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Zuo Yi felt that this Yun Bilu was really a variable for the young master, and it could make the young master burst out of emotions for the first time.

In the past, when he encountered anything, the young master treated it calmly, and his inner emotions were so deep that people couldn't see it.

It was the first time he had seen such a look from the young master.

Huang Yize's eyes were cold and sharp, and he had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't tell, and he only felt that the person he cared about was talking about the good of others.

Huang Yize felt that his whole body was shouting, and a wave of anger and a dull pain welled up in his heart.

obviously said that she could like others, but when she really approached Qianye Ziyu, he couldn't help but want to grab her by his side and ask for her.

"Yun Bilu, Yun Bilu" At this time, Huang Yize only had these three words in his mind, and nothing else.

Zuo Yi lowered his head, and he didn't dare to come out.

Although he has been following the young master and has some understanding of the young master's temperament, but looking at the young master's appearance today, he knows that he doesn't know the young master.

It can be said that in the past, the young master was calm and unreal, unlike mortals, who would be angry and jealous.

In fact, when he saw the information reported below, he imagined that the young master might be jealous, but he didn't expect such a fierce reaction.

Huang Yize suddenly felt that he should ask for Bilu, let her belong only to her, and never be separated from him again.

What is good for her, he is really not such a selfless person, he also has his selfishness and domineering.

In fact, the reason why he said that before he left, maybe subconsciously felt that Yun Bilu really wouldn't like others.

Huang Yize felt that he was wrong, and the fault was too self-confidence.

Zuo Yi raised his head and wanted to say something to the young master, but suddenly found that the young master's hand was dripping blood, "Young master, you"

Zuo Yi exclaimed, he wanted to step forward to see the hand injury for Huang Yize, he wanted to cry in pain, the young master of his family was so powerful, he had never been injured since he was ten years old, but today the young master hurt himself.

Ah, if those old subordinates see it, they will think that he is not optimistic about the young master, and they will split him.

"Young Master"

Huang Yize shook off the hand that was close to Zuo Yi and said, "This bit of blood is nothing. ”

This bit of blood is nothing compared to the suffocation in his heart.

"Young Master, if you don't take yourself seriously, Miss Yun will definitely feel distressed and sad."

Huang Yize's body became more and more cold, his eyes became evil and abnormal, and he said coldly: "She will be distressed and sad." ”

Zuo Yi is about to go crazy, young master, where is your EQ, it's not very high, but he can't see it at all.

Zuo Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and could only stubbornly say: "Young master, you just read half of the information, and then look down, you will understand." ”

Huang Yize raised his eyebrows and looked at Zuoyi, as if judging the truth of what he said.

Zuo raised his hand and said: "Young master, I dare to joke with you on weekdays, don't you dare to do this, this is related to the young master's lifelong event, I know, the young master's wife will definitely be Yun Bilu girl, only she and the young master you are the most compatible, and no one is as good as the young master, only you can give Yun Bilu girl happiness" Thousands of clothes, sycophants do not wear, he thinks, in terms of emotion, it is still okay to say something good.

Sure enough, Huang Yize's expression was a little better.

He continued to look through the materials with his uninjured hand, and when he saw the back, his expression softened.

The corners of Huang Yize's mouth also rose, this girl really has her set. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.