This Lord is Too Cruel: 249 Like to die

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Ye Meixi watched the figure of day and night gradually become clear, his mouth curled up with a charming smile, opened his arms, tapped his toes, and flew down from the top of the city, his dark red brocade robe Moving with the wind, somehow, there was a heavy snowfall this morning. Snowflakes flying all over the sky set off his enchanting face, just like You Hong. He whirled down, stepping on the white snow on his toes and passing through the white mist. , Fell on Feng Aotian's horse with an embarrassment.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Ye Meixi fell in her arms, her voice filled with deep thoughts, "If you don't come back again, Meixi will find it herself."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and when he saw his thin clothes, his eyes sank, "I'm not afraid of freezing."

Ye Meixi raised her eyes to look at the expression between her eyebrows and eyes, and smiled, "If it's frozen, my master hurts."

Feng Aotian let out a cold snort, unwrapped the mink that he was wearing, wrapped his body in, and rode his horse into the city gate.

Long Yin followed to one side, but after a glance at Ye Meixi, he followed.

Feng Ao got off the horse and entered the Furong Pavilion holding Ye Meixi, feeling that he was very cold. She lowered her eyes and said in an unpleasant tone, "I don't spare myself any more."

Ye Meixi leaned in her arms, her charming lips slightly raised, just staring at her face, "Master, can I take the Emperor Xuan Mo down this time?"

Feng Aotian raised his mouth slightly and looked down at him, "How can it be easily won."

"According to the charm of the Lord, this painstaking effort is equivalent to a life. You gave it to him like this. Didn't he have the slightest touch?" Ye Meixi obviously didn't believe it.

Feng Aotian hugged him into the house, put him on the bed, covered with a silk quilt, "Don't think that you have a deep inner strength to protect your body, so you can toss yourself like this."

Ye Meixi raised her hand to hold her hand, and put her warm palm on her cheek, "Master, Meixi wants to kill you."

Feng Aotian immediately sat beside him, "You, Lord Liu Ding won't say you are you?"

Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, she stood up gently, and leaned against her arms. Even if he knew her was a woman, he still liked to snuggle in her arms like this. It felt so good to be guarded.

Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly and said softly, "Master will stay with you for a few more days."

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at her, "Lord is not in a hurry to go to Caiguo?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "It's not the time yet, the Lord is waiting for Leling to make a move."

Ye Meixi opened his arms and hugged her tightly, "Then you can make up for Meixi these few days."

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a light smile, then raised his eyes, and saw that Long Yin had entered the house, standing quietly on one side, the snow on his body had not melted yet, and the whole person looked like Like hiding in the wind and snow.

She turned her eyes to see that Zi Huan had walked in with Jiang Tang, put it on one side, and retreated.

Long Yin immediately came over with Jiang Tang, handed it to her, and then moved back to the side.

Ye Meixi looked at Long Yin's scene, and couldn't help but blinked, before looking at Feng Aotian, "Master, is he an evil spirit?"

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "It is more serious than evil."

"Is it scared by you?" Ye Meixi's words meant that Long Yin was eaten by Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian picked up two bowls of **** soup, one to Ye Meixi, and one to Long Yin, who was next to him, "I gave them all to drink."

Long Yin took the **** soup with both hands, raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and whispered, "Wang Zun, you should drink first."

Feng Aotian took the **** soup in his hand, raised his head and drank half of it, then handed him the remaining half, "I drank it."

Long Yin looked at the bowl in his hand again, hooked the corner of his mouth, and then drank together, but drank slowly, as if slowly savoring.

Ye Meixi drank the **** soup while peering at Long Yin’s expression, then looked sideways at Feng Aotian, and then handed the **** soup to Feng Aotian, "Master, Meixi will drink you too. Over."

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, she really didn’t eat any loss, she immediately took a sip, lowered her head and fed it into his mouth, sweeping the smell of **** soup between his teeth, looking up at him , "It tastes good."

Ye Meixi’s fair complexion became more and more attractive due to the steaming **** soup. He leaned in Feng Aotian’s arms and pouted the corners of his mouth, "Master, Meixi wants more."

