Love Purification Agreement

That is Anle's room.

Putting his hand on the door handle, Yan Huan swallowed and pulled the door handle down several seconds later.

"Click~"

But inside the door, the light in the room was gentle.

The room was originally empty, with nothing else except two futons and a bed neatly made in the middle of the tatami.

Anle was lying on the bed, with only half of his head and two hands grasping the edge of the quilt showing.

She blinked her watery eyes, and several pieces of clothing that were supposed to be on her were neatly folded beside the bed.

This makes people imagine and wonder what she is wearing under the quilt.

"Little Joy"

As soon as Yan Huan pushed the door open, the bulging bedding moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at him.

Seeing this, Yan Huan immediately put on a mask of expression management, walked into the room with a normal expression, and asked with a smile,

"You fell asleep so soon, is it because you don't have a phone to play with?"

“No, no.”

No one knew where their phones fell. Yan Huan looked for them when he walked around the village this morning, but couldn't find them at all.

"Shall I turn off the lights?"

"Eh? Hmm?"

"Click~"

Perhaps because Anle's eyes were staring at him at the moment, Yan Huan felt a little uncomfortable, so he made such a suggestion, trying to block his sight with the darkness of turning off the lights.

He is really worried now, afraid that he is about to fall into the tiger's mouth.

If she opened the quilt, she would be lying naked inside, and then she would be filled with pleasure.

Yan Huan could only clap his hands and start reading the Bible.

"You're right, this is Anle, with tentacles, modifier avatars, pleasure manipulation, and superconductor losers."

Should we say that it is self-defeating or that wealth and honor are sought through risk?

Yan Huan didn't know either, but he could only muster up the courage to walk towards the bedding.

In the darkness, he gently grasped the edge of the quilt.

She lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing the white lining of her shrine maiden costume.

I've forgotten everything, but at least I can still borrow some old clothes from the villagers.

But Anle didn't have the right size for her, so now she could only sleep in the shrine maiden costume with the red skirt removed and the white lining.

Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lay down on the cold quilt.

Anle's body temperature seemed to be low, or maybe he hadn't been lying in there for too long. In any case, there was no warmth in the bedding at all. Even when Yan Huan lay down in it, he could still feel the cold of the night.

"call"

Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief and lay down completely in the cold, but he didn't feel relaxed in his heart.

"Rustle. Rustle."

The next second, in the darkness, Yan Huan heard the sound of bedding rubbing coming from Anle's direction.

She turned toward herself.

Even in the darkness, Yan Huan could feel her direct and eager gaze.

pill

Yan Huan didn't take off the mask of expression management. His heart was beating fast and he was trying to take the initiative to find a topic.

This has two advantages. One is that you can get the information, and the other is that you can divert Anle's attention and prevent her from being unable to control herself and bringing up the matter in advance.

"install"

Unexpectedly, just as he opened his mouth, he heard Anle ask,

"Xiao Huan, can I ask you for a favor?"

coming!

Yan Huan's spirit tensed up, but he turned his head slightly with a normal expression to look in her direction.

After staying in the darkness for a while, Yan Huan could vaguely see the outline of her face with the bright moonlight coming in from outside.

She leaned sideways, moving slightly closer to Yan Huan. The already massive waves squeezed the little space left between them.

"Yeah, of course."

Yan Huan watched her movements closely, alert to any possible disturbance.

"Xiao Huan you"

Anle pursed her lips and asked shyly,

"Can you tell me a little story, the ones you told me when you put me to sleep when I was little?"

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Yan Huan, who was originally on high alert, was stunned when he heard An Le's words.

that's all?

Yan Huan couldn't figure out Anle's purpose for a moment, but it was a good thing that she didn't use pleasure to fill herself up at this moment.

I had been planning to change the subject, and it would be even better if it could lift her low spirits.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan smiled slightly and said,

"Okay, then, let's tell you a story about the ugly duckling."

In fact, Yan Huan thought that his storytelling skills were average, and he was not a romantic person in his previous life, otherwise he would not have been a single mother until now.

