Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Yan Ran showed a very shallow and clean smile against the mottled marks on his neck.

"At that time, I will give Brother Xiao Yu a surprise."

Ye Yu's eyelids twitched, his mouth moved a few times, but he still didn't say anything.

Yan Ran hugged him, and pressed an innocent kiss on the corner of his mouth.

Softly said: "Brother Xiaoyu, I really like you."

"And you, do you like me?"

He asked so cautiously, with unconscious expectations, those amber eyes seemed to be filled with stars, no one was willing to let these eyes dim.

But the man just lowered his head and pursed his lips, his cold jawline looked so inhuman.

The long silence made Yan Ran feel colder and colder. When Ye Yu reached out and pulled her arm away, he couldn't help but said, "Brother Xiaoyu, do you like me a little bit, even a little bit?"

Ye Yu was silent for a while, then said lightly, "Maybe."

This is easy for a man, but for Yan Ran, it is like a poisonous needle piercing his heart, and the pain is unbearable.

maybe.

These three words are full of perfunctory and impatience.

If you really liked it, even if it was only a little bit, you probably wouldn't say this sentence.

Ye Yu poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Yan Ran.

Without hesitation, Yan Ran drank it in one gulp.

Yan Ran lowered her long eyelashes to hide the sad emotions in her eyes, not wanting to be discovered by the man, so she said in a low voice, "Brother Xiao Yu, come early tomorrow."

Ye Yu didn't notice anything unusual, or he did, and didn't care, turned around and left.
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Little Fuzi never expected such a terrible day.

He was stopped outside Qiankun Palace by tall and burly guards.

He could vaguely hear the voice inside, it wasn't very real, but he was sure it must be Yan Ran's.

From the vague syllables, he heard pain, despair, and various emotions of collapse.

This made Xiao Fuzi's eyes darken, and it seemed that this syllable was always echoing in his ears, getting clearer and louder.

He was panting heavily, trying to stabilize his emotions, his mind was already blank.

In daylight, the emperor didn't go to court early, so he didn't attract anyone's attention. It was the same as usual, except that the imperial guards in the Hall of Mental Cultivation added a layer.

But the emperor said he was sick and had been recuperating in the palace.

Of course Xiao Fuzi didn't believe this nonsense, yesterday the emperor was still happily saying in front of him that he would give Ye Yu an impressive birthday banquet, and he wanted it to be spectacular.

How could it be possible that he fell ill today, and he couldn't even walk.

Xiao Fuzi pretended to be a eunuch delivering food and barely avoided the sight of those people, but was finally discovered.

The door of the temple is closed tightly, and all the light is cut out during the day.

The leaves are swaying, and the golden sun shines through the clouds, and the broken leaves are all on the ground.

It's hot when the wind blows.

Xiao Fuzi lowered his head, and slowly grasped the food box in his hand with his fingers, his joints turning blue.

He lowered his eyes and stood straight at the door. Most of his body was bathed in the scorching sun, and he was sweating profusely.

All of a sudden, Xiao Fuzi heard an indistinct sticky and ambiguous voice.

And the people around didn't seem to hear it at all, standing like a log.

The uneasiness in his heart was magnified, and Xiao Fuzi carried the food box, and because he wanted to rush in without any consideration, fortunately, he restrained this terrible thought.

He lowered his head, and his feet seemed to be integrated with the group of wooden figures.

"Do not……"

Intermittently, it is covered with a thick layer of yarn.

Xiao Fuzi's face turned pale all of a sudden, he heard it right, it was His Majesty's voice.

Yan Ran's originally soft and clear voice seemed to be covered with a layer of mist and trills, showing helplessness and pitiful resistance, like a small animal driven to a corner.