Feng Aotian looked up at Long Yin, saw that he had finished drinking, turned around, put the bowl back into the tray, standing on one side as if nothing had happened.

She smiled slyly at the corner of her mouth, turned her eyes to look at Ye Meixi, her eyes full of petting, she raised her head and took a sip of **** soup, and then went into his mouth again, such a move, The others seemed to be just the joy in the boudoir, and Long Yin stood aside, only raising his eyes to look into the distance, he did not dare to look, and did not have the courage to look.

Ye Meixi leaned weakly and bonelessly in Feng Aotian’s arms, wrapped his hands around her waist, and the soup was hanging from the corners of his mouth. He charmed the tip of his tongue and slowly dropped the soup to the ground. Involved in his own mouth, she glared at Feng Aotian like silk.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, slid his fingers across the skirt of his clothes, stroked his tender skin, pressed him down, lowered his head and kissed his delicate lips.

Long Yin raised his eyes and looked forward, feeling the ambiguous temperature coming from his side, but he felt cold and bitter, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, his heart seemed to be torn apart.

The lingering kiss rippled the heartstrings of the two. There is no doubt that Ye Meixi's charming skills are naturally available, and within a moment, they will make each other confused.

Feng Aotian stopped at the last moment. After all, she has just returned now, and there is a big Buddha in the restaurant opposite. If he gets jealous, he is afraid that all the jealous jars in the city will be used. All overturned.

Ye Meixi saw that Feng Aotian stopped at the last moment. He felt that this was a denial of his ability. He hooked Feng Aotian's hem, "Master, do you dislike Meixi?"

Feng Aotian saw a bit of sadness and dissatisfaction flashing in his beautiful eyes, and he lowered his head and slid lightly on his delicate red lips, "Master just came back, and I love you so much tonight."

Ye Meixi was a little bit uncomfortable, "But, Meixi misses my master now."

Feng Aotian knows that this kind of thing can't bear it. Since she hooked up his fire, she would naturally be responsible for putting it out. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, then she lowered the curtains, lifted the hem of his clothes, five fingers Go into battle.

Ye Meixi’s beautiful eyes flowed, and when she touched her hand, she suddenly paused, but she still felt the tremors. She held her waist with her hands and buried her cheeks in her arms. , Rubbing her chest.

Occasionally, there are a few extremely sweet, but also reverie, humming sounds, really ecstatic.

Long Yin finally couldn't help it. He turned sideways, the corners of his eyes were unknowingly a little bitter. He wanted to grab the door, but his footsteps seemed to be set in place, not at his disposal.

"Master..." Ye Meixi couldn't help calling out, lying weakly on the bed, staring at her sideways.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, sat up slowly, took out the silk kerchief and wiped his fingers, looking at him with a smile, "Wait for the Lord."

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded lightly. Although she was not satisfied, she was relieved a lot. He watched Feng Ao get down on the bed, lying weakly on the bed, and lifted the brocade to cover himself. Body.

Long Yin's side eyes turned to Ye Meixi's charming eyes, and the coquettish appearance after that*, he suddenly felt that he was suffocating.

Feng Aotian walked to clean her hands in front of the golden basin on her own, and then turned around to see Long Yin's expression flashing by. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and then she walked in front of him, "Why does her face look bad?"

Long Yin looked down at Feng Aotian, resisting the sadness in his heart, shaking his head, "Long Yin is very good."

Feng Aotian raised his hand to pinch his nose, held his clenched fist in his own hand, and slowly left the house holding his hand.

Long Yin just followed her away quietly and obediently, Ye Meixi turned sideways and looked at the two people who left, a meaningful smile on his lips.

Feng Aotian took Long Yin to the next room, and when she entered the house, she turned her eyes to look at him, "I have been tired these few days, so I rested earlier."

Long Yin lowered his eyes and nodded lightly, "Yes."

Feng Aotian stepped forward and hugged him, letting him lean in his arms, "You have been alive for two thousand years, why are you still so dumb?"

