On the second night of the integration of the three districts, the exhausted Ye Yang was getting ready to sleep. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and Dongfang Yu, who was still dressed in a long dress, walked in.

"It's eleven o'clock, why don't you go to bed yet?" Ye Yang, who had just finished taking a bath, was blowing his hair with a hair dryer, rubbed his head, and frowned.

Dongfang Yu didn't speak, silently went to the kitchen to boil water, and then made Ye Yang a cup of coffee.

The water is boiling and the coffee is bitter.

Ye Yang drank slowly, sat on the sofa and read a book.

Since these days, he has become accustomed to the busyness of Dongfang Yu behind him. Wash his clothes, cook, and clean him.

After doing everything as usual, Dongfang Yu took off his apron and sat down beside Ye Yang.

Ye Yang glanced at her and found that she seemed to have something on her mind tonight. With a heavy face, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Dongfang Yu looked up at the ceiling, moved to Ye Yang's side abnormally, hesitated, and slowly rested his head on his shoulder. But he did not speak.

This is the first time that the two have been intimate.

Looking at Dongfang Yu's beautiful side face and smelling the mesmerizing fragrance on her body, Ye Yang put down the cup, thought for a while, and asked the question that had been suppressed for a long time.

"Can you tell me what your identity is?" Ye Yang Zhengse said, "Why do you know so much." Why is the information so accurate every time?"

Dongfang Yu changed to look at the TV set in front of him again, and answered the question: "How much do you know about Organization L?"

Ye Yang was stunned for a moment, and his mind couldn't help but think of that pretty and quiet face, the weak figure that accompanied him to suffer in the mountains for more than a month. Sighing, "I don't know much. I only know that Xiao Yun should be in it, and the L organization has also provided me with information many times before, which has helped me a lot. ”

"Another year. Dongfang Yu said softly: "When the time comes, when that woman grows up completely, you will understand how terrifying the L organization is." ”

This is the end. Dongfang Yu is deliberately avoiding the question of his identity.

Ye Yang suddenly felt sleepy, put down the book, and boredly picked up Dongfang Yu's palm and put it in his palm. In this way, the big palm is against the small palm, one yellow and the other black, forming an extremely sharp contrast.

Ye Yang watched and watched blankly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally slowly collapsed on the sofa.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to fall asleep, he heard Dongfang Yu's almost ethereal voice: "If one day, if you want to meet Liu Xiaoyun, then you have to go to Yangbei Bar first." ”

Dongfang Yu took the cup on the table, poured out the coffee that was still mixed with sleeping pills, cleaned it and put it away, and returned to the living room.

She put Ye Yang's feet back on the sofa, let him lie down, took a blanket from the side and covered him, then squatted down, silently staring at this face that was not handsome, but the more she looked at it, the more she looked at it, the corners of her mouth hooked an arc, which was extremely bitter.

"After all, I still can't do it. She cautiously reached out her hand, like a smile on her face, and gently stroked the man's face. Look at his jet-black hair, pursed lips, and high nose. It seems that you can't get tired of looking at it.

She looked back at the wall clock.

At half past eleven, it was almost time.

Sighing inexplicably, Dongfang Yu stood up, took out a notebook from a drawer on the side, and spread it out on the coffee table. Quickly wrote a few words on it.

Then, she looked around the room, and her soft face showed a hint of nostalgia.

The wallpaper, furnishings, coffee table, etc., are all placed by herself, everything. It all felt familiar to her.

Dongfang Yu watched silently and watched.

Finally, walk back to the couch and bend down again.

This time, her lips turned from light to heavy, and they were imprinted on Ye Yang's lips.

Her feelings. He doesn't understand.

It was close to midnight, and Dongfang Yu, who had left his home, had already arrived at a remote street outside the North District.

It's so dark that there's not even a street light.

She sat on a stone on the side of the road, staring for a long time in the direction she had come, her eyes a little wandering.

It was twelve o'clock.

