Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Under the atmosphere of excessive silence, Yan Ce sighed softly to himself.

"If you didn't deliberately provoke me or cause me a lot of unnecessary trouble, do you think I would be vexatious?"

An indifferent female voice echoed in the boy's ears.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yan Ce almost jumped up from the floor, the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "You haven't slept!"

"kindness."

"Then I just asked you who was not asleep, why didn't you say a word."

She turned over, poked out her bare hands from under the quilt, put her slightly messy hair behind her ears, and said a word calmly, "Annoying."

"Why do I feel like you did it on purpose!"

"..." She frowned and changed the topic, "Why are you always filled with messy thoughts in your head?"

"It turned out to be my fault..."

Yan Ce covered his eyes to prevent her from discovering the embarrassment and shame in them.

"Is it fun?"

"...not bad," she said.

Using the boy's words against her to fight back, the effect exploded, and the Titanic Yance hit the rocks and sank.

Miss Lingshi looked at the young man's expression at this time, pursed her lips but could not see any emotion, she clamped the quilt with two fingers and stretched it up a short distance to cover her shoulders.

"It's very late now, Crown Princess. Although tomorrow is indeed a holiday at the school, your recent results have been on the verge of passing. If possible, please focus on laying a solid foundation for the near future."

"Well, I understand."

Yan Ce suddenly felt the pressure of the third year of high school sweeping over him, and the young man couldn't help but think of the trinity-style inter-generational invigilation mode specially prepared for Gongzi Ce in the examination room recently. He knew that the last time he cheated, he must have passed. Some kind of channel spread throughout the school to teach.

She took a deep look at the boy, so she stopped wasting sleep time by gagging with Yan Ce.

"……Good night."

Yan Ce also said good night, blew out the candle, and quickly got into the bedding.

There are only four quilts in the room for the two of them, three of which were given to the frail and stupid son Ce that Miss Lingshi said, and two were used as the floor, because the floor is super cold in winter, and one was covered by the body bedding.

This reliable companion, it would be nice if his mouth would not be so poisonous in the future.

Gradually, escaping into sleep, the boy dreamed of the classroom and...Mr. Fei.

The cold gentleman wore a modern black teacher's attire, pushed up his glasses, picked up a chalk and marked the key points of the friendship tutorial that Yan Ce recited once a day on the blackboard.

The young man was writing furiously, reviewing it again in his sleep.

……

……

Late at night, Wang Ting.

Han Fei looks up at the many stars in the sky. The proudest thing in her life is to teach Yan Ce, who has the ability to change Daqin.

A boy with an infinite future.

And the most frustrating thing is that this unlucky student directly and indirectly caused big things in three days, even if he was sent to the school to be supervised by the orderly, he would not be safe.

The boy's stubbornness was terrifying, and he and the king of Qin were carrying some secrets that Fusu couldn't tell. The only thing that made Han Fei happy was that the boy would never be overwhelmed by the darkness hidden in the nobles, and his kind nature had long been rooted in his bones. Never been rewritten.

However, after teaching Yan Ce, the husband's mental state plummeted, and he was always on the verge of needing emergency repairs. Someone would always over-interpret Yan Ce's actions and then blame her. Han Fei was under a lot of psychological pressure!

As for the further pressure on Mr. Fei, it was the crown prince girl who knelt beside the case, Fusu, the son of Daqin, and the heir appointed by the king of Qin.

What worried Han Fei the most was the strong idea of ​​change that the girl had from time to time when dealing with state affairs.

"Master, tomorrow morning, I want to go to the school to interrogate Mr. Changping who was imprisoned by Yan Ce, and give Yan Ce a surprise by the way."

"Tomorrow morning meeting, what should you do?"

"Mother has already arranged all the important matters before leaving, just follow the steps."

Fusu sat at the side, with scrolls of letters unfolded on the case table, the light from the candlelight shone on the young girl's youthful face, her lips raised slightly.The immature toes pressed under the girl's buttocks were tensely aroused, as if to show the girl's slightly nervous emotions.

There is also a faint sense of warmth permeating the girl's heart.

The fragmented and colorful memories of early summer were stitched together into a scene that touched the depths of her heart.

Like a ray of sunlight leaching through the swaying summer leaves of blossoming flowers.

The young prince was a little dazed, but also a little elated, like a girl from an ordinary family, full of yearning for pure love.

Of course, there is also the marriage after the relationship, which must be a grand wedding.

Beside the window, Han Fei's expression became more solemn for some reason.

After Fusu saw Young Master Ce, the lovely girl's heart wouldn't just shatter into pieces...

After all, it is Yan Ce... probably not.

Probably... no?