Chapter 176: A light kiss landed on her slightly opened mouth
Who can explain to her that Yang Guifei's biological mother has not yet given birth, but brother Yan Yin has not predicted it for a while.
Shake him awake and ask what's going on?
Ruoruo naturally remembered the last time Yan Ying used a parallelogram to describe the moon. At that time, he blamed her for hearing it wrong. But every time she thought about it later, she seemed to not be able to remember whether Yan Ying had said such a thing.
Well, even if she misheard the parallelogram due to tinnitus, what about Concubine Yang? How should he argue? Or that it was a problem with her ears?
Or, after opening your eyes, you pretend to be innocent and refuse to admit it until you die.[
This man can definitely do it.
The eight-piece bedding set left by Yan Chuyao is still cushioned under Ruoruo's body. The pillows on which Crayon Shin-chan and Chibi Maruko-chan look like looking at the moon. Since Yan Chuyao is 80% likely to have traveled through time, then this person next to him
Man, stumped...
Yan Ying turned over and took Ruoruo back into his arms. He grunted a few times and held her close to his chest. He occasionally murmured in his sleep, "Ruoruo, sleep well, I'm here, don't be afraid."
Wen Ruoruo remained motionless and allowed him to treat her as a sleeping doll, thinking unsteadily in her mind, and sleep could no longer come to her.
Under the moonlight, Yan Ying's angular facial features softened slightly, losing a bit of the aggressive aura during the day. His thin lips were slightly raised, as if he had dreamed of some pleasant scene.
She was bombarded by sudden thoughts and was distracted. If she couldn't find a way to expose this huge secret, she would inevitably have a surge of heart every time she saw Yan Ying in the future.
All night long, the man next to her fell asleep deeply, Ruoruo's face was pressed against his chest, and all her thoughts grew wings and flew away. She turned over and over to study Yan Ying's identity, and there were ten thousand possibilities that were discovered by her one by one.
Denial and speculation are always the most angry self-struggles.
Before dawn, Yan Ying opened his eyes on time as always, lowered his head and looked at the sleepy eyes of the woman in his arms. After a while, a light kiss fell on her slightly open mouth.