Fool stand-in

chapter 189: EXTRA 03 escape

when cleaning up the study before, the little mute saw a photo on yin jingnan's desk.

it looked like it was secretly photographed, and the handsome man inside was holding a lump of sweet marshmallows and smiling happily.

the photographs are framed in delicate mahogany frames and placed prominently on the table.

i couldn't help but pick it up and look at it, but i was just discovered by yin jingnan who came in, who was very angry with him that day, and did not allow him to enter the study after that.

the little mute vaguely understood that it was someone who was very important to yin jingnan.

he was only picked up from the side of the road, perhaps no different from a kitten or a puppy, and he was not qualified to ask questions, not to mention that he could not speak even if he wanted to.

later, when we were eating together, i accidentally saw that yin jingnan's photo album contained all kinds of photos of that person, and his eyes looked intently at the sad or smiling faces of the men in the photos, and he did not notice that the people around him were also watching him.

yin jingnan went upstairs, and the quiet in the house returned.

it was no different from when he was at home alone.

the little mute lost his mind to the folds in his apron, went into the kitchen, took out the food in the incubator and ate a few bites, and then put it in the refrigerator.

it took some time to clean up the kitchen, and when he went upstairs, it was 11 o'clock at night, he gently pushed open the bedroom door, and yin jingnan was lying flat on the bed in gray silk pajamas, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

the warm light of the bedside lamp outlined yin jingnan's cold and hard silhouette very softly.

at least not as inaccessible as usual.

the little mute silently placed the decoction soup in the porcelain bowl on the bedside table and stared at yin jingnan in a daze. <

only then can he look at him like this without scruples.

on weekdays, yin jingnan was always too busy, and there was very little time at home, and later yin jingnan began to avoid him consciously or unconsciously. the little mute found that as long as he showed that he liked him, the more cold yin jingnan became.

he was already trying to put away the light in his eyes, and even secretly practiced in front of the mirror, not to act so happy and eager when he saw each other, yin jingnan didn't like him that way.

but so far he has not been able to do it.

he was so incompetent.

you can't do anything as simple as that.

no wonder the other side began to resent his presence.

the little mute sat down on the edge of the bed, and his gaze depicted yin jingnan's stiff facial features, which finally landed on his sharp lip-shaped mouth.

xu is because he drank wine and looked exceptionally red.

obviously the drunk person was yin jingnan, and even the little mute seemed to be blinded by the wine, and he wanted to take such an opportunity to get close to him.

even if it's just a gentle kiss.

the hand placed on the leg tightened slightly, the small dumb throat knot agitated, and he bent down with courage, and just when his breath was about to collide with the other party, yin jingnan opened his eyes.