But seeing Lan Youlin at this time, Su Shengsheng was also worried, and last night she exchanged a compromise for Wei Huaijin's crime of not curing the Lan family.

It's only been a few hours, Lan Youlin has found here, if he is discovered by Wei Huaijin's people, how can he survive?

Frowning, Su Shengsheng wanted to let him go.

But Lan Youlin stood in front of the bed, looking at her for a moment, and his eyes seemed to be able to eat people.

A teenager in the dark, looking greedily at the woman in front of him.

In the faint light, she was fresh and soft, exhaling like an orchid, and her face was ruddy.

Taking off the face towel, he reached out and wanted to touch her.

Su Shengsheng was slightly stunned, and instinctively stepped back, "Why are you ......?"

Before the end of the question could be spit out, Lan Youlin's hand suddenly touched her face.

is not paying much attention to the defense of men and women, Su Shengsheng is also stunned, wanting to hide back.

But then, Lan Youlin's hand clasped the back of her neck, and her eyes were dark, and she was actually hugged into her arms by the other party.

"Su Shengsheng, Su Shengsheng."

He hugged her tightly, pronounced her name, and his body trembled slightly.

And Su Shengsheng, who was in pain, was in a daze in his mind, except for inexplicable or inexplicable.

Even if there was a marriage contract between him and her, the two of them had never had a relationship between men and women, and they were intimate.

Moreover, Lan Youlin has always held his own identity, and he will never make such a cross-border move.

Su Shengsheng was so hugged that he was about to faint, and he couldn't bear to beat Lan Youlin's back hard.

But Lan Youlin was unmoved, but hugged her tighter and tighter.

I struggled twice and couldn't move.

Su Shengsheng was mentally prepared to be suffocated.

But at this moment, the young man who was holding her suddenly loosened his hand, he knelt beside her, buried his head in her neck socket, and choked lowly, "Su Shengsheng......"

The neck is wet.

Su Shengsheng was stunned, and suddenly his heart ached.

Once upon a time, it seemed that in an old dream of white dew, she had seen someone crying.

When she returned, she had already withdrawn from that blurred illusion, but she never thought that everything seemed familiar.

The cry of the young man in front of him was too suppressed, too sad, and he read her name, as if he had read it countless times, engraved in the bottom of his heart.

Su Shengsheng sighed faintly, and reached out a little clumsily to pat Lan Youlin's back, "Okay, since you have returned safely, don't cry anymore, how ugly it is for a dignified seven-foot man to cry like this." ”

Su Shengsheng thought that it was because of the death of General Lan Lao on the frontier and the exile for several months, which caused a lot of psychological shadows to this delicate little man.

A man hugged her and cried so much, looking really miserable, and Su Shengsheng couldn't help but feel some compassion.

He didn't rush to push him away, but even kept patting him on the back with a good temper, learning how to coax his son with the folk women he saw in the market.

"Okay, don't cry, I'll get you a piece of candy."

"Don't cry, cry again, cry again, and the bad guys will come in and take you away."

This coaxing level is very inferior, but it successfully stopped Lan Youlin's sobs.

He remained on her shoulder, and it was a long time before he looked up.

The water still soaked into the bottom of her eyes, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at her, silent and pulseless.

Su Shengsheng was awkwardly looked at and took the opportunity to retreat.

At this time, Lan Youlin saw the blue jade hanging on her chest.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the jade, which seemed to be sad and joyful.

"Don't forget, Shengsheng, even if you forget, I won't let go."