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362: everything will be fine

A ray of sunlight filtered in from the window, passing through the curtains and casting a silhouette on the wooden floor.

Looking at the time, it was already noon.

The two people on the bed hugged each other and slept soundly. Lan Nuyin hugged the waist of the person next to the pillow and slept soundly.

Yi Yanfeng opened her hazy sleepy eyes, and there was a layer of mist in her dark starry eyes. It was different from the clarity when she was awake, and had a different kind of charm.

She looked at the sleeping person in her arms and smiled. She was exhausted last night.

The arm she was resting on was numb, and he gently kissed her fragrant hair.

The happiest thing is to wake up and see the person you love most in front of you.

The gentle kiss fell on her forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, until it stopped at her cherry red lips.

"Well... stop making trouble, let me sleep for a while..." The person in his arms protested, struggled for a while and continued to sleep on his chest.

"Are you awake?"

"Not awake."

Yi Yanfeng couldn't laugh or cry. "Didn't we agree to go to Lan's house today? If we don't get up, there will be no chance."

"But I'm so tired...it's all your fault!"

"Who told you to behave badly?"

"What's wrong with me..." I've been obedient enough to let you eat it, but you're still not satisfied... Humph.

"It's you..." He suddenly got stuck in the middle of his words, his chest began to hurt violently, and fine cold sweat covered his forehead.

"Feng!" Lan Nuyin's sleepy boy was immediately chased away. He wanted to get up but was stopped by Yi Yanfeng. "Idiot, put on your clothes before going out! It's very cold!"

The timbre of his voice changed, but he was still worried about her.

Lan Nuoyin hugged him tightly, "Feng, how are you? Do you feel a lot of pain?"

His hand was covering his chest. It must be very painful, right?

When I think of this, self-blame comes flooding in.

"With your 'comfort', it won't hurt!"

Lan Nuoyin hit him, and his tears turned into laughter. Why did he even make fun of her?

"Then let's..." Her eyes were pure and without impurities, and her cheeks were blushing, as attractive as a ripe apple.

Yi Yanfeng kissed her lips heavily, plundering her sweetness wantonly. The pain slowly disappeared, and then he let her go as he wished.

Yi Yanfeng was wearing pajamas and carefully opened the quilt. "Lie down and I'll get you some clothes!"

Lan Nuyin curled her lips, she was not an ice cream, it would melt when the cold wind blew.

But he just didn't want to see her feel any discomfort at all.

Lan Nuyin's nose felt sore when she thought that his pain was caused by her own hands. Yi Yanfeng, how could you be so stupid? Why didn't you know how to hide? You caused her harm. Now, she blames herself and wants to divert all his pain away.

onto her.

But at that time, he just wanted to keep her, but he didn't know that she would regain her memory.

"Yin'er!" He knew that she was blaming herself again. Although he had tried his best not to have an attack in front of her and would find an excuse to leave as soon as he felt pain, but sometimes, it was beyond his control! He also didn't want her to feel guilty and uncomfortable.

,But……

"Everything will be fine!"

"Got it!" Lan Nuyin smiled. She knew that he didn't like to see her blaming herself and feeling uncomfortable, so she had to be happy in front of him.

Like he said...

Everything will be fine.

She always believed it.

Put on good clothes, a fluffy little coat and a snow-white velvet skirt, paired with goose velvet high-heeled boots, you will feel as pure as an angel.

She couldn't wait to see the snow.

It must be wonderful to watch the snow falling in the sky with him.

Lan Nuyin stepped forward in high heels and almost collapsed, but luckily Yi Yanfeng caught her.

With an ambiguous smile, "Yin'er, what's wrong?"

Lan Nuyin's face turned red. To be honest, her lower body was so sore and painful that she couldn't stand on high heels.

He supported Yi Yanfeng with one hand and took off his shoes with the other, putting on a pair of flat short boots. "Feng, it's all your fault!"

"Okay then, how about I make it up to you and carry you down?"

Lan Nuoyin glared at him, "I don't want it!"

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Xiyu, let’s count, Chapter 2.


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