residual temperature

Yi Shen was afraid that he would not feel well and could not find anyone, so he ordered his assistant to deliver the documents and watched them at home.I got carried away last night, Xiaoyi has not woken up from sleep, he will go to check after a while.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Xiaoyi calling him, "Yi Shen, give me a hug."

Yi Shen stepped over with a soft heart, Xiaoyi found a suitable seat in his arms and lay down comfortably, and Yi Shen carefully squeezed his shoulders and back.

If he were a cat, he would be purring right now, it's so comfortable!

"Didn't you go to work?"

"I don't worry about you. I don't want to go to work."

"I'm under a lot of pressure with you like this! From now on, if the king doesn't go to court early, Mr. Yi will be scolded!"

"No one dares to scold me except you."

"Who said that! I never scolded you!"

"Really, you didn't scold me in your heart when I didn't let you go out? You didn't scold me if I refused to obey you?"

"Hmph! A little bit!"

"A little? Huh?"

"Oh, it's so annoying!"

Yi Shen hugged the little pig who was trying to push him over hard, "Okay! I won't say anything."

Now that it was time to eat after waking up, after washing, Yi Shen put him in the living room and went into the kitchen by himself.

Xiaoyi finally got the remote control she had dreamed of, and sat on the sofa to choose a channel, as if a general in the South and North Wars was pointing the country on the sand table, full of momentum.

He held the remote control and pressed it for a while, but he couldn't choose what he wanted to watch, and the entertainment variety shows that were full of temptations before couldn't arouse his interest.

He wants to go out and have a look with Yi Shen, time is short, he doesn't want to just stay at home, he wants to walk more roads with him.Now he is Xiaojing with amnesia, the doctor said that he has no physical problems, it should be trauma in his heart, the car accident scared him, now he only remembers the most important person in his heart.

Even if it's amnesia but not dementia, and he still has normal social self-care ability, Yi Shen is still terrified to death, and always feels that he treats him like an untouched child, except that he is a human trafficker.

He groped into the kitchen to see what delicious food Mr. Yi was cooking.

The boss holds a kitchen knife in his hand and raises the knife, "Deng dong dong..." A row of potato shreds is produced, so charming!

Yi Shen seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said to him without turning his head: "What are you doing here? After a while, there will be a lot of smoke from the fire, and it will smoke you. It will be fine if you go back for a while."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Yi's heart trembled and her legs became weak, and she rushed over and hung on Yi Shen's back, "Brother, please push me down."

Yi Shen is tall, has long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, with a faint smell of tobacco all over his body. He concentrates on cooking in the kitchen, and every move is full of the strength of an adult male, full of temptations, like walking hormones.

Yi Shen cared about doing his own thing, "Still pushing? Has your little butt rested? Who was crying and yelling for it last night?"

Yi Shen said that it didn't feel right, and gently tested it backwards, "You're so brave, you still dare to hit me! The little pervert waits for me to free up my hand, and I will give you a thrill!"

Xiaoyi laughed loudly, taking advantage of his inconvenience and rare opportunity to rush forward, she just gave a slap, and then ran away after the slap.

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