I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

In Yan Yun's life, he couldn't stand others who quarreled more than he did, so he decided to have a good fight with Xiao Yiran.

"You said I'd rob your fiancée?" Yan Yun walked to Xiao Yiran's side and said, "Don't you really want to marry her?"

Besides, Princess Liang has long wanted to belong to her, and Yan Yun is just helping others to make a good marriage.

"Then you can grab it?" Xiao Yiran said confidently: "No matter how much you like her, she was also given to me as a marriage."

Saying that, Xiao Yiran's face was extremely dark, as if he would explode at any moment.

"Who said I like her?" Yan Yun said without hesitation: "I just help her, if someone has someone in her heart, why bother with you."

At the end, seeing Xiao Yiran's face that had turned black into coal, Yan Yun added in a low voice: "She is my brother."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yiran's expression suddenly calmed down a lot.

The next moment, he looked normal, and continued to rummage through the letters in the cabinet.

"You should be responsible." Xiao Yiran's tone was calm.

Yan Yun was stunned, and immediately asked, "To whom?"

"Me." Xiao Yiran still didn't look up, taking it as a matter of course.

Hearing this, Yan Yun's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had heard it wrong.

He thought about it again, it seemed that Xiao Yiran said these words, and it didn't seem strange, after all, this person had other thoughts about him.

Yan Yun, who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, is more comfortable with this kind of love method.

The more it is like this, the more he can't admit cowardice, so he said quickly: "If you are responsible, you will be responsible. This son has never been afraid of anything."

If you ignore the slightly raised corners of Xiao Yiran's mouth, he really looks like someone who is not to be trifled with.

Suddenly, Xiao Yiran said again: "You haven't explained the previous two crimes."

"I plead guilty." Yan Yun didn't struggle anymore, he upheld the principle of being able to bend and stretch, and argued without blushing without heartbeat: "It's not that I didn't keep my promise, but that I forgot."

For such a long time ago, Yan Yun had indeed forgotten long ago.

"You are so obsessed with it, is it true?"

Yan Yun always thought it was a joke among children, and never took it seriously.

He originally thought that Xiao Yiran had the same thoughts, but just as Yan Yun asked, Xiao Yiran's face darkened again.

He kept rummaging, but he didn't look at Yan Yun like he was angry: "I take it seriously."

These words made the atmosphere suddenly drop to freezing point.

Yan Yun originally wanted to get away with it, but Xiao Yiran said again: "If you can't do it, don't promise, otherwise it will always make people happy."

When Xiao Yiran said these words, he was extremely serious, every word seemed to be accusing and complaining, if he felt it carefully, there was more helplessness in his words.

Not knowing whether it was because of guilt or some other reason, Yan Yun finally realized that he was wrong.He didn't have the mood to make fun of it anymore, he stood at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"I found it." Xiao Yiran was the first to break the silence, and stopped searching.

Yan Yun looked up and saw Xiao Yiran holding a letter.

The envelope is a calm indigo blue, the same color as Yan Yun's clothes.

Seeing the familiar envelope, Yan Yun's heart sank in fright, and he ran over anxiously, trying to snatch the envelope back.

Before touching the edge of the envelope, Xiao Yiran had already run away nimbly with the letter, Yan Yun flew into the air, and fell on the ground because of his unstable center of gravity.

He was dying and threatened: "Don't look at it, give it back to me."

How could Xiao Yiran know how to listen? He glanced at Yan Yun on the ground, then at the letter in his hand, hesitantly dodged a few steps, and finally chose to swear to keep the letter.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly took the letter and kept away from Yan Yun who was screaming on the ground.

In order to see the letter clearly, Xiao Yiran fiddled with the wick a few times to make the light brighter.

Yan Yun knew that pretending to be dead was useless, so he got up from the ground resignedly.

He leaned over to Xiao Yiran's side, trying to test without giving up, trying to take the opportunity to snatch the letter away.

Xiao Yiran was agile, but Yan Yun failed several times.

"It was written to me, why did you take it away?" After finishing speaking, Xiao Yiran held the letter in his arms like a child protecting food.

Xiao Yiran added another sentence seemingly casually: "Just now I said that I will be responsible for me, so I don't admit it?"

"Look." Yan Yun said, turning his back: "It's just a word anyway."

