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"No, why is he so angry? Tsk." Yan Junge hugged him tightly, lowered his head and found Zhang Yiyan staring at him with an unkind expression, and suddenly felt guilty.

Well,,,

It seems that he hasn't officially confessed his love yet, but he has kissed her a few times. Now that he is suddenly declaring his sovereignty in front of outsiders, Yanyan won't be angry anymore.

There were frequent gasps of air not far away, and Yan Junge realized belatedly that so many people were looking at them. No wonder the words and expressions are not very good.

Forehead,,,

The society is dead,,,

Still holding Yan Yan together.

He coughed twice in embarrassment, "Ahem, Da Fei, Lao Meng, I'll leave this to you."

"Ah, no problem."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Yan Junga held his hand and walked toward the car, leaned over and whispered, "Yanyan, are you angry?"

"Don't be so impulsive next time." He didn't like to be watched and discussed, and it was because of this kind of thing. In addition, although I didn't take it to heart about what happened in City Bureau A before, it was still not a good memory.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Junge, his thin lips pursed tightly. He should make it clear to him.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry, but I wasn't impulsive. You are the most important thing to me." He stood firm and pulled the person to stop face to face.

Although the time and place were not suitable, and he had not prepared any gifts, he did not want Yanyan to think that he said that deliberately to annoy Duan Huicai. He had always been serious about Yanyan.

Knowing what he was going to say, he shook his head slightly with a serious expression, "Yan Junge, I can't respond to your thoughts."

Looking at his stunned expression, his handsome face had long since lost its usual courage, and he was anxious to say something.

He raised his hand and gently placed it on his lips, sighing silently. He couldn't bear it, but he still continued, "I know what you want to say, so please don't go on."

"The most I can do is maintain the status quo."

"Yan Junge, I told you that I will not be with anyone."

Yan Junge's scalp was numb. He thought that the two of them were in love.

For a moment, he looked helpless and dejected. He blinked hard, took the hand on his lips into his big hand, and squeezed it tightly.

Taking a deep breath, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was naturally hoarse, "Yanyan, it's too cold, let's go back to the car."

The two walked to the car in silence. Yan Junge held Zhang Yiyan's hand the whole time. He was afraid that if he let go, the person in front of him would leave without hesitation.

Sighing, Zhang Yiyan withdrew his hand, opened the car door, and sat in. I found a wet tissue and started wiping the rope. Although I used a purification spell, I still wiped it.

"boom."

Yan Junge looked at the empty palm and was stunned for a long time, his brows furrowed, and a touch of sadness showed on his handsome face.

Gritting his teeth, he walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door and sat on it, deliberately tilting his head and not looking at Zhang Yiyan.

He covered his face with his big hands, feeling overwhelmed inside.

What does Yan Yan mean? Rejected yourself?

Why? Doesn't he like himself anymore? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

I like you so much, why don’t you like me, ah ah ah ah ah ah

You scumbag, you scumbag, you scumbag, you kissed and hugged me, you deceived all my heart, and now I don’t want to be responsible.

,,, The hand that was wiping the rope paused, and he turned his head to look at the person in the driver's seat, deliberately turning his back to himself. His body was shaking slightly and his breathing was a little rapid.

His eyes flickered and he concentrated, wanting to see what Yan Junge thought.

Woohoo, Yanyan is a scumbag, he throws away what he gets.

Words, words, words, words,,,

No, no, I can't feel sorry for myself, I have to let Yan Yan never leave me.

Woo woo woo,,,,

(?_?)

I gave all my property, house, and car to Yanyan, begging him to be with me to see if he would have a better chance.

Or you can cook the cooked rice directly, that’s not bad, hehehehehe.

Zhang Yiyan's forehead jumped Σ(゜゜)

No, no, if Yanyan gets angry and slaps me away.

Zhang Yiyan: You are somewhat self-aware.

Ah ah ah ah ah what to do, what to do.

By the way, words are the most soft-hearted. If I ask him now, it will definitely help.

