The last sentence had an obvious hint, and An Yang wanted to meet his gaze, but in the end he opened his eyes with a weak heart.

"I want to protect you."

Charried pretended not to see her little movements, "Wait until I get back." ”

"Why wait," An Yang swallowed dryly, "I don't understand. ”

When Charried heard this, he coughed awkwardly, "Do you have to force me to say it?" ”

The corners of his eyes seemed to burn crimson, he gently rubbed the tip of his nose, and then walked in front of An Yang.

His gaze fell into a gaze as deep as the sea, and An Yang saw his reflection inside, and his heart jumped uneasily.

"Bai Lingshan, I like you. My love is that the blood is exhausted, and it will also leave you innocent, for a lifetime. ”

He slowly squatted down, so that his eyes were level with An Yang, "Last night, I made the final choice. My choice is you, for you I will control Gu Yaowang, I will ...... Innocent, give yourself to you completely. ”

Charried didn't give Anyang time to refuse, as if he had prepared a speech on stage, and took away all the atmosphere after speaking.

A pre-prepared letter, boxy beside her.

The tape was deliberately cut into the shape of a whale and pressed against the place where the letter was sealed.

An Yang stared at the looming crease inside, and suddenly lost the urge to open it.

[System: Whoa, it turns out that the host is waiting for a confession of innocence today.] 】

[Anyang: To my surprise, Charlid said so much that he actually guessed that I would refuse. 】

[System: Huh? That, that letter ......]

[Anyang: Don't look at it. It's not a word, it's a heartfelt touch. 】

An Yang carefully touched the surface of the envelope, [Chen Zhaoheng can't let me go easily, since he has broken Charlide, there is a high probability that he will do something to me. 】

[System: What?! No way?! 】

An Yang smiled coldly, [Chen Zhaoheng pays attention to details, he has seen everything I want to show him. 】

[Anyang: How long is there left until the death time of this body? 】

[System: There are still three months and fourteen days left, which is a bit rushed. 】

An Yang raised his eyebrows, [It is indeed very urgent. However, even if he can't get Chen Zhaoheng's sincerity, Miss Ben will let him abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and do serious business honestly in the second half of his life. 】

After putting away the envelope properly, Anyang came to the cafeteria and was keenly aware of the difference here.

"To go so far away, what else can it be if it's not exile."

"Don't say that, I think the king believed him and let him go. The market in the northwest is mixed, and even he may not be able to control the market. ”

"Hmph. I heard some rumors that he had other selfish motives in this trip, as if he had caused some unpleasantness with the king. ”

Anyang was originally poking at the rice carelessly, but when he heard this, he wiped the stainless steel plate with a spoon and made a dull sound.

The whispering around them stopped vigilantly because of this small voice. After discovering that it was his own people, the noise boiled again.

However, there was a gaze that paused visibly gloomily the moment it swept over her.

An Yang's gaze swept obliquely, and it happened that the other party hadn't had time to retract his gaze.

Looking at each other, the man's eyes shone with a sharp light, and he raised his chin generously, expressing his dissatisfaction with her without hesitation.