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Yan Pu shook his head: "No, you are not Mu Nan."

Mu Nan's face sank, his eyes were cold: "Could it be that ugly man is me?"

Yan Pu avoided his hand calmly: "Mu Nan is not ugly."

"Pu'er, when did you learn to lie?" Mu Nan leaned forward, resting his forehead against Yan Pu's, looking into the depths of his pupils.

"I'm not lying, who are you?"

"I'm Mu Nan, but I'm not ugly anymore. Isn't that good?" Mu Nan held his face.

Yan Pu shook his head very seriously.

Mu Nan's face turned completely cold, and his gaze was occupied by desire.

"I know that Pu'er only has Qi Yuheng in his eyes now. But it doesn't matter, you will soon forget about him and spend your life with me happily."

Suddenly, Mu Nan pressed Yan Po on the bed, put the cloth into his mouth, and tied his hands with a belt.

Yan Po, who was already weak, was tied up almost before he could resist, and his belt was untied.

Yan Pu stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, at a loss.

Mu Nan pressed against him, and his long hair fell on Yan Pu's cheek: "Yes, just keep your eyes open, and only look at me."

That night, it began to drizzle outside, knocking down the flowers and scattering them all over the ground.

In the dream, I was also in a beautiful courtyard. The courtyard was full of red plum blossoms, and it was also raining. Many plum blossoms were knocked down by the rain, and a large area was dyed red on the ground.

A man who looked as good as Han Mei was kneeling in the yard, his blue clothes were soaked, his long black hair was dripping with rain, but his eyes were still fixed on the door in front of him.

After a long time, until the man's face turned pale, the door in front of him opened.

What came out was a man in a fine attire with an extraordinary bearing.

He looked at the person kneeling in the rain without any pity.

"You know what's wrong?"

"Yes." The clear voice like a stream made anyone who heard it tremble.

The man pursed his lips in satisfaction, walked into the rain, picked him up and carried him into the house.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye and fell into the rain.

Yan Pu woke up from his dream, but he wet Mu Nan's skirt.

Mu Nan felt it, slowly opened his eyes, and hugged Yan Pu into his arms: "What? Is it still hurting you?"

Yan Pu gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Mu Nan knew that Yan Pu was angry.

He had expected this a long time ago, so he didn't react.

Mu Nan bowed his head and kissed Yan Pu's forehead: "Don't you like to go everywhere? I'll take you everywhere now, to the places you like, okay?"

Yan Pu was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and stared at Mu Nan.

Mu Nan didn't care about Yan Pu's thoughts, he hugged Yan Pu and disappeared into the house.

Because of Bai Yan's absence, Bai Qingyu's temple Zhudang was extraordinarily leisurely, chatting with people every day, and the day passed, and the night continued to turn upside down.

until this day.

Bai Qingyu was drinking tea with the pilgrim, chatting about everything and everything.

Suddenly, Mrs. Yan ran into the yard in a hurry and knelt down in front of him with a plop, startling both Bai Qingyu and Xiangke.

Bai Qingyu put down the teacup and helped her up, "Madam Yan, what are you doing? Talk slowly if you have something to say."

The pilgrim nodded slightly to Bai Qingyu with interest, and left.

"My son is missing! I beg Mr. Bai to help me find him!"

"Yan Pu is gone?" Bai Qingyu also had a different face.

"He didn't come out of the house the day before yesterday, so I went in to see him, and found that he was no longer in the house. I asked all the servants but they didn't see him. I sent people to look for him, but there was no news for two days. I really have no choice but to beg Mr. Bai!" Madam Yan was in tears as she spoke.

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