Ji Yi glanced at Wen Mei, took two steps forward as usual, and turned on a faucet.

Wen Mei saw that there were other people, and it was not good to trouble Song Zhiyue again, so she left.

Together, Ji Yi turned off the faucet and called Song Zhiyue, who was about to leave: "Song Song." ”

Song Zhiyue didn't want him to see his embarrassed appearance, so he didn't stop at his feet.

Ji Yi strode up and grabbed her arm: "What are you running?" ”

Song Zhiyue didn't look back: "I didn't run, I want to go back to the banquet, so as not to find me." ”

Ji Yi said: "You are not afraid of being laughed at by others when you go back to the banquet like this?" ”

Song Zhiyue was right when she thought about it, her current appearance was really not suitable for appearing in front of everyone.

The left side of her face, which was beaten by Wen Mei, is still hot, and you can guess without looking at her that it must be swollen.

Ji Yi walked around in front of her, and Song Zhiyue covered half of her face with her hand.

Ji Yi looked at the half of the edge she was holding: "I'm only thinking about blocking it now, is it too late?" I've seen it. ”

Song Zhiyue lowered his eyes: "Then can't you treat it as if you didn't see it?" ”

"beaten?" Ji Yi saw Wen Mei's angry appearance when she came out of the bathroom just now, and guessed that this was the case nine times out of ten.

Song Zhiyue lowered her head, stared at her toes, pursed her lips and did not say a word.

Ji Yi grabbed her wrist: "Follow me." ”

Song Zhiyue was dragged forward by her: "Where are you taking me?" ”

Ji Yi didn't speak, took her to the lounge, and then asked the waiter to fetch a basin of water and ask for ice cubes.

"Wash the makeup off your face." He looked at Song Zhiyue.

Song Zhiyue knew that he was going to put a dress on his face, so he listened to him wash the makeup off his face.

Wen Mei used a lot of strength, if she didn't make up for it, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go out to meet people for a week.

"Come and sit down." Ji Yi called her.

She walked up to Ji Yi and asked him for the ice cube in his hand: "I'll come by myself." ”

Ji Yi didn't tremble with her much, grabbed her outstretched hand, dragged her to sit down, held the ice cube in one hand, and pinched her jaw with the other.

After the waiter gave Ji Yi the ice cube, he kept it in his hand, and when it was too cold, he changed his left hand to his right hand, and his right hand to his left hand.

The fingers he pinched Song Zhiyue's jaw were cold, and the slightly cool touch made Song Zhiyue shrink and the tips of his ears reddened.

"Don't move." Ji Yi's fingers pinching her jaw tightened for two points, making her unable to move.

Song Zhiyue always felt that this was too intimate, and he was embarrassed to look at him, so he lowered his eyelashes.

The ice cube was stuck to her face, and the hot face was a lot more comfortable.

Ji Yi's brows kept twisting, and after a while, he asked, "His parents don't like you?" ”

Song Zhiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, not only because she didn't like it, but because she was very annoying.

Wen Mei looked at her with disgust every time, like she was a plague.

If she didn't speak, Ji Yi could guess that this was definitely the case, otherwise the Feng family would not have let Feng Chen and nursery rhymes marry.

And when Feng Chen said that he had a wife, Feng Yi and Wen Mei were both iron-faced.

"My parents don't have so many family concepts, as long as I like it, they will agree, do you regret not choosing me in the first place?" His last sentence was half joking and half serious.

Although Song Zhiyue didn't say it, he could judge from the rumors he heard at today's banquet and the words Feng Chen said on stage that the reason why Feng's father and mother didn't like her was that her family background was too ordinary.

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