I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

After receiving the package, Xiao Yiran's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly looked at Yan Yun very solemnly, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Hearing this, Yan Yun instantly felt his body stiffen. This awkward and subtle atmosphere made Yan Yun's goosebumps fall all over the place.

Xiao Yiran's thank you and this sincere attitude made Yan Yun a little unbearable.

He was almost lost, and almost forgot that the person standing in front of him was his enemy.

It's not that Yan Yun doesn't live up to expectations, it's that Xiao Yiran's every move doesn't look like an enemy who has bad intentions towards him, but unexpectedly considerate?

Thinking of this, Yan Yun immediately pinched himself secretly, trying to use the pain to keep himself awake.

He deliberately turned up the volume, and sarcastically said in an unreasonable tone: "Your Majesty, I'm so overwhelmed, I can't bear this thank you."

Xiao Yiran was wearing a thin tunic, holding a worn cloth bag, with a pair of black grape-like eyes, staring at Yan Yun quite innocently, hesitant to speak.

Yan Yun glanced at Xiao Yiran, and thought that he looked a little damn cute.

He, Xiao Yiran, could crush a big man to death with his bare hands, how could he be cute!

Yan Yun shook his head vigorously, quickly stopped this abnormal thought, deliberately pretended to be vicious and said: "My lord, please go back, I want to rest! If you don't leave, don't blame me..."

A desolate wind blew by, and Xiao Yiran had disappeared.

The cool wind made Yan Yun tremble involuntarily, he didn't say anything harsh, and he still kept a vicious expression on his face, staring at the swaying curtain, he was stunned.

This Xiao Yiran walked in an unrestrained manner, not entangled with him.

Yan Yun suddenly felt a little inexplicably lost, he slumped on the white jade bed, and let out a long sigh.

The bed was so harsh, cold and hard, it was the same as Xiao Yiran's unchanging expression for thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun slapped himself unceremoniously.

It's not good to think about anything every day, and you have to fantasize about your enemies.

Yan Yun felt that he was hopeless, so he let out a longer sigh.

"It's really extravagant, it's a good day." Li Qiwu's voice of beating came from behind Yan Yun, and Yan Yun pulled out his knife in fright.

Yan Yun: "Why are you so elusive? What is your intention?"

Li Qi Wugan laughed, and slowly pushed the knife away, saying: "Your friend, your own friend, don't use the knife."

Li Qiwu's words didn't work, and the knife that Yan Yun put on his neck moved a little closer to his neck.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart quickly if you have something to say, the young master is not in the mood to ink with you!"

Yan Yun was feeling depressed when Li Qiwu accidentally bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

Feeling that Yan Yun was not joking, Li Qiwu restrained the indecent smile on his face, and said seriously: "I have something serious to tell you, which is related to your lifelong happiness!"

"Oh." Yan Yun looked at Li Qiwu quietly, with an expression of watching you argue.

"Take the knife away." Li Qiwu said, and was about to push the knife away.

Yan Yun didn't let go, forcing Li Qiwu to sit on the emerald stool in the corner.

Yan Yun's voice gradually became impatient: "Be honest!"

"The wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and the road is frozen to death. Tsk tsk, Xiao Yiran is so extravagant and wasteful for you." Li Qiwu no longer struggled with the knife on his neck, patted the stool and continued: "Even a stool is too expensive." It's the best jade, isn't Shizi's butt inlaid with gold?"

"I'll chop off your tongue again." Yan Yun's face was extremely dark, he stared at Li Qiwu and said in a deep voice, "My knife is not a vegetarian."

Seeing nothing, Li Qi spread his hands indifferently, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty really has two faces, that's not how you treated Xiao Yiran just now."

"What's the matter with us?" Yan Yun almost gritted his teeth.

"You and me, flirt with each other, move your hands and feet." Li Qiwu intentionally paused before continuing: "By the way, you are still disheveled."

Seeing that Yan Yun's face was getting darker and darker, Li Qiwu said without fear of death: "Your Majesty just looked at Xiao Yiran's eyes just now, but the look in his eyes is not so fierce."