So what should I say?

love me(＾▽＾)

not love me(???︿???)

Love

,,,

After brainstorming for who knows how long, Zhang Yiyan saw him twisting and turning in his seat with all the messy things in his mind. He was really speechless and funny.

He put the rope away, wiped his hands again, and threw away the wet paper.

Then he reached out and pushed his shoulder. Yan Junge froze for a moment as if he was electrocuted, and then slowly turned around.

The eyes were red, but there were no tears.

Sighing, she gently placed her palms on his cheeks, brushed the corners of her eyes with her thumbs, and said with a wicked smile, "Are you crying?"

"I'm going to cry, can you take back what you just said?" The big dog looked aggrieved o(╥﹏╥)o

"No." He replied without hesitation.

Sure enough, I saw that his eyes were getting redder, and I couldn't help but raise my lips.

"Yanyan, you bully others," the big dog felt aggrieved,,,

Youyou sighed, seeing that his eyes were red and his nose was a little red, it seemed that he was really bullying others.

Qi stepped forward and rubbed his big head, "Yan Junge, why are you crying?"

"I..." You can't say that you were rejected before you even confessed your love. It would be too embarrassing.

Zhang Yiyan looked at him with a joking look, and he was also a little angry, but he said it on purpose. . .

He adjusted the seat backwards with his left hand, then put his hands around Zhang Yiyan's thin waist, and with a little force, he dragged the person from the passenger seat into his arms.

Zhang Yiyan held the back of the chair with one hand, knelt on Yan Junge's lap, and looked at him with a condescending smile.

"What do you want to do? Huh?"

"Gudong!!" Yan Junge couldn't help but swallow hard, not knowing whether it was nervousness or something else.

If his sweetheart is so close to him, if he can still sit still, is he still considered a man? Licking her dry lips, she boldly raised her hands to support her slim waist.

"I want you, Yanyan, I want you! I really want you!!"

He raised his chin, kissed the corner of his lips, and then got out of control. He eagerly opened the buttons of his coat, and with trembling hands began to unbutton the collar, one, two, three. . .

"Ring, ring, ring," a rapid incoming call broke the charming atmosphere in the car.

Yan Junge felt flustered for no reason, "Leave him alone, Yanyan, don't,"

The next moment, his big hand was covered, Zhang Yiyan's face turned red, but he shook his head, "Yan Junge, I'm sorry."

"Yanyan, Yanyan," he hugged the person tightly and buried his head into his thin chest, his voice filled with pain.

Why is Yanyan unwilling? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

The phone continues to ring, and then rings again after automatically hanging up, tirelessly.

Yan Junge's eyes were red as he stared at the mobile phone left on the passenger seat. He stretched out his long arm and took it over.

"Uncle"

After seeing the words clearly, Yan Junge spent almost all his energy not to crush the phone.

Zhang Tianming! ! !

Sighing, Zhang Yiyan took the phone and wanted to get out of the car to pick it up, but Yan Junge's arm was so tight that he was afraid that if he let go, Yanyan would really no longer belong to him.

Zhang Yiyan still picked up the phone, but he was still kneeling on Yan Junge's lap and said in a gentle voice, "Uncle."

"Baby, what were you doing just now? I sensed that your mood fluctuated greatly. What happened?"

",,,"

After taking a look at Yan Junge, who was staring angrily at his phone, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, stretched out his fingers and tapped his thin lips, making a silencing gesture, "Nothing, go to T City to handle the case."

"We're in T city. Remember to ask Lao Cao for help if you have something to do. Don't shoulder everything by yourself."

"it is good."

Later, Zhang Tianming gave many more instructions, and Zhang Yiyan agreed to them all.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianming seemed to remember something and asked, "Baby, that Yan Junge didn't do anything to you, right?"

He turned his eyes slightly, looked at the person under him, and slowly raised his lips, "Uncle, don't worry."

"Okay, you have to take care of yourself, you know. I'll go back when I'm busy here."

"okay."