Chapter 242: Sweet as Sweet (6)

Seeing the girl under him pretending to be calm like this, Yan smiled, straightened up slightly, a pair of purple eyes, a white robe, a face as white as porcelain, and her lips were slightly hooked, but there was a hint of helplessness in her smile.

"What did you want to do just now...... Although Su Yingxue tried her best to remain calm, there was a faint blush on her little face......

The two of them were so close just now, it was not difficult for her to guess what he wanted to do.

"Just to see when you wake up."

Yan's purple eyes, like a deep pool, fell on Su Yingxue's face, and there was not the slightest panic in it.

Su Yingxue's heart was beating wildly by these dark purple eyes that seemed to be able to absorb souls, as if she was caught as a thief.

Seeing that Yan Yang's face did not admit it, Su Yingxue's face was red with embarrassment, but she was powerless to refute.

She couldn't say, 'You want to kiss ......me,' and she couldn't ask————

However, she seemed to have kissed him before, and if he wanted to sneak a kiss back while he was unconscious, he should have been.

Thinking about this, looking at Yan's pale pink cherry lips, Su Yingxue still had a trace of regret in her heart, was it too bad for her to wake up, if she didn't wake up, could she taste his soft and smooth lips again?

…… How can I have the idea of a female pervert......

Faced with this face, her head had never been normal, she was still waking up why did she wake up so early, Su Yingxue was almost defeated by her own thoughts......

"Why are you blushing......" Yan said quietly, with a faint smile in his eyes, as if teasing and doting.

Su Yingxue raised her hand and touched her face, making sure that she was a little hot, and ...... was even more annoyed in her heart.

"Ahem, I just woke up, and the quilt is a little thick and hot." Su Yingxue said, and used her hand as a fan to fan a few times.

Yan's eyes still stopped at Su Yingxue, and Su Yingxue was furious when she was stared at by him.

"Oh? Then I don't need to help you remove the quilt now. The corners of the flame lips are hooked with a hint of evil charm, and there is a deep reminder, the voice seems to have a feeling of white clouds floating in the sky, a long and lazy charm, like listening to fairy music, wonderful.

Su Yingxue was stunned for a while before she understood what he meant, grabbed the quilt, and took a deep breath.

"No, I'm used to it, it won't be hot for a while......".

Seeing the nervousness in the little guy's eyes, Yan didn't tease her anymore, and the hand that wanted to remove Su Yingxue's quilt also retracted.

Some things need to be done slowly, not in a hurry, he has time for the little one to accept him!

Yan stopped talking, the room was quiet again, and Su Yingxue could even hear the sound of her heart beating.

Unable to stand this feeling of tranquility, Su Yingxue broke the silence with a loud voice: "That, that day's event...... What happened in the end? ”

She believed that with Yan's move, there would be a happy ending to that day.

Yan looked at Su Yingxue and said lightly: "Your grandfather's ashes, I brought them back for you, and they are in this black box." ”

As he spoke, a black delicate, simple and generous black box appeared on the palm of Yan's hand.

After receiving the black box, Su Yingxue's expression darkened, and her right hand stroked the cold black box over and over again.

"Feng Yichen!" Holding the black box in her left hand, Su Yingxue clenched her right fist, and there was a deep hatred in her cold voice.

"Help you stay, wait for you to kill the enemy yourself!" Yan only replied with one sentence and didn't explain much.

"Good!" Su Yingxue's eyes were fierce and cold, and there was a strong murderous aura in them.

After a pause, Yan enlightened Su Yingxue: "Little girl, God is very fair, what you lose will be given to you from different angles, so you don't have to be sad about the death of your loved ones, think that you may get more." There is no real perfection in life, only imperfection is the truest beauty. Along the way, how can it be called life without a few wounds on the body. ”

"Perhaps, soon, the heavens will give you another grandfather!" Seeing that Su Yingxue was still silent, Yan thought for a long time and finally spoke.