Love Purification Agreement

That is, every time Yan Huan tried to think about the events in the shrine where Ye Shiyu hypnotized him and even how he was later transferred to the divine land, his memory would try its best to stop him.

Don’t say it, if there was no resistance, Yan Huanbao would not think about it and would just forget all these things.

Yan Huan also discovered something strange.

Although his brain should have forgotten the fact that he and Anle had slept in the divine land, whenever Yan Huan thought of Anle, some unnecessary sensations would pop up in his mind.

The warmth of her body, the fragrance of her hair, her softness as she slept beside him.

It seems that the brain has forgotten, but the body still remembers the beauty and tranquility of that time.

Brain?

Body?

Huh.

As Yan Huan was thinking, inspiration suddenly struck him.

He suddenly thought of a clever way to control Ye Shiyu, and even other hosts in the future.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, because as his consciousness became clearer, he gradually realized that he seemed to be in someone's arms.

"Well"

He groaned in a depressed tone, as if he had just woken up.

It turned out that he was leaning in Anle's arms.

No wonder it's so soft and comfortable.

It seems that I am really going to betray the flat-chested faction?

"Xiao Huan, wake up, you forgot everything."

Beside him, Anle's worried words suddenly came to his mind, but he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly straightened Yan Huan.

After all, she has now completed the memory correction and is no longer Xiao Huan's girlfriend.

Resting in my arms is hard to explain.

"Ah, Anle, am I asleep?"

Yan Huan pretended that his memory was corrected, touched his head with a headache, and then looked at An Le, whose face was slightly red.

"Well, Xiao Huan, you rested after you got on the plane."

Anle smiled slightly and smoothed the long hair at her temples, but a trace of imperceptible loss flashed in her eyes.

after all

After that, Xiao Huan will return to the state where she only sees herself as her younger sister.

It was her choice.

"I see. By the way, Sakuramiya."

"President, I'm here."

Behind him, Sakuramiya Hitomi's dry voice was heard, which made Yan Huan stunned and quickly turned his head away.

"Ok?"

But I saw Sakuramiya Hitomi slumped on the seat next to me, looking exhausted and as if she was burned out.

It turned out that she had held Yan Huan for more than an hour.

Later, I couldn't hold it any longer, so I let Anle take over for more than ten minutes.

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Yan Huan knew what happened at a glance, but at this moment, he could only pretend to be confused with some guilt.

"Sakura, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Sakuramiya Hitomi coughed lightly, straightened up with difficulty, and tried to pretend that nothing had happened.

However, she looked like she was about to collapse, and it was hard to hold it in.

By the way, Sakuramiya's body

Is it worse than before?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Yan Huan immediately realized the problem.

In particular, the previous example of Anle losing sensation in his limbs is still before our eyes.

However, Sakuramiya's condition is not serious yet.

Although it didn't reach a life-or-death situation where Yan Huan had to worry about who to give the "life-saving crab medicine" to, it did make Yan Huan realize the urgency.

If we don't curb the modifier, we're going to be in trouble.

This time, Anle can still use crab medicine.

But next time, there may not be crab medicine.

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Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn't help but clench his fists.

You really have to use your skills to do this.

"Let's go, let's get off the plane."

"Um"

Sakuramiya Hitomi unbuckled her seat belt and stood up shakily.

Afraid that Yan Huan would notice something strange, she also found a topic to ask,

"Then President, let's go back to our apartment first. I wonder if Spencer has come back yet."

".No, Sakuramiya."

However, Yan Huan shook his head, stretched out his hand to Sakuramiya Hitomi, and asked,

"Can I borrow your phone first?"

“Well, it’s possible, but…”

Sakuramiya obediently turned off the airplane mode and handed over his phone.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw Yan Huan open Plane and then open Ye Shiyu's chat box.

As expected, there has been no response to the message sent to Ye Shiyu this morning.

Looking at the interface, Yan Huan thought for a second and pressed the voice input button.

"Sister Shiyu, I'm already in Tokyo. I heard from Sakuramiya that you're not feeling well. Can you tell me where you are? We'll come right over."

send!

"Hey? Do you want to go find Ye Shiyu first?"

Facing Sakuramiya Hitomi's surprise, Yan Huan smiled slightly and nodded.

That’s right, he planned to find Ye Shiyu first.

Mitsui Garden Hotel Ginza, Chuo-ku, Tokyo.

Yan Huan looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi's phone, then raised his eyes and looked at the hotel entrance in front of him.

"This is it."

Behind them, Sakuramiya Hitomi and Anle couldn't help but look at each other, with unfathomable emotions in their eyes.

This is the address Ye Shiyu sent after hearing Yan Huan's voice.

It seems that after leaving Sakuramiya Hitomi's apartment, she stayed in this hotel.

"Click~"

The automatic door opened and Yan Huan walked towards the elevator.

Ye Shiyu gave the house number, so all I had to do was go upstairs and find her.

Luckily, there were only three of them in the elevator.

As a result, just as the elevator door was about to close, a hand suddenly reached out from outside and stopped the elevator door from closing.

"I'm so sorry, sir."

There were two female front desk staff, followed by an elderly man in a women's suit, who seemed to be a cleaning lady.

They were about to press the floor button, but when they saw Yan Huan and the others press it, they withdrew their hands.

They were going to the same floor.

"Ms. Fukuyama, are you sure you saw blades all over the floor of 0511 when you went to clean up this morning?"

"That's right. When I went to clean, I pushed the door open and it was pitch black inside. I could only vaguely see the blades scattered on the floor at the door."

The cleaner swallowed his saliva and said nervously,

"I was scared at the time, and then I heard a girl's scary voice in the room, telling me to leave the room quickly."

0511?

As he listened, Yan Huan couldn't help but glance at Sakuramiya Hitomi's phone.

The room number sent by Ye Shiyu was exactly 0511.

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blade?

No way.

Ye Shiyu, you are not going to try your hand at the mine system and give yourself a blast with your sword, right?

Hajiye, you already have the honorary titles of Master of Hypnosis, Master of Zero-Frame Start, Master of Name Writing, and Master Ye.

Add to that the fact that there is a master of flower knife modification, I’m afraid Aunt Ye’s family really needs to hire an expert.

Could it be that there is an evil spirit possessing him?

"And a girl?"

"Well, anyway, he sounds young."

The two receptionists looked at each other, and the other receptionist reminded,

"That girl is a foreign tourist. Her passport has the contact information of her relatives. Do you want it?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan finally couldn't help but speak.

"No need. I should be considered her relative. We are here to find her."

"You? You are?"

"I'm her brother, not her biological brother."

I don't know why this modifier was added.

The two staff members looked at each other, both doubting it.

But anyway, the elevator door was already open at this moment, revealing the corridor outside.

0511

"This girl has been living here for four days, and it seems she hasn't come out even for a single day. The screen at the door kept showing Do Not Disturb for the past few days, but it seems she forgot to press it yesterday, so..."

They quickly arrived at the door of the room. Looking at the tightly closed door, Yan Huan narrowed his eyes.

Seeing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi gently pressed the doorbell.

"Ding dong~"

By the way, she also left a message:

"Ye Shiyu, the president and we are here to see you."

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