I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

He was afraid that water would get on Xiao Yiran's body, so he opened a little distance.

Xiao Yiran suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him, and said in a muffled voice: "Even you are leaving?"

"I do not go."

When Yan Yun opened his mouth, he was startled by his too soft voice.

He cleared his throat to make his voice sound more normal, and then continued: "It was raining when I came here, and my coat was wet. You are weak. I will stay away, lest you catch the cold."

At the end, Yan Yun felt that these words sounded a little nasty, so he added: "My lord is delicate and expensive, I dare not let you catch a cold."

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran stood up all of a sudden, took off his coat and said, "Change it off."

"Ah?" Yan Yun thought he didn't hear clearly.

Seeing that Yan Yun didn't move, Xiao Yiran did it himself, touched Yan Yun's neckline and said, "Put on dry ones."

Looking at Xiao Yiran's posture, it seemed that he really wanted to change his clothes, Yan Yun would not let him do it for him, so he blocked Xiao Yiran's hand and said, "I will do it myself."

"Ah."

Xiao Yiran honestly took his hand away, and stood beside Yan Yun in a snow-white coat.

Even though it was pitch black all around, Yan Yun didn't dare to make too much movement while changing clothes.

He seemed to feel that in the darkness, Xiao Yiran's dark eyes were staring at him without blinking.

Thinking about it, Yan Yun suddenly felt his ears warm up, he quickly changed his clothes, and quickly sat down again.

"Drink the hot tea first to warm up your body."

Xiao Yiran handed over the tea that was brewed at an unknown time, and sat down beside Yan Yun naturally.

After taking a few sips of tea and hesitating again and again, Yan Yun still asked, "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he asked, Yan Yun regretted it.

Although now he knew that Xiao Yiran was not his enemy.

But the two are not familiar with each other, so it would be too embarrassing if the other party refused to answer the question directly.

Thinking about it, Yan Yun mechanically raised his teacup, and mechanically drank a big mouthful of tea.

He completely forgot that the water was boiling hot, and the moment he drank it, Yan Yun was unsurprisingly soaked in scalding water.

Yan Yun couldn't help taking a deep breath: "Hiss..."

Hearing the movement, Xiao Yiran immediately poured a glass of cold water for Yan Yun, and patted his back lightly by the way.

When Yan Yun was busy coughing, Xiao Yiran said unexpectedly: "My uncle is back."

After being stunned for a while, Yan Yun realized that Xiao Yiran was answering his question.

However, this endless talk really made Yan Yun puzzled.

But he could feel Xiao Yiran's unbearable sadness.

The impact of this incident on Xiao Yiran is definitely not ordinary.

Thinking about it, Yan Yun didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only continue to pat Xiao Yiran's shoulder.

For some reason, Yan Yun suddenly wanted to know about Xiao Yiran's past.

The fabric of the middle coat was not very thick, and Yan Yun's hands rested on Xiao Yiran's shoulders, and he could feel the heat from his body.

Not very hot, but not as cold as imagined.

Just like Xiao Yiran himself.

Yan Yun had a lot of things to say, he opened and closed his mouth, but finally he didn't choose to ask.

He wanted to change the topic to something lighter, so that Xiao Yiran would not think about that troublesome thing for the time being.

So, Yan Yun touched his nose, hesitantly said: "I have something to see you."

Feeling Xiao Yiran's shoulders tremble again, Yan Yun relaxed his strength, slowly rubbed the softest part of his shoulders, and said in a low and soft voice: "I wrote you a letter."

Hearing these words, Xiao Yiran finally raised his head, looked directly at Yan Yun and said, "What letter?"

These words made Yan Yun somewhat puzzled: "Didn't you receive the letter I wrote to you?"

"My letters are all being collected by Lie Ren." Xiao Yiran said, and added: "It's all official business, nothing to look at, so let him collect it for me."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yun stomped his feet involuntarily, stood up and said: "So Lie Ren is helping you look?"

"Aren't you afraid that he will see what he shouldn't?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran thought about it for a while, and finally said seriously: "There's nothing you can't see, it's all business."

The two stared at each other in the darkness, speechless for a while.

At this moment, Yan Yun wished to open Xiao Yiran's mind and see what was inside.

"Has no one ever written you a more intimate letter?" Yan Yun asked incredulously, "For example, a letter of confession written by a young lady?"

Saying that, Yan Yun directly lit the lamp, and slammed it in front of Xiao Yiran.