As a result, from the South Side to the present, his storytelling skills have generally been clumsy and dry.

At first, Yan Huan was a little absent-minded. After all, he still couldn't understand Anle's intention.

But as he began to speak, the small room seemed to grow quiet, as if there was nothing else but the story of the “Ugly Duckling”.

"In the end, the ugly duckling turned into a swan with pure white feathers. So, this story tells us that gold will always shine."

It was not until a long time later, even when he was almost done speaking, that Anle had no reaction.

Therefore, Yan Huan, who was surprised, could not help but turn his head to look at An Le beside him.

"I'm done."

He was about to speak with a smile, but suddenly he was stunned.

Because the girl next to him was looking at him quietly at that moment.

Drops of tears slid down the edges of her eyes as she looked straight at him, gathered at her chin and fell on the pillow.

But she didn't even blink, just staring at herself blankly.

That gaze felt familiar to Yan Huan.

Because when they were little, she had seen herself like this countless times when she shared the same bed with her.

But at this moment, only at this moment, for some reason, she burst into tears.

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Looking at the crystal tears in the moonlight, Yan Huan's smile faded a little bit unconsciously.

Like flowing water, it took away the mask of expression covering his face.

"Peace and happiness."

He couldn't help but murmur something to bring the girl who was staring at him back to her senses.

She quickly raised her hands and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes awkwardly.

"Sorry, I... I'm just too happy. It feels like I've gone back to the past with Xiao Huan, so..."

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After wiping away her tears, she smiled foolishly again.

"Xiao Huanying must find it strange that he's still thinking about his childhood even though he's already this old."

".No."

Yan Huan just felt

Feeling a little guilty?

Because he actually lay down with caution, but he didn't expect this.

At this moment, looking at Anle's smiling face as she wiped her tears, Yan Huan did not feel the "happiness" in her words.

Maybe a little bit, but more of it is sadness.

For some reason, Yan Huan really wanted to relieve the deep sadness at this moment.

So, he didn't wear a mask, but raised his hands and hugged Anle through the quilt.

"woo"

The distance was not shortened, Anle's eyes narrowed slightly and she made a cute sound.

"We are in that kind of relationship now, right? So, can I hug you?"

Hearing Yan Huan's voice beside her, Anle's lips trembled slightly.

The tears that she had just wiped away suddenly came out from nowhere. She bit her lip and nodded slightly.

"Xiao Huan, you can do anything to me."

"Please don't say such weird things."

Yan Huan smiled helplessly, but where Anle couldn't see, his expression was a little complicated.

But because Anle had no feeling in his limbs, and Yan Huan had laid a quilt on top of him, Anle couldn't feel anything clearly.

So, the next second she was brave, raised her hand, placed it on Yan Huan's arm, and deepened the hug.

This wasn't Yan Huan's first hug.

During the previous hypnosis, Ye Shiyu and Bai Yi had hugged me.

Ye Shiyu's hugs were always suffocating, as if they were going to swallow you up.

But Anle's hug felt very strange.

It was as if his body was a precious thing, so he had to touch it with caution, for fear of damaging it.

Until this moment, Yan Huan realized that his previous vigilance against An Le

It was as if he was treating her like Ye Shiyu.

It was also at that moment when his guard was slightly relaxed that everything about the girl turned into perception and flooded into Yan Huan's brain.

The slight fragrance of her hair, her proud softness, her slightly cool body temperature

Everything was like fuel that hit the stove in Yan Huan's lower abdomen and started to burn fiercely.

Make up for the loss!

At this moment, in Yan Huan's brain command room, several little Yan Huans were in chaos.

"No, she's our childhood sweetheart, and we treat her like our sister!!"

"It's the best, it's the best"

"But, I was just telling a story, but she..."

"Then why did she use the modifier to do that to us before?"

Several little Yan Huans were pushing each other in front of the command room, and were engaged in a fierce analysis of the current situation.

But behind them, the little Yan Huan with a small head had stood on the command platform at some point.

"Everyone, be quiet!!"