"Let her go!"

The voice behind her was so familiar, with a coldness and alienation that made Yan Yihan tremble, she had a momentary sway, because she felt that she must have heard it wrong and hallucinated, otherwise how could she hear An Mubing's voice?

Standing firm, she didn't look back, but nodded to the air guard, and walked straight forward.

Suddenly, Yan Yihan felt that her right wrist was grabbed from behind, and her cold fingertips touched her skin, and Yan Yihan trembled.

With her mouth slightly open, under her huge sunglasses was an incredibly surprised face.

Slowly turning his head, without exception, Yan Yihan met An Mubing's cold eyes.

An Mubing was wearing a white shirt made of linen, black hair, and a few strands of bangs hanging between his eyebrows, which made his face even more inhospitable.

At that moment, Yan Yihan really thought he was dreaming, why was An Mubing here?!

An Mubing didn't say anything, the hand holding her wrist, grabbed her hand, tightened tightly, glanced at the air security guard who reached out to support Yan Yihan just now, and then didn't say anything, and pulled her off the plane.

Walking in the VIP passage, Yan Yihan looked at An Mubing, who was one step faster than herself, and his side face, which had appeared in her dreams countless times, was so familiar.

His nose instantly became sore, and tears fell like this.

She could have a myriad of reasons to reject him, but at this moment, she didn't want to do anything.

After the two of them left the airport, Yan Yihan found out that An Mubing didn't have anything on her, and she still had a suitcase.

There were many taxis parked outside Ngurah Rai Airport, An Mubing held Yan Yihan's hand in one hand and carried the suitcase in the other, and as soon as he walked in front of one of the taxis, the black driver inside got out of the car and helped them put the suitcase in the trunk.

An Mubing said the name of a hotel in English to the driver, and then the taxi started slowly.

Yan Yihan and An Mubing sat in the back seat together, her eyes drooped and fell on the hands of the two of them, and the nerves in her body seemed to open a fine net, making her sharp hairs stand up.

A face that always had a good-looking and gentle smile suddenly appeared in his mind, and he would call her affectionately, Yi Han, that was Xia Dongyi.

In an instant, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, Yan Yihan suddenly felt like a dream, and suddenly realized what he was doing.

She struggled to pull her hand, a palpable look of panic on her face.

An Mubing didn't say anything, just showed his thoughts with his actions, he held Yan Yihan's hand tightly, and she frowned with great strength, it hurt a lot.

Looking at An Mubing with a side face, he was holding the face that was handsome even if he was expressionless, his eyes looked ahead, and he didn't say a word.

Yan Yihan was not afraid, but he felt that his heart was sore and swollen, swollen to the point of pain, and he wanted to cry in pain.

The taxi drove all the way forward, on the sun-shrouded road, on both sides of the blue intoxicating sea, from a distance, the sea level is about to connect with the horizon, the two are connected together, mighty and mighty, until the end of the world.

Yan Yihan blinked his eyes in a trance, his nose was filled with the smell of sunlight and seawater, fresh and intoxicating.

In less than forty minutes, the taxi stopped in front of a very beautiful hotel, An Mubing took out the money from his wallet, and the two got off the car.

Standing on the gravel road in front of the hotel, Yan Yihan finally couldn't help it, and asked softly, "An Mubing, what do you want to do?"

An Mubing stopped and slowly looked at Yan Yihan, his eyes like night, even under the sun, still exuded a cold aura.

"Why did you leave Hong Kong all of a sudden?"

An Mubing's voice was still low and pleasant, and he asked instead of answering.

Yan Yihan was sad in her heart, An Mubing was close at hand, and even he stubbornly held her hand, but why, did she think he was so far away?

Yan Yihan didn't want to answer the question he asked knowingly, and he felt that there was no need to answer it.

couldn't pull her hand back, she just said lightly, "I'm tired and want to go abroad for vacation."

An Mubing's thin lips opened lightly, but with a firm meaning, "You went to the airport and directly asked for the fastest flight to take off, looking at your appearance, you don't even know that this flight is flying to Bali, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Yan Yihan looked at An Mubing's black eyes through the brown glass lenses, and there were turbulent waves in her heart, but her face was the same, and she said softly, "Where I go, it shouldn't have anything to do with you!"

An Mubing looked straight back at Yan Yihan, she saw the anger in his eyes, and after a long while, he said loudly, "Stay with me for seven days!"

Yan Yihan chuckled in his heart, what does it mean to accompany him for seven days?

An Mubing held Yan Yihan's hand tightly, as if she might disappear at any time.

He was about to go to the hotel, but Yan Yihan stood still, and he looked back at her.

"What are you and I?"

Yan Yihan's gaze did not meet An Mubing, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and her voice sounded a little distant.

An Mubing's white skin seemed to have a layer of gold edges under the sunlight, but there was no warmth at all, he spoke, his voice was calm, "You're going to marry Xia Dongyi, aren't you?"

Yan Yihan couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand, An Mubing didn't allow it, he exerted his strength slightly, but when he saw the unhappy and tolerant look on her face, he relaxed again.

"You know that we're going to get married, what do you mean by that?"

Yan Yihan raised his eyes to look at An Mubing, with displeasure on his face.

An Mubing's gaze naturally fell on the hands of the two of them, as if with a hint of childishness, he said stubbornly, "We are not married yet!"

Yan Yihan saw the struggle that flashed in An Mubing's eyes, and at that moment, she didn't know what expression to use to face him.

She was already so miserable, she was already hiding far away, why did he still come to provoke her?!

"An Mubing, we all ......"

"Yan Yihan!"

An Mubing suddenly exerted force, Yan Yihan was caught off guard and fell into his arms, he hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones.

Yan Yihan didn't finish his words, choked in his throat, but he couldn't say a word anymore.

"Give me seven days, and stay with me for seven days as if nothing had happened......"

An Mubing's somewhat softened voice sounded in Yan Yihan's ears, and the mist gradually gathered in her eyes, and finally by accident, a large tear fell out, soaked in his flaxen-colored white shirt, and a puddle of water was fainted.

Closing his eyes, Yan Yihan slowly stretched out his hand, I don't know how long he hesitated, and finally wrapped it around his waist.