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Chapter 145 Chang Ji Xiting Sunset, Intoxicated and No Return (61)

Ye Yu took off his outer robe and covered her shoulders. Yan Ran's body had the warmth of a man and his breath.

She was nervous and out of sight, reluctantly asked: "Why am I here?"

Ye Yu didn't answer his question, but lost a cup of hot tea, "Come here."

The simple two words instantly recalled Yan Ran's spirit, and the memory that had been deliberately forgotten flooded her heart at once, and she didn't want to go there, let alone dare to go there.

Ye Yu is such a smart person, he immediately saw what Yan Ran's expression meant, his eyes turned cold, and he repeated lightly, "Come here."

Yan Ran was unwilling to go there, but obviously, such an environment cannot be determined by whether he is willing or not.

This cup of hot tea was fed by Ye Yu pinching her chin.

The warm tea slid down his dry throat, and Yan Ran realized that he was very thirsty. This cup of hot tea even warmed his stomach.

Afterwards, both of them stood silently without speaking.

This time, it was Ye Yu who took the initiative to break the silence, "After that, I will live here."

Yan Ran didn't realize it for a while, and went through it in her mind, but she still couldn't quite understand it.

Ye Yu hated her, she knew it, and wanted to kill her, she also knew it.

But what Ye Yu said now, Yan Ran didn't know, nor could he understand.

"Why?" Yan Ran couldn't help asking.

Ye Yu lowered his eyes to look at Yan Ran, he was so small that he could wrap himself directly into his arms, his soft and thick black hair was rubbed like a lamb, the exposed skin was thin and soft, no matter where you sip it, you can keep it The next bright red trace, weakly wants to make people work harder.

He is indifferent, indifferent, familiar and unfamiliar in Yan Ran's eyes.

Yan Ran clenched her hands, bit her lip, unwilling to look, unwilling to face that face.

With a face sideways, her lips were bitten red, her voice was very soft because she was suppressing fear and anxiety, but she paused every word.

"I want to go back."

Ye Yu didn't answer.

He put the empty teacup back where it was, looking indifferent, as if he didn't pay attention to the person in front of him at all.

What Yan Ran wants, whether she wants to leave or stay, is not up to her to decide.

But Yan Ran's refusal still made him very worried.

"Where? Are you right?"

Yan Ran was stunned, staring at him in shock, his eyelashes trembling slightly with anger, "How could you do this?"

Hearing this, Ye Yu slowly raised his eyes to look at her.

There seemed to be some emotion surging in his dark eyes: "Why can't I do this?"

In just a few words, it was colder than the howling wind and snow outside, Yan Ran couldn't help shivering, feeling inexplicably terrified.

Thinking slowly again, yes, why can't Ye Yu do this?
Now, she is like a plaything in Ye Yu's palm, maybe she is not even a person in his eyes.

What kind of new torture method is this?
Yan Ran's shoulders trembled slightly, his chin was pale and delicate.

Ye Yu's fingertips faintly brushed Yan Ran's eyelashes, the itching, the throbbing, the dead heart seemed to be revived.

He was a little confused, but quickly calmed down.

Because he was also looking for an answer, he couldn't help but watch Yan Ran and Xiao Ci kiss me and talk about marriage together, it would give him a very weird feeling.

He who has never tasted love does not know that this is because of the distortion swallowed by jealousy, which drowns him like a swamp and blocks his breathing.

Ye Yu held back the faint pain in his heart, pretending to be nonchalant and asked, "Why aren't you called Brother Xiaoyu?"

The name Ye Yu was pronounced from Yan Ran's mouth, like a small stone stuck in his throat, which hurt the man especially.

Hearing the man's words, she seemed to be nailed in place, a little suffocated, her face was very white, her long hair like splashed ink was scattered on her thin shoulders, her eyelashes were very long, like the remaining wings of a butterfly, Throat a little itchy, difficult to speak.

Finally, after knowing how long, she squeezed out a word, subtle and vague: "You are not."

Her eyelashes slowly became wet under the man's eyelids, she was really thin, her chin was pointed, her face was very pale and pale, her lips were bitten again and again, and the red was a bit gorgeous.

Her voice was sad, and the mist slowly condensed into tears.

Cried.

Without warning, weeping silently.

"you are not……"

With a crying voice, the articulation is clear.

A little pain suddenly overflowed in Ye Yu's heart, it was a strange feeling, and he couldn't stand it.

The tears gave him a flustered feeling.

Ye Yu raised his hand and gently wiped it.

There seemed to be still indifference in the eyes, and it seemed that he was just at a loss.

There was a red mark on the rough fingertips,
The deep voice carried an indescribable bewitchment: "I'm not, then who is?"

"Why are you crying? I just want to figure out one thing. When the time comes, I will let you go."

Men are naturally indifferent, coaxing people like they are self-taught, what they say is swearing, but what they think in their hearts is completely opposite to what they say.

Yan Ran couldn't stop trembling all over.

She took a step back, avoided the man's hand, took a deep breath, and finally stabilized her voice.

"You're not." Yan Ran tried his best not to tremble, "He will never be like you."

Hearing this, Ye Yu's eyes were cold and gloomy for a moment.

There seemed to be some emotion surging in those bottomless pupils, but it was fleeting, Yan Ran couldn't see clearly, let alone understand.

And she felt uneasy.

But Ye Yu didn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and his cold fingers slowly covered her neck.

Yan Ran was so excited by the chill that he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Ye Yu's emotionless voice rang in his ears: "Don't move."

Her body froze, as if she had sensed a dangerous herbivore, and she didn't dare to move anymore.

Misty eyes just stared at him blankly.

It seemed that she wanted to show him a soft heart.

Ye Yu's lips were tightly lined, and he leaned closer to her.

The indented distance was beyond the normal range, and her hot breath slapped her face, forming a sharp contrast with the man's indifferent eyes.

She could feel the oppressive and solidified atmosphere around her, but the man seemed to chuckle, he rarely smiled, and at this moment, he even smiled on the surface, which made people tremble with fear.

The warm breath swept across her cheeks, and finally stopped by her ears.

"Hearing what your majesty said, so besides me, your majesty also has elder brother Xiao Yu?"

"How about your Majesty tell me in detail, how many Xiaoyu brothers are there?"

When Ye Yu said this, his fingertips were gently rubbing against her neck, and his calloused hand was pacing around the thin white neck, as if measuring where it would be better to break it off.

　Yan Ran: That's three days and three nights and I can't finish talking

　　
　
(End of this chapter)