Ye Qingchen looked at the man standing outside the door, motionless, his tall body standing straight, his chin tight, and his sexy thin lips were gently pursed, as if he was in a particularly complicated mood.

A ghostly light flashed under Ye Qingchen's eyes, Shi Shiran walked towards the door, walked in front of Fu Hanxiu, stood still, and looked up at him.

This face, as in memory, is carved with a knife and axe, flawless, handsome, and can be called the clock of creation.

There was a hint of infatuation in her eyes, and she couldn't help but slowly reach out and walk towards his face.

Fu Hanxiu glanced at her outstretched hand, and just as he was about to touch him, he took a step back.

Ye Qingchen's hand stayed there so awkwardly.

She smiled and explained, "There's dirt on your face. ”

Fu Hanxiu's good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously not believing Ye Qingchen's words.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ye Qingchen took a step forward and continued to stretch out his hand towards his face. This time, Fu Hanxiu did not retreat again, but used his big hand to firmly grasp Ye Qingchen's arm.

Her arms were slender, and his hands were more than enough to hold them.

"Hiss~" Ye Qingchen frowned and gasped.

"It hurts! you scratch me!" Ye Qingchen exclaimed softly, a trace of grievance was dyed between his eyebrows and eyes, and his dark eyes were stained with a trace of mist, which was particularly pitiful.

Fu Hanxiu couldn't bear it in his heart.

"Who the hell are you?" made him feel inexplicably familiar. That feeling is hazy, as if separated from the past and present lives.

Ye Qingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a wisp of brilliance suddenly appeared under his eyes.

Did he remember her?

However, when she looked into his confused eyes that were filled with mist, she suddenly understood that there was no such thing!

She chuckled, as gorgeous as a spring flower, and tilted her head in reply, "I'm your little goblin!"

Leprechauns?

Fu Hanxiu's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but think of the one that came to his dreams countless times over the years... Leprechauns.

The layer of fog that separated them seemed to fade away, revealing a face that he never expected!

Fu Hanxiu's eyes flashed with disbelief.

His eyes stared at the girl in front of him, sharp, as if he could see through people!

Ye Qingchen looked at him, smiling like a fox spirit who brought disaster to the country and the people.

It's her, it's her!

Fu Hanxiu's heart was extremely uncalm.

Who would have thought that the girl who was in his dream, laughing at him and crying to him, the little goblin he had been thinking about for many years, was actually right in front of him!

An indescribable emotion surged into his heart, and Fu Hanxiu didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

Eventually, all emotions turned into an unstoppable impulse.

He stretched out his long arms and rudely took her into his arms, then lowered his head, grabbed her lips with precision, and kissed her fiercely!

When Ye Qingchen took her into his arms, he raised his eyebrows, did not hide or dodge, and let him ask for it ruthlessly.

Fu Hanxiu's thoughts were disturbed at this time, and the only thing that was clear was that he wanted to punish the hateful little goblin in front of him.

Therefore, his kisses are particularly wild, and he is eager to rub people into his bones and blood. He grabbed her waist and turned around, put the person against the wall, and forcibly grabbed it, where is the cold and arrogant posture before?

Styx was worried that his lord had really been taken away by Ye Qingchen, so he came over to take a look at it uneasily.

It's a good thing that he didn't look at it, but at first glance he saw such a wild scene, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.