Maybe it was because of crying just now, but Xiao Yiran's nose was still a little red, and his always dark eyes were sparkling with water vapor. Although his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, but with the high bridge of his nose, he did not have a stern flavor.

No matter how you look at it, Xiao Yiran can be considered a real handsome guy.

Yan Yun said whatever was on his mind: "Your appearance is barely considered human. Although it's not as good as mine, it's still passable. I don't believe that no big girl or little wife has written for you."

"I don't know, even if there is, I won't watch it."

Xiao Yiran was obviously not interested in this topic, he tilted his head to avoid the light, and asked abruptly: "What did you write to me? Did you write a confession letter?"

Yan Yun didn't expect Xiao Yiran to care about it. When he asked this question, Yan Yun immediately felt that he was a bit hypocritical, and he also began to regret writing to Xiao Yiran.

Although the letter was just an ordinary greeting, but as a seven-foot man, Yan Yun came to the door like a resentful woman to let others read the letter, which is a bit unreasonable.

Yan Yun didn't answer, but changed the subject and said, "The lights are quite bright."

"What did you write in the letter?" Xiao Yiran was very persistent, and continued to ask: "Is it something important?"

Yan Yun was annoyed by the question, and said impatiently: "It's not something important, just forget it if you don't see it."

Sure enough, Xiao Yiran stopped asking.

Seeing this, Yan Yun thought that Xiao Yiran would not pursue it anymore, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Yun saw a scene that left him dumbfounded.

Xiao Yiran did not ask anymore, he started to rummage through the room.

He opened a drawer, and a pile of envelopes poured out of the cabinet.

Without the slightest exaggeration, as soon as the cabinet door was opened, the letters gushed out like an unstoppable stream of water.

With sharp eyes, Yan Yun saw a peach blossom on an envelope.

It's a pity that the letter has been suppressed for a long time, and the flowers have lost their original color.

"These aren't official letters, are they?" Yan Yun deliberately picked up the letter, shaking his head and teasingly said, "It really was written by a lady from a certain family."

When Yan Yun said this, he didn't realize that there was a bit of sourness in his words.

"En." Xiao Yiran didn't even think about it, and answered very frankly.

"It's a pity." Yan Yun picked up a few other letters, clicked his tongue while reading, "I actually wasted my heart on you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran felt that there was something in Yan Yun's words, he raised his head from the pile of letters, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"It's a waste to give your heart to a cycad tree that doesn't bloom."

Saying that, Yan Yun approached Xiao Yiran with the letter: "Look, what a waste, why not give it to me."

Xiao Yiran, who was originally unmoved, seemed annoyed by these words, he glared at Yan Yun angrily, the expression on his face changed again and again, as if he had a lot to say.

Yan Yun folded his arms, waiting as if watching a good show.For some reason, he especially likes to see Xiao Yiran deflated.

At this moment, Xiao Yiran's expression was extremely serious. He stared at Yan Yun, staring at Yan Yun with horror.

Yan Yun, who couldn't take it anymore, was about to speak, but Xiao Yiran spoke first, "I'm not an iron tree."

The voice was full of resentment, and there was a little grievance when you listened carefully.

Yan Yun thought he was going to say something powerful to refute, but it was like saying something that he didn't say, which made Yan Yun laugh.

Suddenly, Xiao Yiran's mouth was so stupid that he couldn't even bicker.

The more this happened, the more Yan Yun wanted to tease him.

So Yan Yun held his stomach and suppressed a smile and said, "Who are you?"

"I've never seen such an incomprehensible person, and you are the first one."

Xiao Yiran remained silent, he started to search the cabinet again, and retorted without raising his head: "You are."

Yan Yun was not convinced, and immediately asked: "Tell me, where am I?"

Asked this question, Yan Yun originally thought that Xiao Yiran would not speak, but unexpectedly he blurted out without thinking: "Your promises don't count."

"I don't remember giving away tokens, I don't know how many I gave, so I can't remember."

When Xiao Yiran said something, Yan Yun's face turned green.

He didn't expect Xiao Yiran to hold grudges so much, he actually remembered these things about Chen Zhima and rotten rice so clearly.

Just as Yan Yun was about to fight back, Xiao Yiran said again abruptly: "You are irresponsible for taking someone else's fiancée away."

Good guy, waiting here.

Xiao Yiran still remembers the incident of his wife being robbed.