"Did you come here on purpose to find fault?" Yan Yun understood now that Li Qiwu was just looking for trouble, creating something out of nothing.

After speaking, Yan Yun raised his foot, ready to kick him out.

Unexpectedly, Li Qiwu, who was originally restrained by Yan Yun, nimbly dodged Yan Yun's attack, and even knocked out Yan Yun's knife.

His expression suddenly became extremely serious, and his tone was rare and serious: "My lord, my lord really likes you."

Not knowing whether it was because of Li Qiwu's overly serious expression, or because what Li Qiwu said was too shocking, Yan Yun suddenly felt a stagnation in his heart.

The word "like" is as weighty as a lump, and it hit Yan Yun's heart heavily, bringing a feeling close to suffocation.

Yan Yun couldn't help letting go, he held the knife tightly, and looked at Li Qiwu as if dying: "I don't like men."

Before Li Qi could open his mouth, Yan Yun said to himself again: "I am the only son in the Yixuan Palace. I have never married a wife in my previous life. In this life, I cannot let the Yan family die."

The whole tent was filled with the voice of Yan Yun's thoughts. Li Qiwu opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't find a chance to speak.

Yan Yun didn't give Li Qiwu a chance to speak, and continued like pouring beans out of his mouth, "Don't persuade me, it's impossible, besides, Xiao Yiran is still my enemy."

Although these words were meant for Li Qiwu to hear, they were used by Yan Yun to convince himself.

Only God knows, at this moment, Yan Yun's heart has become a mess, and his brain has melted into tofu.

"I just said one thing." Li Qiwu finally seized a chance to explain: "You look guilty, like a weasel who stole a chicken and was caught, and you keep denying something?"

"I didn't, you go, there is no need to discuss! Impossible!" Yan Yun said, pushing Li Qiwu out with a dark face.

Until Li Qiwu had walked a few meters away, Yan Yun still guarded the door uncomfortably, staring at him fiercely, as if as long as Li Qiwu had no intention of coming back, Yan Yun would use the knife in his hand, no matter what. Separately split the past.

Li Qi shook his head helplessly, and walked away step by step.

Seeing the people disappearing, Yan Yun changed into night clothes and called Ma Hua.

"Did you say you wanted to follow me?" Yan Yun asked directly, ignoring Ma Hua's strange gaze staring at Ye Xingyi.

"Yes!" Ma Hua said without thinking, "I am willing to go through fire and water for my son!"

"That's not necessary, just help me move the guard at the door away." Yan Yun said, and quickly turned over the turf and walked to the dog hole dug by Xingfeng.

"Yes."

Although Ma Hua had a lot of doubts in her heart, she still walked away swiftly.

Seeing that the guards were called away, Yan Yun got into the dog hole with peace of mind.

As soon as Ma Hua entered the tent, she saw that her young master was half-squatting in the dog hole with a disheveled face, and his head was covered with weeds and dust.

Ma Hua: "Sir?"

"Hush." ​​Yan Yun quickly interrupted him, and whispered, "Don't let anyone hear you!"

Seeing this, Ma Hua hurriedly fell silent, carefully moved to the side of the dog's hole, and said to Yan Yun, "Master, do you want this?"

"Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first work hard on their hearts and minds, toil their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies..." Yan Yun's expression of enigma made Ma Hua stunned for a while.

Yan Yun wanted to speak again, but stopped after seeing Ma Hua's demented expression.

"Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Ma Hua thought for a while, and blurted out without hesitation: "I don't understand!"

Yan Yun touched the non-existent beard on his chin inscrutablely and said: "That's right!"

Ma Hua: "?????"

After finishing speaking, Yan Yun sneaked into the hole neatly, and said loudly: "You hold the ground for me, and I will go back as soon as I go."

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Li Qiwu: Stop pretending, I know you like him!

Yan Yun: I am not!I don't! (Straight men panic)

Is today a starfish day?