Jiufei and Jiuxun stood aside with their hands down, full of respect, their faces remained unchanged, and they were also very disdainful of Wei Huai and Gong Zhaohui in their hearts.

Also, I have such a little ability, I really think how powerful I am, I think I am very smart to calculate their miss, now it's okay, it's miserable.

Remember what Yan Gongzi said at that time?

"What's the idea, you still want to fight Ling'er?"

"I feel sorry for myself if I don't mutilate that old thing."

When he spoke, Yan Gongzi was still smiling kindly, with a shallow smile on his warm face, like the eyes of the stars.

But this harmless appearance is matched with this sentence, and there is no sense of disobedience at all.

It seems that Yan Gongzi is suitable for a serious ruthless hand, and it is natural to pay it back.

And their young lady is suitable for an innocent ruthless hand.

However, I really can't believe it if I don't see it with my own eyes, in the past, the young lady was serious and indifferent, but now she will be coquettish, and she will behave well, and she is a lot more angry.

That's a good sign.

Su Yunran came to the table and sat down, leaning lazily against the window, supporting his chin with his hand, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembling slightly, and the sparkling in his eyes could not see his emotions.

The white and thick cloak on the body is very soft to the touch, with a bit of warm color, and the thick fox fur is piled up on the side of the neck, which is inexplicably relaxing.

Su Yunran stretched out his hand, quietly stroking the soft and warm fox fur, and his thin lips gradually relaxed.

Although I don't want to admit it, one thing is true.

I was tempted by Mo Qingchen.

She would be very happy to see him, she would be relieved to have him by her side, and she would be very distressed to see him injured.

Whenever I quietly lean on his warm embrace, my heartbeat will become faster, and I will give birth to a feeling of being willing to grow old and live quietly.

He has so much to cherish for her.

His affectionate and forgiving gaze, his low and gentle words, his warm and powerful embrace, his gurgling piano sound······

and, the cool, soft touch on his thin lips.

He would kiss himself carefully, almost reverently, with a gentle movement, a serious and gentle demeanor, and a little resolute and unswerving.

I can't remember when I was tempted by him.

Su Yunran only knew that Mo Qingchen had now slowly integrated into her life and had become a very special and natural existence.

It seems that he and her should be like this.

I still remember the vigilance and many suspicions when I first met him, and then, unconsciously, my heart has deviated from its original track.

It will mess up the rhythm, mess up the proportions, and mess up everything for the sake of Mo Qingchen.

Just like Su Yunran himself.

She has always been calm and calm, but she can't keep being ruthless in front of Mo Qingchen.

She knew that she couldn't be tempted by him, and she knew that her master and senior brother would not agree, but she would always involuntarily indulge in Mo Qingchen's words and embrace, unable to extricate herself, and unwilling to sober up for a long time.

Now, she can't control this heart anymore.

Probably, this is the so-called heartbeat.

But······

Su Yunran's thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and between the fluttering eyebrows, a confused look appeared in his clear eyes.

Is he true to himself?

If he was sincere, why did he ······ four years ago?

Su Yunran's white teeth bit his pale lower lip, and a hint of struggle appeared on his pale little face.

The master will not agree.

What should I do?

Moreover, Qingchen ······

Will it persevere?

Su Yunran closed his eyes weakly, the tip of his nose was a little sour, and his heart was complicated.

"Light ······"

Su Yunran opened his mouth low, as if he was muttering to himself, his voice was a little choked and sour, with an almost inaudible trembling.

"I'm here."

A low and gentle voice came, and Su Yunran's body froze, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The familiar Xuanyi came into view, the tip of his nose lingered with a cool fragrance, Su Yunran blinked, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he met a pair of eyes as deep as ink.

"Ah Ran."

Mo Qingchen looked at Su Yunran's pale little face and lost consciousness, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his heart swelled with deep distress.

He stretched out his slender and good-looking hand, gently picked up Su Yunran's delicate face, his forehead pressed against hers, and his cold face was full of softness and deep affection.

"Qingchen is here."

The magnetic and beautiful voice with deep tenderness lingered in Su Yunran's ears, turning into wisps of warmth and softness, and slowly diffused into her heart.

The so-called spring flowers bloom, the so-called snow melts and the ice sells, and the so-called rain and early sunshine.

can't resist Mo Qingchen's deep whisper at the moment.

Su Yunran was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were full of water.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and gently leaned into Mo Qingchen's arms, and wrapped her small hand around Mo Qingchen's thin waist.

The cold lines of Mo Qingchen's face softened, and his ink-like eyes flashed with a strange look, and his heart suddenly became full.

It's as if you have all the goodness of it.

"Qingchen."