doting queen

The man in purple spoke with a long rhyme, waved his wrist, and gently shook the folding fan, as if he and Zhuang Yan had an unusual relationship.

Zhuang Yan frowned slightly, and put away the knife in his hand.

"So cold?" The purple-clothed man took a few steps forward and stood in front of Zhuang Yan, staring into his eyes, "It's strange, I'm clearly in front of you, but you can't see me in your eyes."

Majestic avoided his gaze and looked very impatient, "Have you seen enough?"

"Of course not." The man in purple stretched out his hand again, put his fingers on the handle of his knife, and touched it, "Is it still the one from before? I remember our names were engraved on it, and we were always together at that time."

Zhuang Yan switched the knife to the other hand, "Do you really want to see it?"

The man in purple chuckled, "Of course I came to find you."

At this time, with a creak, the door inside was pushed open.

He turned his head to look, and saw a handsome young man coming out of it. The young man's face was white and his lips were red. He looked as if he had rubbed powder. He was handsome and pretty, as tender as a flower in spring.

The young man was wearing blue satin silk, trotting lightly, holding the rabbit cage dangling in his hand, like a male fairy running down from the sky, he made the people in the yard stunned.

It wasn't until he threw himself into Zhuang Yan's arms and hugged Zhuang Yan tightly that everyone realized that he was really a beautiful mortal.

Solemnly protected him in his arms, "Aren't you afraid of falling when you run so fast?"

The young master put his hands around his waist, looked at the broken door, and said reproachfully: "Brother, I can see it with both eyes. They kicked our door down."

Rubbing his head solemnly, "It's okay, let them accompany you later."

The young master rubbed his chin against his chest, "Also, they always tried to trick me out, but I didn't do it. I've been waiting in the room for you to come back."

"So good." Zhuang Yan looked up at the people in the yard, but saw that their eyes were like wolves and tigers, and their brows were instantly knotted. He pulled the young master behind him to block him, "Jin Ye asked your people to restrain themselves .”

Jin Ye is the name of the man in purple. Don't say his subordinates are crazy, even he just came back to his senses. He laughed a few times and said, "Solemn doesn't blame us for not being restrained enough, it's because you hid it." People are so good-looking that we can't hold back our seduction."

This compliment didn't make Zhuang Yan much happier, it just made his complexion worse. He really didn't like others coveting his little heart.

Zhuang Yan asked coldly, "You didn't come here to talk to me, did you?"

Jin Ye nodded, "It's true that I came to you for something, but at least I came all the way here. You are so indifferent to me, and you don't even invite me to drink tea. Isn't it too impolite?"

After listening solemnly, he looked at him for a few breaths, then tilted his head, and talked to the young master behind him in a gentle voice, "Let's go into the house, and I'll make medicine for you."

The young master nodded, hooked his solemn fingers, and looked at the rabbit in the cage as he walked, "I'm a bit reluctant to eat it, what should I do?"

"Then let's keep it, you can think of a name for it." Zhuang Yan said pamperingly as if no one was there, "As long as Nuo Nuo likes it, brother will agree."

The young master was sweet in his heart. He glanced at Jin Ye secretly, and then slightly curled his lips. He was deliberately showing off to Jin Ye.

You see, you see, Zhuang Yan likes me more.

After showing off, the young master hugged his solemn arms, "Brother, I'll help you get the knife." Hmph, he wanted to see what was written on the knife.