A man suddenly appeared behind him, hidden in the darkness, and through the moonlight in the sky, he could see that his face was half of a mask, and the shape of the ghost's face was outlined with paint.

Dongfang Yu retracted his gaze. His face slowly returned to coldness.

"Are you here to stop me? The masked man's voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been wounded and had broken bellows.

"I'm not going to let you pass. Dongfang Yu stood up and looked at the masked man expressionlessly, unconsciously. A dagger had slipped from her sleeve, and she grabbed it tightly with her hand.

"That kid has no cultivation value, and no matter how much you help him, you can't change this reality. The masked man sneered: "The above has already decided to give up on him a long time ago, not only did you not erase him, but you actually fell in love with him, I really don't know what to do!"

Dongfang Yu didn't speak, he still looked indifferent, which made the masked man extremely annoyed, and he couldn't help but roar: "You have thought about Dongfang Yu for me! If you get out of the way now, I can still act as if nothing has happened, otherwise once I report the facts, not only you, but even the forces behind you will also be implicated!"

"With me, you can't touch him. Dongfang Yu glanced back at the direction of the house, then bent down and tied a knot in the hem of his skirt. When I looked up again, my originally soft face was already full of murderous intent!

"Okay, that's good! I didn't expect you, who stood out from the third training program, to actually have feelings for that waste, and I'm really angry!" The masked man laughed angrily, saying that since you are obsessed, then I will kill you now, and then kill the garbage behind you!

As he spoke, the whole person had already moved forward at a very fast speed, and each of his hands took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it towards Dongfang Yu's lower abdomen and heart respectively.

Dongfang Yu dodged the attack in his chest by mistake, and the dagger in his hand slashed down, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding" in the air, and the masked man's knife was bounced off.

The two withdrew. Stand still a few steps away, each looking at each other warily.

"Yes, it's still very good. The masked man played with the taste: "How would that waste feel if he knew that you had been pretending to be weak, but your skills were far superior to him?"

Dongfang Yu didn't say a word, she simply proved her thoughts with her actions, and took the initiative to attack step by step, the dagger in her hand turned back and forth in her slender five fingers, like playing with a butterfly knife, flexible and quite steady. Constantly changing the direction of the attack.

The masked man didn't dare to be careless, although he was very confident in his skills, but the woman in front of him should not be underestimated, and he was in danger of dying if he was not careful.

Dongfang Yu pressed forward step by step, and the dagger in his hand began to change to an offensive method. Whether it is stabbing, waving, scratching, or ticking, it is long and coherent, all in one go.

Under her strong attack, the masked man finally exerted all his strength, and neither of them spoke again. While moving at high speed, they are engaged in a struggle that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Except for the faint sound of footsteps, in the night, only the occasional bright sparks remained.

"Wow--"

A tender and crisp cry woke Liu Xiaoyun up in her sleep.

She sat up from the bed. He whispered softly: "Good baby, mommy is here." He wrapped a small person next to him in a quilt and hugged him.

Although the child is not yet a full moon, she is used to waking up at this time, and knows that the child must be hungry, so she skillfully unbuttons her nightgown and feeds the child.

Looking at the fleshy little man in her arms, feeling the occasional sound of sucking, she stretched out a finger, and the child immediately grabbed it with a sharp heart, so tight, so steady. Liu Xiaoyun smiled sweetly.

During the day she works all day, and only then does she have time to enjoy what it's like to be a mother.

In this huge institution with no relatives, only a relationship between superiors and subordinates, daughters. is her only spiritual support.

After a while, the child had drunk enough, and finally stopped a little, with a pair of dark eyes, dripping and turning. Curiously looking at everything around him.

Liu Xiaoyun put her into the shaker next to the bed, shook it gently, hummed a beautiful nursery rhyme, casually took a clay figure next to the pillow in her hand, approached her daughter to show it, and whispered: "Xiao Nianyang, when you grow up, will your mother teach you to pinch clay figures?" ”