"It's raining recently, add more clothes."

Xiao Yiran read those few words for a long time.

Yan Yun, who had his back turned to him, couldn't hear anything, looked back curiously, and saw Xiao Yiran sitting in front of the table, turning the pages carefully, as if all his wealth was in front of him.

Xiao Yiran read it out, he slowed down and read word by word.

It was an ordinary greeting, but when Xiao Yiran said it, Yan Yun could hear something else.

Yan Yun was only concerned about embarrassment, but he didn't realize that his neck and face were all red.

Not knowing if it was intentional, Xiao Yiran repeated the words in the letter again.

Yan Yun thought that he wanted to make fun of him, and was about to argue in a hurry, but Xiao Yiran suddenly looked at Yan Yun very solemnly and said: "You are the first and only one who told me like this."

"Thank you."

Yan Yun did not expect Xiao Yiran to say such a thank you word suddenly.

With such a solemn tone, it doesn't look like he's joking.

Yan Yun rubbed his fingers, touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably, and said, "It's also the first time I've written this kind of letter to someone."

"Okay, don't read it, just those few words, how long will it take to read."

Inexplicably, the atmosphere became a little subtle.

In order to hide the embarrassment, Yan Yun pretended to be bold and said: "I want to write to you often in the future, I will definitely bore you, please don't write."

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran slowly put away the letter, and asked incredulously: "Really?"

"A man keeps his word." As he said that, Yan Yun patted his chest: "He will do what he says."

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran lowered his head and lowered his eyes, as if he was really in deep thought, before he said after a while: "Well, I believe you again."

The rain in Pingcheng came and went quickly. It was raining heavily just now, but at this moment, not even the sound of rain could be heard.

From time to time, there were a few chirping insects, which made the night in Pingcheng even more silent.

The sound of small footsteps came from far to near, Yan Yun pricked up his ears to listen for a while, and confirmed that the owner of the footsteps was walking towards Xiao Yiran's camp.

Yan Yun's face changed, and he walked to the door curtain and raised the curtain to run away.

Before he stepped out, he saw a familiar figure close in front of him.

"It's over, it's too late."

Yan Yun walked around the tent silently, as if he wanted to find a place to hide.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Yan Yun's strange behavior, Xiao Yiran couldn't help asking: "What are you hiding from? You know the person who came here."

"It's because of the acquaintance that I have to hide." Yan Yun continued to murmur: "I appeared here in the middle of the night, how can I explain it when it spreads?"

"If you don't want to explain, don't explain." Xiao Yiran couldn't understand his thoughts, and opened the door curtain while speaking.

"Wait a minute." Yan Yun quickly restrained himself: "Where can people hide?"

Xiao Yiran was dissatisfied, but still cooperated: "On the bed or under the bed, there is no other place to hide."

Looking at the clean bed and the dark bottom of the bed, Yan Yun gritted his teeth, quickly took off his shoes and got under Xiao Yiran's quilt.

Xiao Yiran had already walked back, and kindly helped Yan Yun kick the shoes that he hadn't hidden in time into the bottom of the bed.

Li Qi broke into the door without saying hello or calling.

Seeing Xiao Yiran standing beside the bed, he poured himself a glass of water and drank it with a gurgle.

After drinking several cups of tea, Li Qiwucai came to his senses.

"I'll have a squeeze with you today."

Li Qiwu said, staring at Xiao Yiran with begging eyes.

"No." Xiao Yiran resolutely refused.

"Are you brother?" Li Qiwu started to play the emotional card.

These words made Xiao Yiran's expression slightly loosen.

Just when Li Qi didn't think there was anything interesting, Xiao Yiran said, "It's brother."

"You can't sleep here either."

Li Qiwu's face collapsed in an instant, seeing that this trick was not working, he immediately started to throw a tantrum.

"I'm not leaving today."

After speaking, Li Qi jumped and lay directly on Xiao Yiran's bed.

He opened his arms and occupied Xiao Yiran's entire bed.

"Come down."

Xiao Yiran walked over with a cold face, ready to drag him out of the bed.

Before meeting anyone, Li Qiwu began to complain tearfully: "I can't live through this day!"

"Your uncle Huang haunts me relentlessly. I really have no choice but to come to you."