"My surname is Mu," Ye Yimu thought for a while and replied. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She could feel that the man in front of her was very powerful, and there was the aura of a king emanating from the inside out.

Also, don't they all say that the man in front of him is spicy and "beautiful", and he may not be a disaster...

"Where to stay?" Leng Zitian didn't know why, he just wanted to understand her.

Looking into her eyes, there is always a feeling of familiarity and attachment.

The "orphan" is sick, this beautiful man.

"Where do you stay?"

"Main Street"

"Tomorrow?"

"Broken Temple"

……

"Zitian" After going through the fixed mode of N questions and answers, Leng Zitian is finally not so cold, he said seriously.

When he is stupid, it is obvious that Leng Zitian just wants to talk to her, and he doesn't care about Ye Yimu's fooling.

"Huh?" Ye Yimu picked up the snack and took a bite.

"You can call me Zitian" Leng Zitian thought she hadn't heard clearly, and kindly explained.

"Oh" Ye Yimu frowned slightly, this name seemed familiar to her.

"I went to the wrong room" Ye Yimu repeated the first sentence, Sao Nian, I went to the wrong room, can I go.

"You ask me. "Leng Zitian is very serious.

Ye Yimu blinked his eyes and stared carefully at the beautiful man in front of him. It's so strange that no one has ever spoken to him? Do you have to talk to a stranger?

"You ask me. Leng Zitian didn't understand and explained seriously.

Ye Yimu lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up at Leng Zitian again. "You're a puppet?"

It's too similar, there is wood, there is a mechanical question and answer, from the beginning to the present, it is an expression, that is, there is no expression. It must be a puppet.

But this puppet is so realistic, there is wood, that is, how can a person look so perfect.

The shadow guard in the shadows is petrified. Miss Mu is too majestic and majestic, this is completely the rhythm of looking for death. The prince is a real person, okay?

Ye San has always hidden his breath in the dark, and his own prince doesn't let him come out, and he can't be too far away from the prince.

So, this accidentally heard the whole thing.

"No," Leng Zitian replied very seriously.

Ye San felt that the whole person was not good, is this still the prince? What about the prince who cherishes words like gold? What about the prince who is so cold that people shiver? What about the prince who is like people like air?...

The current situation is that the prince of his family is "teasing" other people's little girls?...

This picture is very... Subtle!

"Actually, I went to the wrong room. Ye Yimu was a little helpless, with a hint of sorrow.

Sao Nian, sister is just careless, is it necessary? Let my sister go?...

"Can I find you?" Leng Zitian asked again.

It's the inquiry, yes, you heard it right. It's an inquiry... After going through N affirmative sentences, we ushered in the inquiry sentence.

Night Three: I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything...

"Of course. Ye Yimu smiled slightly. If you can find it.

Because of the meal, Ye Yimu took off the veil after entering the private room of the restaurant. Later, I forgot to wear it.

Stunned, Leng Zitian stared at Ye Yimu motionlessly, looking at her and smiling slightly, Leng Zitian was stunned.

It's a little warm...

"Let's talk next time" Ye Yimu was stared at and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

One lifted Xiaobai, who was asleep in the chair. It flashed non-stop.

This beautiful man is too weird!

……

After Ye Yimu left, Leng Zitian came back to his senses, and Yesan knelt on his side on one foot.

Leng Zitian waved his right hand slightly, and Ye San turned around and left.

"Wait," Leng Zitian half-squinted and looked out the window, "fine." Secret"

Yesan was stunned for a second and disappeared.

I want all her information, be careful, check it secretly, and don't let her find out.

Ye Yimu turned left and right all the way... Stop-and-go... In the end, he flashed into the wooden garden like a ghost.

Beautiful night, brilliant starry sky.

Ye Yimu sat on the roof as usual...

With his hands on his cheeks and his eyes slightly closed...

Child... Sky... Ye Yimu didn't know why he suddenly thought of this name. Shaking his head slightly, the figure jumped, and the roof was empty.

Respect a certain mansion and study in the imperial capital of the Southern Kingdom

Leng Zitian carefully flipped through the information in front of him page by page, and there was still no superfluous expression on his cold face.

That is Ye Yimu's information, and there are no details in the fourteen years of life. Plain as day.

When he saw the last page, there was a strange fluctuation in Leng Zitian's heart...