Suddenly he had the idea of teasing her. Originally he just wanted to take a look from a distance, but his mood changed because of Wen Ruoruo's sudden little move.
Yan Ying turned around, walked up to the room lightly, flew from the side to the banyan tree, and then tiptoed down, sitting right on top of Wen Ruoruo's head. He was obviously a latecomer, but he seemed to have been here a long time ago, calm and relaxed.
He looked at the girl beneath him.
Wen Ruoruo was shocked. She never expected that the handsome face of a beautiful young man with a flowery face appeared in a place where it seemed impossible for anyone to exist.
When those deep and wise eyes met hers, it was as if they could see into her heart, and Wen Ruoruo suddenly felt like she had nothing to hide.
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Yan Ying never expected that she would be so bold.
But he finally caught a glimpse of her shaky body. He immediately reached out and grabbed the hand that was full of bones like chicken claws. His eyebrows knitted into a ball. What did this child grow up eating? Grass roots? Or tree bark? How did he become so thin?
Degree.
Wen Ruoruo didn't feel the fear of slipping back from the hell gate at all. Her palm was wrapped by Yan Ying's big hand, and the slightest warmth was transmitted to her, which made her feel extremely comfortable.
She grinned naturally and smiled lightly, "Who are you? Why are you hiding in the tree of Zixia Palace?"
Yan Ying didn't answer, and put her hand back on the tree trunk expressionlessly.
"Why don't you speak? Are you... an assassin??" She uttered shocking words again, and maintained the following posture to talk to him.
Anyway, she is just a child now. A girl who is not yet fully developed can have the right to talk like a child without worrying about attracting strange looks from others.
"Isn't he an assassin? Is he a eunuch in the palace?" She looked regretful. How could such a handsome man be the father-in-law who had his male dignity cut off? What a waste of nature!