Yan Mo Yu. ”

Yu Wanhuan looked up at Yan Moyu with tears in his eyes, and then said: "You said that I was waiting for you tonight, and you still talk about me like this now, where did you put me?" You know how ugly it will make me when you say that—"

"I'm sorry—"

Looking at Yan Moyu with this aggrieved look, his reason was left behind at this time.

"Hang me."

When Yu Wanhuan heard Yan Moyu say this, the grievances in his heart were even stronger. It wasn't until this moment that she felt that Yan Moyu in front of her was the lover in her memory.

But the previous sense of inferiority for love made Yu Duanhuan dare not have greater presumptuousness, and the moment he heard Yan Moyu's apology, Yu Duanhuan's mind once again remembered the thing he had done with the girl named Xuan'er before, so that her face, which had just recovered a little flushed, lost its blood color again.

He and that girl, but they already have a husband and wife, if she is now-

Then wouldn't he still face Qin Duchu?

But although Yu Duhuan thought so in his heart now, Yu Duanhuan was a little embarrassed to ask the other party if he wanted to continue, and just asked Yan Moyu tentatively.

"Yan Moyu, since you are to blame for making me have such a big revenge, do you have to make up for it?"

"Hmm."

Yan Moyu nodded as if he had been seduced away by Yu Wanhuan.

Seeing this, Yu Wanhuan struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Then are you willing, willing—will you give me your liking?" ”

Yu Wanhuan's long eyelashes trembled, and her big eyes looked at Yan Moyu without blinking, and the tears that had not yet dried were still left on her beautiful face. She asked Yan Moyu cautiously, but she hugged Yan Moyu's waist tighter with her hand, and even strangled Yan Moyu's clothes with obvious traces.

"Of course—no."

Hearing Yan Moyu's answer, Yu Wanhuan was stunned, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Yan Moyu looked at the person he loved the most in front of him and smiled secretly in his heart. In fact, he saw the lovely person in his impression who had always been cold just now, and finally could confide his fiery emotions to him regardless of his shyness, so he couldn't help but tease her. And now Yu Duhuan's reaction made him unable to hold back for a while, and laughed out loud with a "poof".

"You, you hate-"

Looking at Yan Moyu's reaction, where did Yu Duhuan still not understand what Yan Moyu meant? She couldn't help but be coquettish for a while, I'm afraid she can only be in the hands of Yan Moyu for the rest of her life, as long as he is willing to accept himself, even if there are other women to share with him, as long as he cares about me, it is the happiest thing.

Yu Wanhuan secretly thought in her heart, but if she can make the other party's heart full of herself and not think about other women, this is the best result for her.

"Chen'er, let me ask you something."

Yan Moyu looked at Yu Wanhuan with a serious expression and asked.

"Well, you ask."

Looking at Yu Duanhuan with a shy expression, Yan Moyu couldn't care about face, he stared at Yu Duanhuan tightly, and asked the answer he had always wanted to know.

"Are you really willing to be "that" with me? ”

"Huh?"

After hearing Yan Moyu's question, Yu Wanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then looked embarrassed.

What, how does she answer this kind of question? However, looking at Yan Moyu's serious, curious and even somewhat eager eyes, Yu Duhuan's heart softened again. Her face flushed, her delicate earlobes revealing a charming pink, and she nodded her head with an imperceptible slight "um".

Hearing Yu Duhuan's answer, Yan Moyu's heart seemed to be as sweet as eating honey, and he couldn't be happy. He hugged Yu Duanhuan's small waist with some excitement, feeling the temperature on his chest that belonged to Yu Duanhuan alone, he saw that although Yu Duanhuan was shy now, she did not resist.

In fact, just as Yan Moyu thought in his heart, the current Yu Duhuan didn't mind that he had a more intimate relationship with Yan Moyu at all.

Yan Moyu looked at the lover in front of her with pity, she seemed to be completely integrated into the role after dressing up seriously, she held herself as if she was holding the trust of dependence, this feeling made Yan Moyu feel indescribably good.

Although he knew that Yu Duhuan was in an illusion now, he and she were actually real beings in this illusion. Although he is a remnant soul, he also has his own emotions and his own obsessions. And when he was in the past, he failed to have a result with her, and he was going to send her out of this illusion, so the next time he could meet her again, he didn't know what year and month, and it was even possible-

He could no longer "wake up".

Since he said such a thing, does he want to take this opportunity to satisfy his regrets back then, and then send her out of this illusion?

