"You said that, but I seem to ignore the fact that this thing is so valuable, so I just treat it as a token of our love." Yunxuan smiled sweetly, looking at the pair of bloody mandarin ducks with infinite joy, while pointing at one
Said, "This bird is me, this stupid bird is you"
"For you, I would rather be a stupid bird," Rong Junye said affectionately, carefully stroking the hair in front of Yunxuan's forehead and looking at her tenderly, "I, Rong Junye, am so lucky to be able to
I deserve the company of a confidante like you!"
"Little girl, thank God for your love and give me a handsome young master!" Yunxuan smiled playfully, blinked, and nestled shyly in Rong Junye's arms.
"I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground." Rong Junye sighed, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and hugged the sweetheart in his arms tightly, hoping that this was a true portrayal of them, and
Not a chant stored in a book
Suddenly, Yunxuan felt a sharp and stinging gaze directed at them. She slowly raised her head and saw the young man standing behind them. He was wearing a sky blue gown, with a majestic figure, a long body and a handsome figure.
There was a cold chill on Yiying's straight face, her clear and bright eyes were full of anger, her eyebrows were wrinkled high, and her fists were clenched tightly.
Standing in the sea of people, like an angry lion, staring at them
Rong Junye also slowly let go of Yunxuan's body. His eyes were still warm and peaceful, and his face was still calm and calm, but there was a hint of defense in him. He gently and delicately put his arms around Yunxuan's waist and looked at the glaring man.
boy
The crowd around them fell into silence, as if this world belonged exclusively to the three of them.
Zhan Bohan clenched his fists tightly, the anger in his eyes became more and more intense. He gritted his teeth and looked at Rong Junye with sinister eyes. He flicked his sky blue gown and rushed towards Rong Junye without saying a word.
, raised his fist and smashed it towards Rong Junye
Rong Junye was graceful and elegant. He let go of Yunxuan's body and swung his right hand back. He had already caught the punch sent by Zhan Bohan and strangled his wrist. His eyes were clear and leisurely: "Brother Zhan, I remember
The time for our competition has not come yet, it should be the day after tomorrow!",
"You despicable and insidious villain." Zhan Bohan gritted his teeth and looked at Rong Junye. The blue veins on his forehead popped out. He leaned a step forward and looked at Yunxuan beside him with sad eyes. "You said
You feel uncomfortable, is this the reason why you feel uncomfortable? Why, why did you lie to me? Why? "