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"Don't let go!!!" With a low roar, Zhang Tianming punched Yan Junge directly on the shoulder. Zhang Yiyan turned around suddenly, raised his hand to block the attack and pushed the person behind him to protect him. His beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, feeling helpless, "Uncle Master, don't do anything."

Others heard the commotion and came out to watch the fun, but they didn't dare to step forward to break up the fight.

"Yanyan, you stopped me for him???" Zhang Tianming almost gritted his teeth and said these words. He was angry, annoyed, and a little sad. He took back his hand fiercely, but his eyes were still dead. Staring at Yan Junge.

"Hey~" Zhang Yiyan sighed heavily. He didn't know how many times he sighed. As long as he faced Yan Junge, his uncle would be so angry that he wished he could kill him.

But his body was still in front of Yan Junge, with no intention of moving. "Uncle Master, don't be impulsive. I will leave after bidding them farewell."

bid farewell! leave!

These words undoubtedly danced on Yan Junge's nerves, simply torturing him. He stretched out his big hand around the waist of the person in front of him, forcing Zhang Yiyan to turn his head and look at him, "Yanyan, you still want to leave? No, no, I disagree."

Why are you everywhere? Zhang Tianming immediately lit up like a firecracker. He found more and more that Yan Junge's face was thicker than the city wall and he was shameless.

Seeing that he was about to get angry again, Zhang Tianyuan sighed imperceptibly, stepped forward and clamped Zhang Tianming's hands, "You have to believe in your words, don't get angry easily, and have a good manner~~ eh?"

"..." This coaxing tone made Xie Huai roll his eyes in a disgraceful manner. He regained his composure and took a step forward, "Junior brother, while everyone is here, speak clearly and don't worry uncle."

That makes sense. Zhang Yiyan nodded, turned around and patted Yan Junge's back comfortingly. Seeing that he relaxed, he looked up at him and said, "Yan Junge, the procedures have been completed, I have to go."

After a pause, the long eyelashes covered up the slight sadness. I was afraid that this would be goodbye forever, so I didn't want to think about it anymore. I shook my head slightly and said, "Don't be impulsive. You are the captain of the Anti-Explosion Bureau of City A, so you can't act on impulse."

Having said this, he slowly lowered his head, thinking that he would never be able to make a promise after a narrow escape from death.

She moved her palm lightly to his chest, feeling the strong heartbeat. She slowly raised the corners of her lips, raised her smile again, and stood on tiptoes before he spoke.

The kiss fell lightly on the lips, and the long eyelashes trembled, as if they were stained with tears. When they parted, they murmured softly, "Don't wait for me."

Yan Junge's pupils suddenly shrank, and a dense stinging pain came from his heart and spread to his limbs. Before the person in his arms stepped away, he tightened his arms suddenly and clasped the back of his head with his big hands.

The person he cares about is determined to leave him, and this realization breaks his mind.

Yan Junge seemed like a ferocious giant beast, wishing to tear the person in his arms apart into his belly. He bit the other person's thin lips mercilessly until he tasted a faint fishy sweetness in his mouth, making each other's breathing more rapid. stand up.

"咻咻~~~~"

Someone in the crowd whistled, with a cheerful tone. One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and violent cheers and cheers immediately broke out.

"together together together..."

"You bastard! Stop talking!!!" Zhang Tianming was furious like a lion guarding its cubs. Zhang Tianyuan felt like he couldn't hold himself back. He was hit several times on the chest, so he could only pull him tighter. .

The others could not continue to make noises, so they had no choice but to shut up, exchange a few glances, and understand in their hearts. This is because the parents don’t agree, tsk tsk tsk.

When Zhang Yiyan heard Zhang Tianming's voice, he quickly regained his senses, put his hands on Yan Junge's shoulders, pushed him away, took a few steps back and looked away. After adjusting her breathing, she looked up at him again, "Yan Junge, I'm sorry."

He wanted to step forward, but when he saw the rejection in his eyes, he stopped suddenly, stretched out his big hands tremblingly, his eyes full of hope, "Yanyan, why do you have to leave? If you have any difficulties, tell me, we Let's solve it together, okay? Yanyan..."

Zhang Yiyan closed his eyes hard, clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Zhang Tianming urged beside him, "If you say something, break it off."

Slowly opening his eyes, the tenderness had long faded away, and there was a cold silence. He shook his head, "Yan Junge, I have more important things. I can't stay. I'm sorry."

He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Tianming beside him, and took the initiative to reach out his hand, "Uncle, let's go."

Zhang Tianming finally smiled happily, took his hand, and pressed his knuckles, "Okay, let's go."

Zhang Yiyan didn't look back until the elevator closed.

Behind him, Yan Junge watched helplessly as the elevator door was closed. He shook off the hands of those who were holding him and quickly ran towards the stairwell.

No, he couldn't let Yan Yan go.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart saying that if he left, he would never see her again. No, he didn't agree.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what expressions to make. Zheng Enmin pointed to the stairs and shouted anxiously and angrily, "Catch him back. Go quickly, go quickly."

"Oh, okay, okay, let's go."

After running and flashing, they finally arrived downstairs. Yan Junge was holding the bouquet of roses from the morning, kneeling on one knee in front of the door, blocking the path of Zhang Yiyan and his party.

Zhang Tianming was really angry this time. He clenched his fist and was about to hit someone. Zhang Tianyuan quickly stopped him and shouted sternly, "Yanyan, get rid of him quickly. Don't make Xiao Ming angry again. Go quickly."

"...good."

Zhang Yiyan took a few steps forward and looked condescendingly at the man kneeling in front of him. He ignored the affection in his eyes and took a deep breath, "Yan Junge, I never knew that you would be like a dog-skin plaster. I thought I’ve made it very clear.”

He didn't miss the hurt in his eyes, and the hands in his sleeves were quietly clenched.

Yan Junge covered up the bitterness in his eyes and said calmly, "Yanyan, I am thick-skinned, so I will hang myself on your tree. Don't even think about getting rid of me."

He raised the fiery red rose in his hand vigorously, even with a hint of pride, "This flower is just right. Yanyan, promise me, will you be with me?"

"...not good."

Do you want it to be so simple?

"Yanyan, you like me too, you just need to follow your heart and don't care about what outsiders think, let alone go against your wishes because of outsiders."

"Yan Junge, uncle, I have never been an outsider." His eyes glanced at the flowers in his hand, and thinking of the scene in the morning, he clenched his fingers tighter.

The next moment, the five fingers gathered together, and there was a faint golden light flashing at the fingertips. They tightened suddenly, and the flower fell out of Yan Junge's hand. In his daze, Zhang Yiyan waved hard, and the flower was thrown into the air, followed by another wave. Palms, flowers rained down from the sky, and the rose bouquets had long been broken.

"Yan,,,Yanyan,,,why?" Yan Junge looked at his empty palm, then at the falling petals, his pupils suddenly shrank. I couldn't believe that Zhang Yiyan did this, but it was true, the facts were before my eyes.

When the people who caught up behind saw this scene, they were a little angry, a little anxious, and more worried about Yan Junge.

The CP they were talking about turned out to be BE, ah ah ah, I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it.

Ignoring Yan Junge who was still kneeling on the ground, and not listening to the exclamations of the people behind him, Zhang Yiyan raised his legs and walked straight out. Zhang Tianming looked at the people on the ground, frowned slightly, and strode to follow without saying anything.

Xie Huai finally raised the corners of his lips when he saw that Zhang Yiyan had already gotten into the car, started and left. He glanced at Yan Junge condescendingly and sighed as if unintentionally, "You should never, never, never say that my uncle is an outsider, hey~"