Long Yin's thin eyelashes trembling slightly, he carefully leaned against her neck, feeling the faint tenderness, listening to the meaning of her words, he did not say a word.

Feng Aotian patted his back and listened quietly to his heartbeat. His physique is inherently cold. Although he drank **** soup, he didn't get warmer and his body was cold. Yes, he just leaned in her arms, like a lone boat wandering, looking for the other shore.

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Aotian took his hand and walked slowly to the bed, motioned him to take off his shoes and lay on the bed. She lay down beside him and hugged him. Sleep with you."

"Yeah." Now that Long Yin felt his own heart beating, he hugged Feng Aotian tightly, leaned in her arms, gradually relaxed and fell asleep slowly.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his white face, outlined his face, gently covered his body with the brocade, then got up and got off the bed.

She left the house, Ye Meixi was already leaning against the door waiting for her.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly and stepped forward to look at him, "How long have you been waiting here for the Lord?"

"Master with him?" Ye Meixi glanced sideways at the room where the dragon was resting, and whispered.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and embraced him, "What do you think?"

"It seems that the Lord has provoked another one back." Ye Meixi said clearly.

Feng Aotian smiled quietly, and patted his butt, "Go back and rest, Lord, go and see Zi Mo."

"Hey." Ye Meixi sighed quietly, "He is the only one in his heart."

Feng Aotian knocked on his forehead, "Since you said so, the Lord will rest at his place tonight."

Ye Meixi pouted the corners of her mouth, and leaned in her arms quickly, "Is it true that you said it?"

"Naturally." Feng Aotian raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

"That Meixi followed the Lord." Ye Meixi said, holding Feng Aotian's arm.

Feng Aotian smiled, "Okay, go and rest. The wind has been blowing on the tower for so long, so I don’t want to raise him well, and see how he cleans you tonight."

The corners of Ye Meixi’s mouth raised slightly, and then he relaxed with satisfaction, "That Meixi waits for the Lord."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then pushed him forward, turned and left Furong Pavilion.

Ye Meixi watched her leave, but did not turn back to the room. Instead, she opened the door in front of her, walked in, and saw Long Yin lying on the bed. He moved forward slowly, waiting to go. Next to the bed, he twisted his waist and sat on the carved chair on one side, "I know you are not asleep."

Long Yin opened his eyes, raised them and looked at Ye Meixi, "What are you doing?"

"Just looking at you." Ye Meixi smiled and looked at Long Yin on the bed through the curtain, and said slowly, "A thousand years ago, the demon king and the king fell in love with the holy lord of the holy clan. It’s a pity that the demon king went against the will of God and slayed. Wang Zun and the Holy Lord worked together to destroy the devil. However, at the last moment, it was the Shenlong who stepped forward to help the Wang Zun and the Holy Lord. The devil was killed and the Shenlong was also killed. He was seriously injured, and was later designed to surrender by the founding emperor of the Southern Return to China, and he was forced into the magic mirror."

"How do you know?" Long Yin looked at Ye Meixi, things that happened thousands of years ago, few people know now, and where did Ye Meixi know?

Ye Meixi looked up at him, "This jade pendant told me."

He took out the jade pendant in his hand, this is the national jade pendant in the town of South China.

Long Yin squinted his eyes slightly, bursting out chills, "Do you know the consequences of using it?"

Ye Meixi raised his hand and threw the jade pendant to Long Yin, "This jade pendant absorbed your thoughts, and then turned into aura, so some memories of your past are preserved. What I see is only a few Part of it, this consequence, I naturally understand, but unfortunately, you didn't expect that this jade pendant was bought by my parents for their lives. It was already opened at the beginning. I just used my own blood to wake it up again. "

It was only by accident that Ye Meixi cut his finger and dripped blood on the jade pendant to unlock the dusty memory in the jade pendant. He raised his eyes and looked at Long Yin, "I won't tell what's inside. She, you can rest assured."

Long Yin held the jade pendant in both hands, tears from the corners of his eyes couldn't help dripping inside, "Without it, I am afraid I can't support the present."

