Yan Bei opened a slit in the office window, and the early spring wind brought a chill, so cold that he shivered.

Wen Liang threw the leftover apple core into the trash can, then tremblingly closed the window that Yan Bei had left open for two minutes.

"This wind is really not what a fox should feel."

Yan Bei looked at Wen Liang steadily for a while, as if he wanted to carve him into his bones.

Then he smiled lightly and put his arm around Wen Liang's shoulders: "It's okay, you have thick skin."

An unnamed canine showed its pointed fangs menacingly.

Yan Bei rested his chin on the top of Wen Liang's hair and smiled muffledly.

Wen Liang clearly felt the vibration in the chest of the person behind him.

He realized very clearly that he and Yan Bei were both alive.

It's all true.

It is not a hypocritical and meaningless compromise.

Yanbei is his.

Wen Liang considers himself not a person without scheming, on the contrary, he is very scheming, but he is very good at acting.

He always will.

Let others feel that they do not need to be wary or vigilant.

Falling in love with Yanbei is a long-lasting thing.

For example, he probably already liked Yan Bei when he saw him for the first time.

I like Yan Bei's face.

Then I started to like it more and more.

He probably guessed Yan Bei's identity, the little white dragon he picked up.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world? Wen Liang has read a lot of books and can vaguely guess some. He is not stupid, he is just used to pretending to be stupid.

He felt that this was probably a gift, or the fun between lovers, and he could use it to tease Yan Bei as long as he wanted.

Zhu Jiuyin is the most scheming. Wen Liang is just pretending to be a junior who has been acting for thousands of years. How could the rules be so simple and stupid? How could he be afraid of a heaven? How could it be because

What about some unspeakable reasons?

They are all thousand-year-old foxes playing nonsense.

He has spent thousands of years making everyone think that he is beautiful, but he is just a vase with many trump cards.

He plotted against everyone and all monsters.

Except for Yanbei.

This was an unexpected surprise for him.

Wen Liang turned around and lay on Yan Beibei's shoulder: "Yan Beibei, will you like me for a long time?"

Yan Bei looked at Wen Liang's hair in a condescending manner. His eyes were almost crazy dark, but his movements were gentle. He rubbed Wen Liang's head: "I can do it."

They both love each other deeply in ways that each other doesn't know.

"Would you still like me if I died?"

Yan Bei's hand rubbing the top of Wen Liang's hair paused, pretending to be nonchalant: "I will like you very much, Wen Liang, the kind you like very much." So you have to be nice, he can give all his treasures to Wen Liang,

He can quit all jobs, whether necessary or unnecessary, and he can accompany Wen Liang until the world falls and the stars rise.

Wen Liang blinked his wet eyes, Yan Bei knew everything.

The corner of Wen Liang's mouth raised a nice curve: "I like Yan Beibei the most."

"I also like Empress Wen the most."

My favorite in the world, bar none.

Wen Liang made a little fuss in a coquettish manner, and the two old goblins found out about each other's thoughts, and they both reluctantly felt at ease.

"It's broken," Wen Liang sat on the office chair, pressing her chin on Yan Bei's forearm, with a smile in her voice: "I was so busy with Guan Guohu that I forgot to cover the heads of these two little things.
Chapter completed!