ye was waiting at the door, he felt that she was panicking and did not want him to go in, so he waited at the door. "I'll give you 10 minutes, if you don't come out, I'll go in."

How despicable, using this move again … "No, no, I can't, I'm not wearing any clothes!" Ji Lee strongly wanted to straighten her back, but in the end, tears came out of her eyes from the pain.

Ten minutes, what to do? He really would come in, so it was better to tell him the truth. She shouted towards the door, "That, I accidentally fell down and twisted my waist. Can you help me get a towel? There's one on the shelf outside …" The more she said, the more she whispered.

Ji Ye chuckled at the door, he knew what was going on. He took a towel from the shelf and was about to open the door. She added,

"Just pass that to me through the crack in the door."

Ji Ye immediately pushed open the door and entered.

"Ah …" "Get out!" Ji Lee held her body, her face red all the way down to her neck.

Ji Ye leisurely took off the towel, wrapped it around her, and carried her onto the bed. "Are you that shy? "I've already …"

"Don't say it," Ji Lee raised her head to stop him, because things like hers, now, were extremely disgusted. She would think of him and Bai Xin, and think of the group of thugs on the road just now.

"Just because you don't want to say anything, does that mean it hasn't happened?" Ji Ye felt a twinge of heartache at the revulsion she was unable to hide.

"Just because you're right doesn't mean that nothing has happened. Just because something has happened doesn't mean that it has happened. What does it mean if you just forget about it?" Her tone was a little harsh.

Ji Ye knew what she meant by that. "Ji Lee, I want to have a good talk with you right now, the child that Bai Xin is talking about can't possibly be mine, and this is a matter of the past. Don't you already know that …"

"However, I still feel disgusted, as if I've swallowed a fly. You can say that I made a ruckus without reason, but that's how I feel right now." Since he wanted to know what she was thinking, she told him.

Ji Ye's heart started to hurt violently. "Ji Lee, if you mean it like that, then I have more than one woman, and you and Yixi have never met before? Now that you're an adult, can you even withstand this? " She was too unreasonable.

Ji Lee suddenly became silent and could not say a single word. In 10 seconds, he had turned into a mute.

She didn't want to say anything. She didn't want to say that she had never talked with Yixi before, and that she didn't want to say too much, and that it was meaningless and meaningless.

He was slightly tasting the bitter and sour liquid in his heart, and his expression was one of extreme awkwardness and numbness.