Ye Meixi knows the pain that he can't get by loving someone. He knows how much Long Yin has paid for her. What he sees is only a small part of it, and he has made him feel ashamed, let alone this. His pain and love for two thousand years.

He got up and looked at Long Yin, "Now that I have caught it, I have to guard it and cherish it, so why bother?"

Long Yin raised his eyes to look at Ye Meixi, and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "I don't want to, but everything is too late."

Ye Meixi said solemnly, "As long as you want to, there is no time. If you still want to escape, then you will never have this chance."

Long Yin's figure paused slightly. He looked at Ye Meixi, but pressed his lips tightly. He saw the full of love that Yu Peine had poured into him, but he couldn't see his deep love for these two thousand years. In deep pain, Long Yin held the jade pendant tightly until the jade pendant turned into powder. He let go of his hand weakly. The powder flowed out from between his fingers and went with the wind, like his memories of thousands of years.

Ye Meixi knew that he had his way, so she was just a kind reminder. Without saying much, she turned around and left the house.

Long Yin lay back on the bed again, Jiang Jin was tightly wrapped around his body, he felt the extinction cold sweeping his body, cold, really cold.

Feng Aotian has landed in the attic of the restaurant at this moment. Wei Zimo just got up. He naturally knows that Feng Aotian is coming back today. He knows better that she will definitely come, and simply waits for her here.

He raised his eyes slightly and saw her come in with a faint smile, and then sat beside him, resting his head on his shoulder, "I don't see the Lord these days, do you think?"

Wei Zimo turned slightly to his side, turned his eyes to stare at her for a long while, suddenly pressed her under his body, lowered his head and kissed her lips eagerly, everything is silent.

After a brief lingering, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, Wei Zimo opened her clothes, and saw the faint scar on his heart, his cold eyes flashed a touch of distress, more It is anger, "You are really willing."

Feng Aotian pressed his palm to his heart, "If one day, if you need it, you will be willing to do it."

Wei Zimo looked at her coldly, and said solemnly, "I don't need it in my life."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, knowing that his mouth is hard and soft, she exhaled deeply, "Do you feel bad?"

Wei Zimo looked at her blankly, and couldn't help sighing, "What kind of woman are you?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "What kind of woman is the Lord, you can see clearly, where else you haven't seen?"

Wei Zimo snorted coldly when she listened to her rude words, "You are the only woman in this world who can have such courage, and she doesn't feel sorry for her body at all."

Feng Aotian raised his hand to wrap his waist, "Who said that, I feel sorry for him."

Wei Zimo touched her forehead, "You are not allowed to spare your body in the future, I don't ask for anything now, I just ask you to be safe."

Feng Aotian knows his fear and pity. He doesn't say anything, but, already sad in his heart, she nodded gently, "Okay."

Wei Zimo's mouth was full of smiles, and the veil had been taken off. His beautiful face flashed across Qingcheng's smile, but the light smile that bowed his head was overflowing with tenderness.

Feng Aotian closed his eyes and leaned in his arms peacefully, "If the world is over, what do you want to do?"

"What about you?" Wei Zimo couldn't help asking.

"I want to be with you for the rest of my life and have a group of children. I no longer have to worry about when you will have an accident, let alone open your eyes the next day, and you will not be by my side." Feng Aotian's mouth was hanging. Smiled lightly and said softly, "I'm afraid of being alone."

Wei Zimo gently hugged her, "I just want to guard you, not going anywhere."

Feng Aotian opened his eyes and looked at him, rolled over and pressed him under him, "Why are you so good?"

"I just found out that I'm good now?" Wei Zimo stroked her face and whispered, "I am only good to you in this world."

Feng Aotian smiled and kissed his lips again. She knew that she would never be alone again. This way, with them by her side, everything was worth it.

"Wuyun entered Le Qiguo, and there was no news. Meteor can't find him now." Wei Zimo and Feng Aotian lay on the soft couch, she played with the blue silk on his chest.

"Do you know where he is?" Feng Aotian asked, raising his eyes to look at him.

"I don't know." Wei Zimo shook his head, "He seems to have planned to go this time."

Feng Aotian's red lips tickled slightly, "He is planning to die."

