I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Just when Yan Yun thought that Xiao Yiran finally couldn't help but want to attack him, Xiao Yiran said unnaturally: "If you insist on inviting me, this king can reluctantly agree."

This situation was so different from Yan Yun's imagination, he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Thinking that standing next to him to watch the crabapple flowers with him was not only a beautiful woman, but not even a woman, but this black-faced Rakshasa beside him, Yan Yun's hairs stood on end, and even got goose bumps all over his body.

In his previous life, Yan Yun did not have nephrite and warm fragrance to accompany him until his death. In this life, Yan Yun did not want to live such a miserable life again. He also wanted to avenge his revenge and find a beautiful woman to stay with him for the rest of his life.

Yan Yun was still thinking about it, but Xiao Yiran took out a jade wrench from his bosom unhurriedly, skillfully scraped away the dirt, and was about to stuff it into the jar.

Seeing this, before Yan Yun had time to speak, his hands moved first. He interrupted Xiao Yiran's movements, picked up the jade wrench, and observed carefully.

Interrupted by Yan Yun, Xiao Yiran was not angry but leaned against the tree trunk with folded arms, staring at Yan Yun's every move with deep eyes.

This jade wrench finger was clearly worn by Yan Yun in his previous life.

Here, Yan Yun held the wrench and fell into deep thought. He began to wonder if Xiao Yiran had something unspeakable to hide. Otherwise, why did he steal other people's things frequently?

For Xiao Yiran's strange behavior, Yan Yun was really curious, and couldn't help but ask: "My lord, is this your thing?"

"No." Xiao Yiran replied decisively, without a trace of guilt.

Yan Yun: "Then why are you doing this?"

Why steal other people's things, or the dead Yan Shizi's, this is such a deep hatred, even the dead are not spared.

Xiao Yiran still took it for granted: "I like it."

Like you won't buy it yourself?

Yan Yun dared not speak out, he did not believe that the dignified sixth prince would not be able to afford an accessory.

There is probably only one reason for doing this, and that is Xiao Yiran's psychopath.

Of course Yan Yun didn't dare to say what was in his heart, he looked at the wrench finger, and reluctantly put it back into Xiao Yiran's hand.

Xiao Yiran didn't catch it, but casually stuffed the wrench into Yan Yun's hand, and said indifferently: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

It was originally mine, okay?

Yan Yun roared in his heart, and pretended to be flattered on the surface: "My lord treats me so well, I don't even know how to repay my lord."

Yan Yun was just being polite casually, but Xiao Yiran was not polite at all, and said directly: "Just sleep with me."

When he said this, his expression remained unchanged, but it didn't look like he was joking. A pair of dark eyes flicked back and forth on Yan Yun's body, as if he was deliberately probing.

The incident that Xiao Yiran almost got into a fight with him because of a woman back then is still fresh in Yan Yun's memory. Of course, he would not feel that Xiao Yiran would suddenly have any inappropriate thoughts about him at this time.

If he wanted to be thick-skinned, Yan Yun had never conceded defeat, he wanted to see what kind of moth Xiao Yiran was going to fix.

So Yan Yun took a step forward, took Xiao Yiran's arm directly, and said cheerfully: "The prince can sleep as much as he wants, Yan Yun can't ask for it."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yun still followed the example of those brothel girls, and winked at Xiao Yiran.

Although Yan Yun was sure that Xiao Yiran was not interested in men, but he also knew that Xiao Yiran was as deep-minded as Xiao Yiran, and he definitely didn't simply want to sleep with him, most likely he wanted to test him on purpose.

Yan Yun was disobedient since he was a child, and when he was older, he spent all day in the military camp. He was never a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. Xiao Yiran's actions aroused Yan Yun's desire to win.

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran suddenly hesitated, he stared at Yan Yun with an expression of disbelief.

"My lord, let's go, do you still want me to lead you the way?" Yan Yun deliberately leaned closer to Xiao Yiran as he spoke.

He felt Xiao Yiran's body stiffen unnaturally, looking at Xiao Yiran who was frowning tightly, Yan Yun thought that he was finally sick to him, so he held Xiao Yiran's hand even harder.

The moment Yan Yun held his hand, Xiao Yiran could even hear his own heartbeat clearly, "Bang, bang, bang", Yan Yun's palm was still as warm as when he was applying the medicine before.

Xiao Yiran couldn't help holding Yan Yun's hand back, but only held it weakly, as if he was afraid that if he squeezed harder, the people around him would be wiped out.

He really didn't know what strength to use to hold someone. It was indeed a headache for him how to hold a person with a hand that had held a sword for many years.

Yan Yun really didn't expect Xiao Yiran to take advantage of the situation and hold him. When he was held by Xiao Yiran, Yan Yun thought that he would resist, but this was not the case, he actually felt a little bit at ease.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun's heart suddenly turned cold, he shook his head indiscriminately, trying to keep himself awake.

Yan Yun felt that after being reborn, his mind was not very clear-headed, otherwise how could he not feel disgusted with the enemy.

The two had their own concerns, and for a while, no one spoke again, and the bleak evening wind rustled the bare crabapple branches.

Xiao Yiran lowered his head slightly, and saw Yan Yun's slightly pale face with a complicated expression.It suddenly occurred to him that Mr. Chen once told him that the rebirth technique will inevitably consume energy, and the reborn person will be weaker than in the previous life, and needs more rest and recuperation.

Recently, he was busy dealing with those people, but he was a bit negligent towards Yan Yun.Thinking about it, Xiao Yiran took off his outer robe without hesitation and put it on Yan Yun's body, and led him all the way to the bedroom without saying a word.

This sudden movement startled the pensive Yan Yun. Seeing Xiao Yiran's suddenly cold expression, he guessed that he must be unable to bear it and was about to reveal his fierce face.

The tall figure came over, Xiao Yiran embraced Yan Yun with callused hands, and when he raised his arms, Yan Yun was hugged up.

Yan Yun: Do you really want to sleep with him?really?

Thinking about it, Yan Yun couldn't help but widen his eyes at Xiao Yiran, and began to move his hands and feet dishonestly.

Because of being hugged by Xiao Yiran's waist, Yan Yun struggled repeatedly, but could only be forced to lean against Xiao Yiran's arms, he was so close that he could hear Xiao Yiran's rapid heartbeat.

Yan Yun didn't understand what this man wanted to do, how decent it would be for two big men to embrace each other.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Although Xiao Yiran was intentionally disgusted, but being caught off guard by a man who was also hugged like this, Yan Yun was still a little uncomfortable, and was about to turn over and jump off as he spoke.

Xiao Yiran loosened his grip a little, but he didn't put him down, he just said calmly, "Don't move."

Can't be cowardly!Can't be cowardly!If you encounter evil forces, you must fight them to the end.

Yan Yun silently cheered himself up and didn't struggle any more. After building up his mind, he took a deep breath and put his arms around Xiao Yiran's neck, and said shyly, "Don't worry, my lord I won't run away~"

Yan Yun said it deliberately to scare Xiao Yiran, and this sentence really had an effect. As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, Yan Yun felt that Xiao Yiran's arm was obviously stiff.

Seeing that Xiao Yiran finally responded, Yan Yun hit the iron while the iron was hot, deliberately buried him in his chest, and tried hard to hold back his laughter: "My lord is really anxious~"

With a loud "bang", Xiao Yiran let go of his hand, and Yan Yun was ruthlessly thrown on the bed. Xiao Yiran's handsome face was once again darkened into a pot, and his deep voice seemed to be holding back his anger: "Cheng He is decent?" !"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yiran seemed not relieved and added: "Where did you learn these nonsense!"

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He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry!