Mianmian's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously replied, "I didn't..."
The breath on Jin Yubai's body was too cold. She didn't dare to look into his eyes. She could only lower her eyelashes and move the cup of hot milk forward with her small hands. She said in a low voice like a mosquito, "I just messed with you." I'm angry, I'm here to apologize..."
Before she could finish her words, Jin Yubai had already furrowed his eyebrows and interrupted her with a sarcastic tone, "Have you finished apologizing? Please let me continue with you? Please forget her? Are you worthy of competing with her?"
He was so angry that he didn't leave any room for words.
There was more and more moisture in her eyes. Mian Mian couldn't hold it back, and tears fell down. She suppressed her crying and spoke hoarsely, "That's not what I meant. I just...seeing that you are angry, I... I really just came to deliver...milk...to apologize..."
Jin Yubai didn't expect that he just said a word, and the girl in front of him burst into tears. Her eye circles were so red that it looked like he had hit her. His eyebrows moved, and an irritating sentence rolled out of his throat, " roll."
Mianmian sniffed, took the glass of milk, and went out silently.
Jin Yubai stared at her straight back and said nothing.
The next morning, Mianmian got up early and wanted to make breakfast for Jin Yubai.
Auntie Lin, the nanny, was shocked when she saw that she was going to contract for breakfast, and quickly stopped her, "Young mistress! You can't do it! Your hands are not meant for such rough work!"
Mianmian had just taken out the eggs from the refrigerator, and was startled. She turned around and saw that it was Aunt Lin. She raised her lips and showed a sweet smile, "Aunt Lin, it's okay, I often cook."
The girl in sight has fair skin and pure facial features. She looks like a delicate girl, but she is very familiar with her work, but she is not favored by the young master.
Aunt Lin looked distressed, sighed inwardly, and went over to help Mianmian.
Mianmian knew from Aunt Lin that Jin Yubai liked to eat egg noodles, but Jin's mother was allergic to eggs, so she specially made breakfast for the two of them separately.
The two were cooking when Grandpa Jin suddenly came in with someone helping him on crutches, and said in an anxious tone, "Mianmian!"
Mianmian was frightened by his anxious voice. She quickly stopped chopping vegetables and went to help him, "Grandpa, why are you here?"
Grandpa Jin stared at Mianmian's cute features, and then remembered the scene where he saw Jin Yubai's boy's room door closed this morning, and became emotional, "Did that boy bully you last night? How could this bastard drive you away?" Are you asleep in the guest room?”
Mianmian was shocked. When she got up in the morning, she forgot to put the bedding into the cupboard. Her long black eyelashes trembled and she showed a gentle smile, "Grandpa, Yu Bai didn't bully me. I was snoring in my sleep. I was afraid of affecting his rest, so I went to the guest room to sleep."
Grandpa Jin was dubious.
When Jin Yubai came down, he happened to see an old man and a young child sitting in the living room. Looking at his grandfather's expression, he quickly guessed the content of their conversation, and the corners of his mouth raised a mocking arc.
In less than a day, she learned to complain.
The warm yellow light from the rooftop illuminated Jin Yubai's cold white face. His dark eyes briefly glanced at the people downstairs, then met her eyes casually.
Jin Yubai walked downstairs slowly.
Mianmian's heart shrank. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on her heart with incomparable precision, causing her heartbeat to speed up uncontrollably.
Finally, Jin Yubai stood behind her. The distance between the two was not too close but not too far away. The clear mint aroma from his body rolled into the tip of her nose, creating a strange sense of intimacy.
Jin Yubai stared at the jade-white neck that was exposed to the air, hid the sarcasm in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and gently clasped her thin shoulders with his broad palms, "Honey, I'm hungry."