Wei Zimo paused slightly and looked down at her, "Then you have a good idea?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "No."

"You are not worried at all." Wei Zimo snorted, obviously dissatisfied with Feng Aotian's tone.

Feng Aotian pecked at the corner of his lips, she was really beautiful, she looked at his flawless body, without any flaws, remembering his suffering in those days, and her fingertips ran across his chest , "No way is the best way."

Wei Zimo stared at her, seeming to be meditating, and within a moment, a magnificent smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "You, nothing can escape your calculations."

Feng Aotian rubbed his cheek, "It's just following his will. His temperament looks very casual. If he is more stubborn, I am afraid he is more stubborn than you."

Wei Zimo smiled, "You see everyone through."

"Master only looks at the people he likes." Feng Aotian said with a grin, "Anyway, you have been completely seen by the master, and you will never want to run away in this life."

Wei Zimo sighed deeply, "Who said I was going to escape?"

Feng Aotian hooked his neck, "Don't even think about it."

Wei Zimo's eyes turned slightly, "What if I really escape one day?"

"I will use an iron chain to lock you on your lord's dragon couch, and offer my lord to have fun every day to see where you can escape." Feng Aotian touched his nose and said in a deep voice.

Wei Zimo flashed coldly and overflowed with soft light, "Then you will lock it for a lifetime."

Feng Aotian gave a cold snort, fingertips all the way down, "Then even this is locked?"

"As long as you like it." Wei Zimo hugged her tightly, "Stay tonight."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I think about it, but I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night and see a pair of resentful eyes."

Wei Zimo naturally knew the meaning of Feng Aotian’s words, and he sneered, "You are really good to him."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Master is not good to you?"

"Naturally treat him better than me." Wei Zimo said categorically.

"Master Shicai came from him, and he said that his master is better to you than him, and now he wants to beat you here and go to him. If you say that the master is better to him than you, then the master will not stay in either place. Now, go to Longyin's place." Feng Aotian said coolly.

Wei Zimo said coldly, "What happened to me, I have a new love now."

Feng Aotian blinked his eyes, raised his hand to pinch his nose, "The more I speak, the more intense it gets."

"Am I right?" Wei Zimo got up, put on his clothes, and wanted to stay.

Feng Aotian shook his hand, "If you play a little bit more, I will leave now."

Wei Zimo shook her hand away, "What are you waiting for? There are two charming people waiting for you there. You are afraid that you can't wait to go now."

Feng Aotian saw that he was really jealous, so he put on his clothes in a hurry, "Just leave."

While speaking, he turned to open the door and stepped out.

A blast of cold wind blows in, and the temperature in the room suddenly becomes cold. Wei Zimo puts on his clothes, but stands motionless in a proper posture until he can't hear any sound. Then he slowly turns around, Seeing that the room became more and more deserted and empty, his heart also became empty. He slowly turned around in a daze, and lay down where she had just lay down, feeling her residual temperature.

"Fool." A cold voice sounded, and Feng Aotian slowly stood in front of him, looking at him that made her want to take a few moments.

Wei Zimo waited to hear the sound, thinking it was an illusion. He raised his eyes and looked at her blankly, but he didn't move. He pressed his lips tightly, just looking at her blankly like this.

Feng Aotian lay down next to him again, leaning against his arms, her body was a little cold, she covered them with a quilt, "You are always tortured to death by your own temperament."

Wei Zimo looked up at her, "Don't you like my temperament?"

Feng Aotian quickly agreed, "Yes, I like it, I like it to death."

Wei Zimo opened a coquettish smile, "I've been working hard to change it, but it can't always be changed."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "You don't need to change anything for me, just be yourself. I like you to play tricks like this, as long as it is yours, I like it."

Wei Zimo leaned quietly in her arms, "It's so cold without your arms."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I love to hear that."

Wei Zimo didn't say anything any more, just listened to each other's heartbeats quietly, just stay like this.

The dragon lay hidden on the bed all day, never coming out.

Ye Meixi reclined on the soft couch, reading the memorials accumulated over the past few days, and reading the secret letter.

