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Yun Hanxin's face became tense because of Li Musi's answer, and his whole body could not move for almost an instant.

He clearly heard Li Musi say that they are classmates.

It's a classmate, Yun Hanxin suddenly found it funny, he really wanted to ask Li Musi, would classmates take off their clothes and hug each other to have sex?

A warm force came from the palm of his hand, the man's strong arms wrapped around his waist, and his other hand wrapped around his palm. When he raised his head, it was still Dong Chenyun's soft eyes, always this man.

When he was lonely, scared, and helpless, he was always this man. He gave himself too much, but was taken for granted by himself. It was not until this time that he realized that Dong Chenyun's gaze contained too much Too many emotions.

Whether it's surprise or bewilderment, it seems that my heart no longer cares about Li Musi's words. Suddenly, I want to know why this man beside me, his eyes can be so gentle, is it because of this face?

Is it the same face as the one he loves?

Yun Hanxin felt that her heart felt uncomfortable because of thinking about this question. Is it because of this face that Dong Chenyun looked at him like this?

"Mr. Yun?"

"Han Xin?"

Everyone looked at him, looking at his face for a while, angry, sad, happy, and puzzled. The perfect face changed because of different expressions, but no matter how it changed, this face was still flawless. , the beauty is still eye-catching.

Yun Hanxin withdrew her reason, glanced at Dong Chenyun and looked at the reporter: "Sorry, I always tend to ignore imperfect creatures, can you please say it again?"

The reporter's face turned cold, and he scolded Yun Hanxin thousands of times in his heart, but he still tried his best to maintain a smile on his face: "May I ask what is the relationship between Mr. Yun and Xia Yu?" He gritted his teeth and raised the volume, hoping that this wayward Writers stop popping a sentence of imperfection.

Because of this, it really hits people's self-esteem too much.

Regarding this question, not only the reporter wanted to know, but DALL also wanted to know, and Li Musi, who was staring at Yun Hanxin closely, clearly remembered that the first time he was so nervous was When confessing to Xia Yu, my heart seemed to start beating again at this moment.

The heart that fell asleep with Xia Yu's death three years ago seemed to start beating.

Li Musi supported his chest and really jumped, Yun Hanxin, tell me, what is your relationship with Xia Yu, otherwise, why did you appear there?

Yun Hanxin, I never thought that there are so many coincidences in life, so...

The expectant eyes narrowed vaguely, from the moment Yun Hanxin's identity could not be found out, he seemed to have started to pay attention to him.

This feeling is like sitting in the corner of the public classroom when I was young, just waiting for Xia Yu's indifferent figure.

He really felt that there was forever between him and Xia Yu, but... just when he left his family and wanted to live an ordinary life with Xia Yu, he heard the news of his death, and his heart was torn to pieces at that moment .

"Xia Yu..." Yun Hanxin thought about it, lifted everyone's hearts, looked at Li Musi, saw the expectation in his eyes, and then smiled wickedly, "I know Woolen cloth."

what?

Li Musi's heart trembled, his nails melted into his flesh and blood, but he couldn't feel the pain.

Yun Hanxin likes the feeling of playing with everyone's palms, this bad habit was learned from Dong Chenyun.

Frowning in displeasure, the beautiful eyebrows are tangled together, why, every memory about Dong Chenyun now belongs to Dong Chenyun, since when did I actually enjoy the memories about Dong Chenyun so much?

"You...you know each other?" Li Musi's breathing was a little short, and there was a tremor in his voice that even he couldn't suppress.

Han, what are you playing again?Are you enjoying the fun of torturing Li Musi?

"Yes." Yun Hanxin stepped forward, came to the reporter of Times Today, and took the newspaper in his hand, "Borrow it." A perfect smile showed it without hesitation, "Nah, this is not written Are you clear? Tomb of Xia Yu."

The voice became cold with the lingering sound of the tomb characters.

"Mr. Yun, are you kidding us?" The male reporter's expression darkened.

"Enough." Dong Chenyun rubbed his temples, afraid that if the reporter would let him continue playing, something would happen again, "My kitten has been found, can you please let me go?"

Holding Yun Hanxin's hand, his gentle and polite voice showed that he could not refuse, and his sharp eyes implied a gleam of profit, looking at the male reporter.

The male reporter's heart trembled: "Yes... Yes."