Thinking of this, Yan Moyu looked at her in her arms, Yu Duhuan's phoenix robe, the red robe was engraved with a golden fire phoenix, when she reappeared in front of her, her noble temperament emanated from her body, just like the appearance of her that he had always wanted to see.

Yan Moyu looked sideways at the neat bed next to him, like a newlywed bed, and his original "bad" thoughts suddenly poured out. He silently grabbed Yu Quanhuan's waist and threw herself into the arms of the quilt with her. In an instant, a strong affection arose from the hearts of the two of them, although Yan Moyu really didn't want to take advantage of her to go to that and do something hastily with her beloved in this illusion, but he-

I don't have a choice.

It's really hard to help yourself.

"Dust, I miss you—"

Yan Moyu buried her head deep in Yu Duanhuan's neck socket, like an attachment, but as if she was reluctant, and Yu Duanhuan was startled by Yan Moyu who suddenly took her to the futon just now, but after the fright, she realized that today she originally had the idea of dedicating herself to Yan Moyu. Seeing Yan Moyu doing this now, she suddenly remembered it, and she was so nervous that she sweated again.

Although just now, Yu Duhuan's heart had the idea of herself, and it felt like she was trading, after all, it was a decision after she was sad, and people will always be more courageous in situations of grief and anger. But now, when he was the person he loved the most, he put himself on the bed with an ambiguous face, and Yu Duhuan's heart was a little scared.

She let Yan Moyu bury her head in her neck socket, and she didn't dare to move.

Suddenly, Yan Moyu suddenly lifted his head from Yu Qianhuan's neck socket, and then stood up, holding Yu Qianhuan's shoulders with both hands.

Yu Duanhuan saw Yan Moyu suddenly stand up, and pressed her shoulders with both hands to prevent her from breaking free, when that face condescendingly looked at Xiu scattered on the bed, Yu Duanhuan felt very ashamed.

She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at Yan Moyu, her heart was beating like a painful drum, jumping and jumping, making her nervous to death. Now Yu Duhuan keeps asking herself in her heart, what should I do? If he wants herself, should she satisfy him?

Yan Moyu looked at Yu Duanhuan who was like a lamb to be slaughtered on the bed, and a smile slowly appeared on his handsome face. His hand slowly poked down, pretending to untie her waist, Yu Duanhuan saw this, and immediately grabbed Yan Moyu's big hand tightly with his two small hands, at this time, she couldn't care about shyness, opened her eyes and looked at Yu Duanhuan, but at this time, her big watery eyes would make Yan Moyu have an urge to give her the right law on the spot.

"You don't agree?"

Yan Moyu's brows frowned slightly, and he asked lightly. Hearing Yan Moyu ask like this, Yu Duhuan instantly became nervous.

That girl named Xuan'er could satisfy him, and she promised him that he could do this, but why now-

When something really happened, she couldn't let go?

Seeing Yu Duanhuan with this appearance, Yan Moyu's head cleared up a little, and he said with an increasingly indifferent expression on his face: "Oh, then I won't force you, Chen'er." ”

When Yu Duhuan saw Yan Moyu's reaction, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

Yan Moyu withdrew his hand, but now he couldn't pull it out at all, because Yu Wanhuan was holding him at this time and didn't let him withdraw. He froze for a moment, and tried to touch Yu Wanhuan's waist again, but she still held her hand tightly, not letting him advance.

What does this mean?

Yan Moyu was a little dazed, but she also felt a little funny. He looked at Yu Wanhuan holding his hand tightly, his face was a little panicked, and his little face was shaking vigorously, did he neither let himself succeed nor let himself give up? Yu Duanhuan's reaction made Yan Moyu a little confused for a while, what Yu Duanhuan was thinking in his heart.

In fact, in Yu Duhuan's heart, he was really afraid. On the one hand, she was worried that if she didn't satisfy Yan Moyu, he would get angry, so she would turn to the arms of other women. But when Yan Moyu really wanted to do something to her now, she was scared.

Under this double fright, Yu Duhuan didn't know what to do for a while, so she simply grabbed him in a hurry and didn't let go, her little head shook and shook, and she didn't know if she was begging Yan Moyu not to treat her like this, or begging him not to be angry?

Although Yu Duhuan really had plans to dedicate herself before, but now, she is really afraid.

After a long stalemate, Yan Moyu still couldn't hold back a little, this little fool looked like a little girl coquettish, which made him feel a little dilemma, and he didn't know what to do.

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