It was the night. After Feng Aotian accompanied Wei Zimo for dinner, he returned to Furong Pavilion and went to see Long Yin first. He saw that his eyes were a little dull, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts. Pulling out, her eyes sank slightly, and she pulled him up from the bed.

"Long Yin?" she called in a deep voice.

Long Yin turned his eyes back to look at Feng Aotian, his mouth raised slightly, "Wang Zun."

Feng Aotian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was reacting, and then he took him into his arms, "What are you thinking about?"

Long Yin leaned in her arms. Ye Meixi was right. He should fight for it. He slowly raised his hand, held her waist, raised his eyes to look at her, and lowered his head to kiss Her lips.

Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows and blinked her eyes. Long Yin's sudden behavior made her surprised. Feeling the icy sweetness of mint between her lips and teeth, she gently responded to him and sucked in. The smell of him, tearing his clothes with both hands, pushed him down on the bed.

Long Yin clasped her shoulders with both hands, just whispering, "Wang Zun, Wang Zun..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Huh?"

Long Yin’s clothes were scattered, and those blue eyes were full of love. He hugged her tightly, leaning against her, "Don’t leave Long Yin, OK?"

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master will not leave you."

The corner of Long Yin's mouth evokes a slight smile, "Wang Zun, Long Yin will never leave you."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and kissed his eyebrows. She once again felt the unusual cold radiating from him, her eyes dimmed, she hugged him off the bed, and flew into the restaurant.

Wei Zimo just took off the brocade robe on her body and was about to rest when she saw Feng Aotian rushing in holding Long Yin.

His cold eyes flashed briefly, and then he stepped forward to turn on the mechanism, "Go in."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Zimo, before holding Long Yin into the hot spring pool.

She hugged him tightly, feeling the icy cold from his body, the temperature of the hot spring filled each other's skins, it was really two heavens of ice and fire.

I don't know that after a long time, Long Yin woke up faintly and looked up at Feng Aotian's clothes soaked. He couldn't help but distressed and said, "Wang Zun, take care of your body."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You shouldn't be thinking wildly."

Long Yin narrowed his eyes, "It won't happen in the future."

Feng Aotian hugged him out of the hot spring pool. Wei Zimo had ordered Zihuan to take his two clothes over. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian and Long Yin, "Everyone is good now. Now, I hold it so tight."

Feng Aotian put down Long Yin, took the clothes aside, "Master, put it on for you."

"Long Yin came by himself." Long Yin said he wanted to get it.

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Which so much nonsense."

She dragged him into the screen without saying a word, then took off the clothes sticking to him, put on clean clothes for him, and then took off the wet clothes on her body, and changed them everywhere, holding his Hand out of the screen.

Wei Zimo looked at her with a sullen face, there must be other things in it, and he understands that she is unhappy now, "Go back, I have to rest."

Feng Aotian glanced at Wei Zimo, then led Long Yin out of the attic without saying a word.

Wei Zimo looked at her leaving figure, then looked at Long Yinzheng and looked back at him. He just glanced at him lightly, then raised his hand to close the door, and when nothing happened, nothing happened. Go to the bed on your own, lie down, slowly close your eyes, and fall asleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian took Long Yin back to Furong Pavilion and ordered Zihuan to prepare the porridge. She held his hand very hard, as if to crush it. When she entered the house, she raised her eyes to look at him. , "Why did you get sick again?"

Long Yin lowered his head, "Xu is a little tired these few days."

"Really?" Feng Aotian stepped forward, squeezing his chin, "Then let him rest."

Long Yin saw that she was really angry, so he hugged her tightly, begging in his voice, "Wang Zun, Long Yin was wrong, please don't leave Long Yin and don't be angry."

Feng Aotian listened to his begging, his mind moved, what exactly did he endure alone? So cautious?

She hugged him back, "He won't leave you behind, and won't be angry."

Long Yin looked at her carefully, "Really?"

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "So you have to be obedient."

"Long Yin will be obedient and won't annoy Wang Zun anymore." Long Yin looked down at her, and his eyes looked at her timidly.

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