She turned and walked out of the room.

The moonlight sprinkled on the courtyard, making the long figure overlap with the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

His back gave her a sense of safety and security.

The breeze blew, and his gorgeous clothes fluttered lightly, making him exude an elegant feeling, and his hair was not willing to fly lonely.

He stood in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, how could he feel that his gaze was so sad.

Her heart twitched, her curved willow eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and she raised her steps and walked slowly towards Mo Junxie.

Standing behind him, within arm's reach, but she just stood and did nothing.

"Let's go." Ye Haitian is still in the ancestral hall, she should go and report to him that he is safe, and by the way, help him loosen his bonds, and then receive the punishment.

Passing past him, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took Ye Zhimad into his arms.

As usual, there was no trace of warmth on her head, and she rubbed it a few times, but it was full of pampering.

She asked him, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"No, I want to hug you." The deep voice was slightly hoarse, but it contained indescribable emotions.

"Well, don't be so clingy." Ye Zhifang raised his hand and grabbed the clothes around his waist, although she said so, she did not resist such a hug, which was more real than a kiss.

"If I don't stick to you, who else can I stick to, huh." He rubbed his chin against her head and said with warmth.

She nudged him, looked up, and looked at the handsome man.

His eyes always made her feel that there was a lake of clear water, and when he looked at her, the surface of the water was calm and unwavering, but when he looked at others, he would feel that the lake was too deep to see.

He reached out and grabbed her hands and put them on his chest, and the other hand hugged her petite body, and he really wanted not to let go of her for a moment.

"There's a request, you have to agree to me." Ye Zhimad raised his face slightly and said domineeringly.

"Okay, you mention it, I'll try to agree." Mo Junxie hooked his thin lips and said softly.

She patted him the chest and said, "What does it mean to try your best to agree, this matter, you must agree." ”

"Okay, okay, okay, I have to promise you as much as I can."

"......" she glared at him, then lowered her head and said, "Later, I will apologize to my father, and besides, ...... Well, you are not allowed to carry it against my father in the future, you can play tricks on anyone, but you can't talk nonsense to my father. ”

After saying that, he looked up at him again.

He stared at her, but he didn't speak for a long time, and even the smile on his face was taken back.

He looked very serious at the moment, and it was impossible to tell if he was angry or not.

"......" she also stared at him speechless for a long time.

The two were silent for an unknown amount of time.

In the end, it was Ye Zhimad who broke the tranquility.

Pushed Mo Junxie: "Hey, dumb." ”

"Nope!"

"Then you squeak."

"Squeak......

“！！！” Her face darkened, she tightened the placket of his clothes, and raised her fist to slash him: "You are really naïve. ”

"You made me like this, and you thought I wanted to."

"Let's go, go and get my dad out." She didn't bother to talk to him, so she loosened his shirt, turned around, and walked out of the yard.

Mo Junxie obediently followed behind her, and when he was about to reach the ancestral hall, he suddenly walked quickly to her side and replied to what happened when he was in the courtyard just now: "Okay, I promise you, as long as your father doesn't mess with me, I will definitely not make him angry." ”