Zhuye Tong was recovering from her injuries, so she thought about leaving earlier. She was used to being alone, but suddenly there was another person beside her. Life was comfortable, but she was not used to it. In addition, the longer they stayed together, she
I was horrified to find that I had become dependent on this scoundrel man. Every time I opened my eyes and saw Yan Rong's smiling face while sleeping, my body could not help but relax.
No, she absolutely couldn't tolerate this feeling getting deeper and deeper.
In this life, the only one she can rely on is herself. Even her relatives can't count on her, let alone a man she met by chance and whose origins are unknown.
So that night, when Yan Rong helped her up to have dinner, he jokingly called her Xiao Hei. Her voice was unusually calm and not angry, and she said calmly, "My name is not Xiao Hei. My surname is Zhu and my name is Ye Tong."
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Yan Rong tilted his head and fluttered his eyelashes, "Bamboo Leaf Pupil, haha, it's a good name, but does Xiao Hei sound better? You see, it fits your image better, right?" [