What's the use of thinking about it? If you don't want to think about it, can you rule your mind not to think about it?
"It doesn't matter if I want to, or if I don't want to, Che... I know what I will do, and naturally I won't be like Princess Yu..." Ting Qingyu's suppressed sadness subsided again, and her expression was cold and indifferent.
"Do you really know how to do it? Do you want me to teach you?" The voice behind suddenly sounded playful and ambiguous.
"Che...what else are you planning?"
Ting Qingyu turned around and looked at him with some confusion. She wanted to call him Cheyue, but she was afraid that the spies would hear her.[
Che Yueshen smiled mysteriously and stepped forward to hug her ambiguously. Ting Qingyu was startled. She must be trying to be ambiguous again, "Yu'er, be sweet with me and you can forget about him..."
"Fuck you!" Ting Qing's Yuyan eyes glared, and just as she stretched out her small pink fist to hit her, Cheyue laughed, quickly let her go, jumped up, and jumped off the terrace.
"My Yu'er, have a good rest. See you tomorrow."
The voice drifted in the wind, and the night was miserable. Ting Qingyu stared blankly at Che Yue's disappearing back. The cold wind swept over her, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Cheyue...
He has always been loyal to him, but he can't compensate him with anything.
Hey, in this world, you owe me, and I owe you.
*****
Soul Valley.
The young master was reclining on the bed, and the air was filled with a special smell.
Two men in black knelt in front, carefully reporting the recent situation under his lazy and cold gaze.
When the situation was reported, the young master narrowed his eyes and showed a satisfied smile.
"Young Master, he really took action." Fei'er shrank in his arms like a kitten and said softly.
"Well, Xiao Wen...is indeed the person I admire most. It seems that he will be very conscious without us reminding him."
"I didn't expect that it would be quite beneficial to have Xiang'er by his side. Mr. Xiao Wen has finally settled down. Young Master, you don't have to worry." Fei'er had a charming smile on her face and touched her hard.
Give him a lick.
There was a strange light in the young master's eyes, and the two men in black knelt down fearfully, fearing that if the young master got angry, their lives would be in danger.