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Autumn in Chang'an City is very short, the dead leaves haven't floated for a long time, and the winter solstice is coming.

Yan Ran said to the public that he had been sick for a long time and had not been to court.

But it doesn't really make much difference with her or without her.
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The bustling streets, the sunshine shining on the cornices protruding between the green tiles and red walls everywhere, and the endless flow of cars and horses, all reflect the self-satisfaction of the prosperous age. Appreciate this bustling noise.

Yan Ran rarely came out, remember the last time she sneaked out to play, it was Xiao Fuzi who brought her out.

It was really innocent, and there was no trouble in playing around.

Now facing the bustling and noisy again, Yan Ran didn't have the same feeling as before.

Xiao Ci took her to see many beautiful scenery and strange troubles.

If someone else sees it here, they will be surprised, because Xiao Ci is too attentive, almost flattering, lowering his figure again and again, it seems that he only smiles to win the person in front of him.

But it's a pity that Yan Ran looked sleepy from the beginning to the end, she didn't seem to have much energy, her slender and thick eyelashes were half drooping, and she only took a look or two.

Xiao Ci stopped at a candy maker's stand, and his intuition told him that Yan Ran would like such a gadget.

The old stall owner made the sugar figurine very delicately, and he made a rabbit in a short while.

Xiao Ci brought it in front of Yan Ran, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Yan Ran didn't answer, he didn't want to eat very much, but he also knew that if he refused directly, the man would be annoyed, so he took a bite or two and threw it back to Xiao Ci.

The other party didn't dislike it at all, and ate everything.

After walking for a long time, Yan Ran just felt bored.

She stopped, and Xiao Ci noticed it almost immediately.

Yan Ran pursed her lips, as if she didn't know how to speak, her chin was delicate and white.

It's been cold recently, Yan Ran is also wearing thicker clothes, her eyebrows are clean and bright, standing there like a white jade statue.

"Xiao Ci."

The cool wind was blowing on the face, and it was a little painful. Yan Ran's voice was soft, the curve of the light-colored lips was beautiful, and the eyelashes were raised, revealing the amber color that had been half covered all along, as clear as the lakeside eyes.

"My feet hurt."

She was quiet, but the red mole on the tip of her nose was like a silent temptation, leading people to fall.

Xiao Ci looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then walked over and bent down.

Yan Ran was stunned for a moment, she hadn't expected the other party to be like this at all.

The man completely misunderstood what she meant, she just wanted to tell him that her feet hurt, she didn't want to go anymore, it was time to go back, and she was not interested in the outside world.

But in the eyes of men, it seemed that she was too delicate.

For a long time, there was no movement behind, Xiao Ci turned his head sideways, with a beautiful jaw line, and a low voice: "My lord, come up."

Yan Ran was unwilling.

And the man didn't get up, as if if she didn't go up, the other party would never get up again, it was really embarrassing to be so stubborn all the time.

Not long after, a light force fell on his back, his moist breath swept across his face, and a faint fragrance penetrated into his nose.

His eyes darkened slightly for a moment, his hands wrapped around his master's legs, his steps were steady, as if he was carrying a feather, without any pressure.

The strong and broad back was pressed against the soft and fragrant body of the other party, and the slender and lonely arms were wrapped around his neck, as if relying on him, but at the same time seemed to be attached.

Xiao Ci's Adam's apple rolled unbearably, with dark emotions surging in his eyes, he involuntarily clenched the soft thighs in his hands.

Yan Ran's expression was calm, and he suddenly asked: "Xiao Ci, do you think the things in the dream are real?"

The breath fell on the sensitive ears, and Xiao Ci's muscles tightened. Although he was still calm, his breathing was obviously messed up for a moment. "I think the dream is fake."

Yan Ran didn't feel anything wrong with the man at all, but lowered her head and thought carefully.

Her hand was cold, and then she raised her hand and pinched the man's neck weakly.

In the dream, Yan Ran's neck hurts.

It was so painful that I couldn't speak at all.

After being awakened countless times, she would touch her neck in fear.

The soft and cool palms were attached to the man's overheated skin, pinching his tight flesh, the gate of life was in his hands, Xiao Ci felt uncomfortable all over, and his breathing became turbid.

Even the most vulnerable place was pinched, but Xiao Ci didn't feel any danger, instead he felt itchy, the touched piece of skin seemed to be on fire.

The cold wind beat against his face, but Xiao Ci was so hot that sweat broke out from his forehead.

How much he wanted to put the cherry blossom-colored fingertips in his mouth and taste them carefully. Lewis was so empty that he couldn't wait to swallow it in his stomach.

A lot of intense and inexplicable emotions suddenly emerged in Yan Ran's heart, which were negative and...hatred.

From the very first glance, Yan Ran didn't like Xiao Ci, it could even be said that there was resentment, this sudden hatred was really inexplicable and without any reason.

She doesn't like Xiao Ci.

I don't like it at all.

No matter how well a man can pretend, he can't hide the essence of the evil spirit.

The eyelashes drooped down, and the corners of the eyes were forced to turn red, as if a layer of rouge had been applied.

The hand pinching the man's neck began to exert force slowly, and the fingertips turned red due to the force.

But the man didn't make a sound, and even carried her on his back and continued to walk forward.

The pampered, thin and slender little emperor didn't have the strength to pinch someone to death with his bare hands. Even with all his strength, Xiao Ci could only feel the lack of oxygen, and there was nothing else.

Xiao Ci let her make trouble like this, but she was a little worried that it might hurt if she pinched the other party's hand for a long time.

"Xiao Ci."

"Ah."

"I hate you."

"Ah."

"I hate you the most."

"Ah."

Xiao Ci blushed from being pinched, but Yan Ran cried first.

Half of her face was buried on his shoulders, tears fell drop by drop, her eyes were filled with a layer of fragile mist, and the moist eye sockets seemed to be filled with broken glass.

Biting her lip, whimpering.

Xiao Ci's brain swelled a bit, and his first reaction was to panic. He didn't know why he panicked, suppressed the ups and downs in his chest, and said calmly, "Your Majesty, let me tell you a joke."

The man is obviously not very good at telling jokes, he is not good at telling jokes, and speaking in that cold voice is even more nondescript.

But Yan Ran let out a chuckle, tears were still in her eyes, but her soft lips were curved.

The strength in his hand also loosened a little, as if he was stroking a man's neck.
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The man with dark hair and white skin hugged the man's neck, smiling brightly, innocently.

Ye Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently, with a gloomy chill in his eyes.

This story is about to be finished~