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His expression was somewhat interesting, and Zhou Zhi couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling for a moment.

Surprised? Happy? Still a little confused?

Confused about what?

"Are you wondering whether or not to admit that you two are the same person?"

Zhou Zhi stood up and staggered a little. He subconsciously stepped forward to steady her and put his arm around Zhou Zhi's waist.

The two of them were very close, but his eyes always avoided Zhou Zhi and only looked around the tree house.

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Zhou Zhi laughed angrily and grabbed his collar. The tree roots on his neck were hard and they cut Zhou Zhi's wrist without much effort. Zhou Zhi's skin was white with extremely powerful blue veins half floating on it, and the blood flowing out was as powerful as her wrist.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he wanted to reach out and pry her hands open to check, but Zhou Zhi instigated him. The scarlet blood flowed more freely, flowing along her wrists to his collar, soaking it all. His nostrils were filled with the scent of her blood.

"Don't do this—"

Zhou Zhi sneered.

"Are you still going to lie to me? Should I call you Ayu or Aying? Or are these not your names at all and are just tricks to deceive people?"

Zhou Zhi spoke angrily, his eyes filled with sadness and indignation after being deceived, which almost turned into real knives and stabbed him straight into the body.

"I don't......"

He wanted to hug her tightly, but Zhou Zhi pushed her away with such force that she fell to the ground.

Then there was a muffled sound.

Zhou Zhi was trembling inside: I feel like a domestic violence man.

Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand to save the relationship, but stopped abruptly when the man stood up, looking really cold and heartless.

He crawled over with his head lowered. Zhou Zhi had never expected this to happen, but her feeling was completely different from Mo Yan's at that time. She did not feel impatient or tired. There were only countless voices in her heart shouting to help him and pity him.

But she was too stiff to move, just like then, and she couldn't resist until someone hugged her legs.

"Please listen to me, please—"

His voice was trembling, not a temporary surrender and plea for mercy after being humiliated, but rather revealed a kind of anxious fear.

Zhou Zhi did not take any action, which meant that he still had a chance to defend himself.

"I didn't lie to you. I... my name is Yu Ying. So, I am Yu and I am also Ying. Nothing will change—"

As he spoke, the roots of the tree next to him were extremely rough and rubbed against Zhou Zhi's body repeatedly. Zhou Zhi was unable to avoid it and could only let it go.

"Then why did you lie to me? I can understand the first time, but why did you keep lying to me that you were two people?"

Yu Ying's arms around her suddenly loosened, as if he had lost his strength, but when Zhou Zhi moved a little again, he suddenly tightened his grip again, looking even more terrified.

Zhou Zhi was now playing the villain, and even though she really wanted to pity him, she held back.

Yu Ying's knees rubbed against the ground, and the sound was as haggard as the pitiful afterglow of the scorching sun that was about to set without warning: "I'm telling you, don't be scared, okay?"

Only then did Zhou Zhi put his palm on his cheek and realized that his face was already wet.

This was his encouragement and final forgiveness.

Yu Ying realized it.

He knelt on the ground and his knees continued to move back.

He knelt dejectedly in front of Zhou Zhi, and then slowly extended a vine from behind.

A moving vine with green leaves.

Yu Ying carefully raised his eyes to see Zhou Zhi's reaction. He knew better than anyone how many people would be scared away by his appearance.

He could understand if she was scared away.

Yu Ying bit her lip, and a dark emotion in a corner of her heart surged.

...But he couldn't accept it.

Zhou Zhi sighed.

"Is this what you see as scary?"

Yu Ying suddenly raised his head and met her gentle eyes, which was completely different from the ruthlessness that seemed to strangle him to death just now.

Zhou Zhi smiled as she grabbed the vine that stretched out in front of her. Sure enough, it was that familiar herbal scent.

She swung the lovely and lively vine, dragged it to her lips, and gently placed a kiss on it under his astonished gaze.

"So, you're a cute little dryad?"

Faced with the speed at which her emotions changed freely, Yu Ying couldn't get used to it for a while, so she nodded blankly and then asked: "Do you like the word cute very much?"

Why do you keep hearing this word in your mouth?

Could it be that he likes to use it so much because he mentioned it once?

Yu Ying unconsciously lifted up the small vine.

Zhou Zhi said: "I like you more than the word cute, so you are not scary, not at all."

Yu Ying felt troubled because all the little vines on his body wanted to rise up.

Zhou Zhi just watched him quietly, trying to hide his happiness, but there were always little vines that popped up again in unexpected places.

Zhou Zhi leaned down and kissed his extremely soft lips.

Yu Ying is just a little tree demon who can't even control his emotions.

Zhou Zhi thought helplessly.

Then she clasped the back of his head with her hands and kissed him deeply.

"You know what? Your desires are really clear to me."

Whether it is A Yu or A Ying, they always hide their knowledge in a shallow way.

Yu Ying was so excited by her kiss that she wanted to sink into it.