Verse 515: Coming to the door (4)

Luo Fan secretly said that it was bad, but the words have been spoken, so it is better to be honest with Luo Yi.

"If you promise not to touch Yan'er, I'll ...... I will go looking for the spirit fish for my eldest brother again. ”

Hearing Luo Fan's words, Luo Yi slowly turned his head, looking at Luo Fan's eyes full of inquiry.

"Oh? Talk to me about a deal, just for an ugly woman, are you really my real brother? ”

"This question, the eldest brother had better ask his mother, we all came out of his mother's belly, yes or no, my mother knows best."

Luo Fan said lightly.

Roy's smiling eyes flashed coldly, and murderous aura emerged.

Luo Fan was taken aback, but he still stood calmly.

"Okay, I agree to the deal."

Roy said lightly.

"I still have something to do, I'll say goodbye first, thank you big brother for the tea and pastries, it tastes good."

Luo Fan said, turned around and quickly left.

Looking at Luo Fan's distant figure, there was even a hint of the smell of rolling and climbing, and Luo Yi was interested.

The coward has learned to rebel against himself, it seems that he has been idle for so long that his prestige has weakened a lot.

"Check the ugly woman!"

Luo Yi said lightly, and the figure in the dark flashed, and the breath was missing.

Pacing to the desk, he opened the drawer and took out a portrait from it, but it was Yun Yan who had changed beyond recognition.

"It's so ugly, and there are still people who love it, this world is really unfair."

Roy held the scroll in one hand, and gently stroked his cheek with the other, thoughtfully.

"Childe ......"

Luo Fan, who returned to the courtyard, lost his soul, and when he arrived at the house, the maid was full of worry, but neatly brought tea to Luo Fan.

Luo Fan didn't want to drink water, but remembered what Luo Yi had just said, so he quickly picked up the teacup and rinsed his mouth vigorously.

After rinsing his mouth, he walked quickly to the bed, took out a bottle of antidote pill from the cabinet in the dark compartment, fed one to the entrance, and then sat down with peace of mind.

"Did Yan'er sleep?"

Luo Fan said, and the maid nodded.

"The young lady has already fallen asleep, but she got up again halfway, and seems to be looking for something to eat, and the slave has ordered some pastries and tea to be brought to the young lady's room."

"Well, tell the guards to protect the young lady and not allow anyone to come near the courtyard."

"Yes!"

The maid received the order, and glanced at Luo Fan with distressed eyes, every time he came back from the eldest son, the second prince was so uneasy.

Thinking of the eldest son, the maid only felt a shiver all over her body.

The eldest prince is a hellish Shura in the mansion, and his favorite thing to do is to poison it, and there are rumors that the lady was killed by the eldest prince......

"Not yet!"

Seeing that the maid had deserted, Luo Fan said in a muffled voice with some unhappiness.

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone."

When she came back to her senses, the maid immediately withdrew.

Looking out the window, the night was hazy, but Luo Fan had no intention of sleeping.

It's clear that I'm about to get married to my favorite woman, but why do I always feel unsteady in my heart?

The night was getting deeper, but Luo Fan's room was brightly lit.

In the study, Luo Fan was concentrating on painting, but the person in the painting was the scene when he first met Yun Yan in the wild sand sea.

He is obviously such a cautious and introverted person, but he is ...... in the wild sand sea Maybe it's to imitate the cynicism of the big brother, maybe that's the real self in the depths of my heart.

Thinking of the scene of meeting Yun Yan for the first time, the corners of Luo Fan's mouth unconsciously raised a smile, and he was unaware of the sudden black shadow in the dark.

After Luo Fan finished painting, his mood calmed down, and he was a little tired, so he went to the next room to rest.

The black shadow stayed in front of Luo Fan's painting for a long time, and when the shadow disappeared, the painting disappeared without a trace.

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