"I don't allow it!" Ji Ruyu listened to Ji Baimo's words as if he took it for granted, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted slightly, and he walked straight in front of Ji Baimo, blocking Ji Baimo's way, and the hand he put under him tightened slightly into a fist, as if to cheer himself up.

Ji Ruyu and Ji Baimo are two completely different people.

Ji Ruyu is young and immature, full of unsmoothed edges and corners, sharp, like the rising sun, full of vitality, dazzling and brave, dare to do whatever she wants, like a person to say it directly, never make the slightest cover-up, so even in the face of the person he is afraid of, he still stands in front of the person he is afraid of, just to protect the girl he likes.

And Ji Baimo, who was standing in front of Ji Ruyu, had all his edges and corners and edges converged, like a pool of ink that couldn't see the bottom at all, you never knew what he was thinking, never knew whether his joys, sorrows, and sorrows were true or false, his face was always a mask, with a faint smile, and his slightly raised peach blossom eyes were frivolous, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking about writing or what he would do in the next second in those amber eyes.

It's always been a cover-up, no one can see through what you cover, whether it's love or hate, it's all very well hidden.

"Oh?" Ji Baimo had a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and glanced at Ji Ruyu with a squint, even though he couldn't add much pressure, this gaze made Ji Ruyu's breathing become a little slow and stagnant.

"In what capacity do you not allow it, Ruyu. Ji Baimo walked in front of Ji Ruyu, he and gently hugged Yan Bai in his arms, just like holding a fragile doll, the movements in his hands were as light as possible, in fact, if it was usual, as long as there was a little movement Yan Bai would wake up, but now, Yan Bai was too tired, starting from the fever, the body entered the stage of weakness, and then escaping the killer, bumps along the way, even if she was wrapped in Uncle Shuai's coat, she still caught a cold, aggravated the cold, and the high fever temperature on her body rose again.

"I don't have an identity, but uncle, have you ever asked Baibai what she thinks, and whether she is willing. Ji Ruyu naturally couldn't answer Ji Baimo's question, what identity, he didn't have an identity, he just liked Yan Bai, but he didn't say anything, Ji Ruyu looked at Ji Baimo in front of him, and didn't know why he suddenly wanted to ask, so what is Ji Baimo's identity for Yan Bai.

He also wanted to ask Ji Baimo if he had always remembered the person six years ago, why did he have to focus on Yan Bai again, and he had to be involved with Yan Bai, an emotionless person like Uncle would hurt Yan Bai one day, he didn't want this to happen, he wanted to ...... Try your best to protect Yan Bai, so the strength is slight.

"If she didn't want to, why would she come to Ji's house. Ji Baimo naturally saw Ji Ruyu's thoughts, he opened his mouth lightly, and his words were ruthless.

Ji Ruyu listened to Ji Baimo's words and didn't refute it, because this was a fact, and he couldn't refute it.

looked at the sleeping Yan Bai, Yan Bai looked more well-behaved when he was asleep than when he was awake, and he was a little less alienated......

But he still felt ...... I couldn't touch her.