In the stone house, Hanyang looked at Diyi with a troubled face.
Di Yi applied medicine to the wounds on his body, took one look at Bei Minyou and left directly. There was still a lot to do today, and he didn't have time to peep here.
The moon is full, clear, and faintly dancing.
It was just a kiss. Beiming Changfeng looked down at the panting Ziyu, with strong satisfaction flashing in his eyes: "It won't happen again."
Ziyu, who was gasping for breath after being kissed, was stunned when he heard this. He will never do it again? What do you mean?
Is this... a promise to her? Promise not to put yourself in danger in the future?
Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu's questioning eyes, lowered his head, and kissed those round eyes: "I will remember, and I will protect you."
Who, who cares about your protection? Ziyu pursed his lips.
but……
"It's good to know." You are the breadwinner of the family. Now that you have her as your wife, you can't just die if you want. Marrying her but not protecting her for the rest of your life is an irresponsible man.
Thinking that Beiming Changfeng was so close to death today, she felt unhappy.
"Yeah." Beiming Changfeng agreed.
"Next time, let's see if I can save you." Seeing Beiming Changfeng agreeing readily, knowing that he would do it since he promised, Ziyu's temper disappeared as quickly as it came, and he looked sideways.
Beiming Changfeng glanced at it and snorted.
Beiming Changfeng's dark eyes trembled when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth were raised high, blooming into a smile that he had never seen before.
Just like the ice and snow melting to reveal the fiery red hibiscus flowers underneath, they cannot be seen until they are seen, but once they see them, they will overwhelm the country.
Ziyu was stunned, Beiming Changfeng smiled, he actually smiled, smiled...
Damn it, you are a monster.
"You...you...smiled." Ziyu jumped up violently and pointed at Beiming Changfeng, almost speechless.
Beiming Changfeng can actually laugh. Does he also have the ability to laugh?
God, that's incredible.
The smile disappeared in a flash, and Beiming Changfeng returned to expressionless again: "You are wrong."
"No, I read that right. He's smiling. Young Master, he's smiling." Ziyu rushed forward and grabbed Beiming Changfeng's face.
Monster, she wants to see the monster.
Beiming Changfeng stretched out his hand to catch Ziyu, who rushed towards him, and unceremoniously rubbed him into his arms and kissed him again.
"Well...I want to see...the smile..."
It's a pity that Ziyu still has a chance to struggle under the force of the domineering Beiming Changfeng.
The messy starry sky, black hair flying, mixed with the thin long hair in the night, lingering and unparalleled.
"That's it?" In the room, Bei Minyou's eyes widened in disbelief.
He thought it would be difficult to coax Ziyu who lost his temper, but his elder brother just went over and said a few words, and the two of them reconciled?
"Sister Ziyu is so ungrateful." Sister Ziyu, who is so tight-lipped and so dog-legged, really wastes her sharp and fortitude when the mountain collapses. She forgives her brother so easily.
Don't you have a temper? Hanyang glanced at the two people facing the moon on the stone. Why did he think this was just an appearance?
Did he think too much?
"That's how powerful the eldest son is." Their eldest son is powerful in all aspects, and naturally he is also very good at coaxing his wife.
Bei Minyou looked back at Hanyang, frowning in confusion: "Really?"
"Of course." Hanyang said confidently.
"Okay, let's not discuss this issue anymore. There are still many things that we need to deal with." As long as the eldest young master and Ziyu reconcile,