I don't know how long the room was groaning in pain.

At this moment, a tall black shadow crashed through the boundless night.

He approached the head of the bed, knelt on one knee, squatted down, and stretched out a hand to cross Ye Lone's white fingers tightly.

He stared at the red marks on Ye Lone's wrist that were too abrupt with remorse and heartache.

The knobby fingers began to tremble.

Then he tried his best to suppress his out-of-control emotions.

Gently put Ye Lone's hand in front of him, lowered his head, and gently kissed the thin white wrist embedded in the red wire.

With the other hand, he gently brushed aside the sweat-soaked light hair on Ye Lone's forehead.

"Don't be afraid, be lonely, I've always been there."

Then, he half-got up.

propped up on the side of the bed with one hand, held Ye Lone's tearful face with the other, and bent over and leaned down......

Little by little, he kissed the tears on Ye Lone's face.

So be careful.

For example, the person in front of him will shatter like glass if he touches it slightly.

Time is like a naughty child, and I don't know where to play.

At this time, the white of the fish belly had been turned up outside the window, and Ye Lone's breathing was almost even.

He got up and walked out of the bedroom......

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Ye Lone, due to his biological clock, spontaneously opened the misty long curly feather.

Her instinctive reaction was to put her right hand on her cheek and wipe away the tears that had not dried up last night.

But this time, she was confused.

She sat up and carefully stroked her plain and fair face with both hands again, and it wasn't long before she moved her hands to her eyes.

Still, no tears!

Ye Lao was shocked.

She remembered her nightmare last night, but now ...... Tears gone?

It's weird, isn't it?

Ye Lao hugged his shoulders with both hands, shortened his long neck, and couldn't help but shudder.

Her eyes widened and she looked around the bedroom for a moment.

Then, muttering to himself, "Is it ...... There are strange things in this room?!! ”

Ye Lonely lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and hurriedly took out a knee-length light blue sweatshirt dress from the closet and put it on his body casually.

Then, he hurried out of the room with his uncombed hair.

But the fair-skinned and delicate little face is still plain and elegant to the point of glamorous incomprehensibility.

When I went downstairs, Mrs. Han, who was sitting at the dining table, seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

After she saw Ye Lone, she hurriedly got up, her face was full of joy, and she took Ye Lone's hand with a smile and whispered.

"Lonely, ouch, you worked hard last night. How's it going, aren't you tired? ”

Ye Lone's face was dazed.

Then she thought to herself again.

Except for the fact that she was bitten a few times by Han Qi last night, which affected her mood, nothing else seemed to be there.

So, Ye Lao also replied to Mrs. Han with a smile.

"Grandma, I'm fine, I'm not tired."

After hearing this, Mrs. Han's face immediately changed.

"What? Not tired? This...... How can it be? ”

Ye Lao felt his body, and then looked at his neck with red marks.

It seems like......

I don't feel it!

Except that you want to kill King Han as long as you think of him.

Immediately, Ye Lone's eyes were clear and soft, and he replied to Mrs. Han.

"yes, grandma, I'm not tired at all."

After Ye Lao finished speaking, Mrs. Han not only did not look better, but she was even more anxious, and her eyes were flustered.

After a while, Mrs. Han secretly calculated in her heart.

It seems that I'm going to give that useless stinky boy a bullwhip soup!

Immediately, Mrs. Han looked at Ye Lonely with guilty eyes.

"Lonely, not tired is only temporary, don't be afraid, grandma believes, sooner or later you will have a very tired day!"

Tired?

Not tired?

What?

Ye Lao didn't know why at all.

She had no choice but to answer in a daze: "Grandma, I'm really not tired, and besides, I'm not afraid of being tired at all." ”

Old Lady Han sighed as if relaxed.

After that, Mrs. Han took Ye Lone's hand and walked to the dining table step by step.

She first asked Ye Lao to sit down, and then presented a bowl of black chicken soup to Ye Lao.

Old Lady Han looked at Ye Liao with apologetic eyes and said in a low voice.

"Lonely, drink some black chicken soup to replenish your vitality. Whether you are tired or not, you are always the one who suffers, good girl, you must drink it, ah! ”