After running with the ball, he criticized the villain and his hair grew old overnight.

Yu Youyou swallowed, forgetting to react for a moment, and just looked at him.

She found that the man's gaze had been falling in front of her, as if he was in a trance. She followed his gaze and found that the struggle just now was too intense, and the clothes on his chest were somewhat loose.

She could vaguely catch a glimpse of his movements. She closed her clothes in a panic and said angrily, "Where are you looking?"

Wei Zhan's voice was a little hoarse, "It's not like I haven't seen you get excited before."

Yu Youyou's face turned red and she just stared at him.

The man looked at her, his eyes getting darker and darker. Yu Youyou couldn't believe it, her face was weird, he, he, he actually reacted.

The heat spraying on her face became hotter and hotter, and her eyes became more and more strange. His gaze fell on her lips, and the bulging Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Yu Youyou's eyes widened, "You dare to touch me."

Wei Zhan's eyes turned from blurred to cold, "How can I guard Pei Shao?"

Yu Youyou paused, knowing that he had always misunderstood, so he said without thinking, "Yeah, why do you have any objections?"

Wei Zhan just asked casually, but he didn't expect her to admit it like that. His long eyelashes trembled, and there was a storm of restraint in his eyes. He said uncertainly, "Do you like him?"

Wei Zhan held his breath, waiting for her answer.

Yu Youyou turned her face away, not wanting to see his stubborn face. Knowing that there was no point in lingering like this, she said, "Yes."

"So don't chase me all the time in the future, okay."

Her words were like sharp knives piercing his heart, and the pain spread through his limbs and bones, making him unable to move. Her actions had proved it, but he would still take a chance and deceive himself.

Wei Zhan's eyes turned red instantly, and he seemed to have used a lot of effort to call her name, "Yu Youyou, how could you do this to me..."

Yu Youyou was stunned for a moment when she was yelled at, but she just didn't look at him.

He slowly knocked his head down and buried it in her neck. You could feel his whole body trembling slightly.

Yu Youyou sighed inwardly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get up."

Wei Zhan suddenly pushed her face forcefully, lowered his head, and the cold breath rushed to his face. The next moment, his lips were blocked, blocking all her words, and both of them trembled at the same time.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. Wei Zhan didn't give her a chance to react. The intense and hot kiss wanted to engulf her, and he couldn't wait to invade and entangle her. This kiss was filled with incomparable attachment and heat.

Yu Youyou reacted and scratched the back of his hand with her fingernails. The other person seemed to have lost his mind, which was replaced by his sense of taste.

Gradually, my mind became dizzy and my body became weak.

Suddenly something flashed through my mind, and I was sober for a moment. He was Wei Xiyue's man. Thinking of this, my heart was filled with anger.

He didn't know where he got the strength to open his hand, and the crescent knife in his hand was pressed against his chest.

Wei Zhan let go of her slightly, and raised his eyes, still filled with lingering lingering feelings. His rapid breathing gradually became calmer, and gradually there was no trace of blood on his face.

He looked at the crescent knife against his chest, and his voice was cold and trembling, "You said you had forgiven me, but you didn't. Are you still blaming me in your heart?"

She stared at him stubbornly and said nothing.

"You hate me so much?" He suddenly grabbed her hand with a sad smile and pressed a dagger against his chest, holding her hand.

Seeing that the dagger was about to penetrate, Yu Youyou panicked, "You're crazy!"

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so she couldn't twitch at all.

Wei Zhan seemed to have lost his mind and was almost crazy, "Don't you hate me? Don't you want to see me all your life? I'll help you. As long as you cut it off with one knife, no one will bother you again, and you can be with your senior brother. You're living together and flying together, you should be happy, right?"

Yu Youyou's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and her voice was crying, "Let go, don't force me, Wei Zhan."

Wei Zhan's hand suddenly touched her cheek. His expression was filled with nostalgia, struggle, and paranoia. His hot breath sprayed on his face, "You know what kind of person I am. Once you mess with me, I won't let you go unless I die, as I told you."

He looked at the corners of her eyes that were slowly becoming misty, and touched the corners of her eyes with his hand. His voice sounded helpless, "Why, can't you do it? That's how you are, you're never cruel enough."

"Madman, please let me go, please don't go crazy, okay..."

"Pfft!"

The sharp sword entered the body, accompanied by the man's muffled groan. Yu Youyou's eyes widened in horror, and she forgot to react. Her lips couldn't help but tremble. What she saw was Wei Zhan's pale smiling face.

At this moment, she felt a chill all over her body, as if she was frozen for an instant, unable to move, forgetting to breathe, time seemed to stand still, and her eyes began to heat up unconsciously.

"The antidote to the poison can't be found. I've been tortured for so many years. I've had enough. Anyway, my time is running out. I might as well die in your hands. This way you will remember me forever, right?" He laughed softly, his eyes slowly filling with gleaming light.

His eyes fell on her pale lips, and his head lowered slightly.

The handle of the knife was in front of her. In this way, the handle of the knife penetrated deeper into his body, and he felt that there was already a sticky feeling on his hand.

"No!" she screamed, stopping him from continuing to press down.

Looking at the dagger buried in his chest, tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She shook her head violently to stop him from pressing down further, "No! I promise you, can't I promise you whatever you say? Please don't."

Wei Zhan's eyes flashed with a faint light, and his voice was self-deprecating, "You want to lie to me again, and you want to run away when I'm not paying attention."

Yu Youyou shook her head wildly, her voice trembling, "I won't run anymore, I swear, let go."

Wei Zhan seemed to be searching for the truth in her words, "Really?"

She almost shouted, "Really, let me go, I won't run away, I will stay by your side."

Wei Zhan looked at her steadily, his eyes slowly showing hope, and he slowly let go of his hand obediently, his eyes flashing with success.

Yu Youyou quickly pushed him aside, and Wei Zhan made a muffled sound. Seeing her panic, his voice was low and hoarse, "Do you actually care about me a little bit?"

She stood up and knelt on the bed, took out the silver needle and spread it out. She took out the silver needle, her hands shaking uncontrollably, and the blood on his chest had been dyed red.

Yu Youyou held down the trembling hand with her other hand and inserted it to seal the acupuncture point to prevent excessive blood loss.

Not daring to delay, he grasped the handle of the knife with trembling hands and pulled out the dagger.

The moment the dagger was pulled out, even though she sealed many acupuncture points with silver needles, blood still spurted out on her face. Wei Zhan groaned and fainted.

Yu Youyou couldn't help but tremble all over. He didn't take his body seriously, he was crazy.

Snap! Tears were falling in front of him, uncontrollably, and her eyes were getting blurry. She wiped them with her sleeves randomly, lifted up his clothes and started to treat his wounds.

At this time, the door was pushed open and a shadow came in. What he saw was Wei Zhan, whose chest was stained with blood and unconscious, "Master!"

"What did you do to my master?"

Yu Youyou's voice was filled with tears, "Don't bother me if you don't want him to die."

……

A quarter of an hour later, Yingying carefully tucked Wei Zhan into bed and looked at Yu Youyou, who had his back turned to this side, "Miss Yu, I won't reveal a single word about what happened just now. The master is now the emperor. If word spreads, I'm afraid you can't bear the charge of stabbing the Holy One."

"Moreover, even if Master did something wrong in the past, you don't have any deep hatred, so why would you be so cruel?"

"You should tell him this."

"If it weren't for you, no one would be able to hurt him."

"It has nothing to do with her." Wei Zhan's weak and low voice came from behind.