The Villain’s Little Cutie

Yan Ancheng felt that the person in front of him was not very real.

She is the same as before.

Jet black eyes, delicate face.

Even the clothes are exactly the same as before the expedition.

He was like him, yes, Emperor Yan had seen himself in the mirror.

After hearing the news of General Wei's death, it took only a month or so, and his hair was already white.

The face of the noble lady who was originally amazed in the capital is also quite old.

Why is As...how is it like before...

Emperor Yan closed his eyes.

He felt distressed by the person in front of him, his eyes hurt, and his whole body hurt.

Asi walked forward slowly, tilting his head and looking at Yan Ancheng with his eyes closed.

Frowned.

She said: "Your Majesty, is it tiring to be an emperor?"

Emperor Yan nodded, but still refused to open his eyes.

"tired."

Asi: "Oh, no wonder, you are so old, it looks like..."

She couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, so she could only think for a while, and said: "Looks as old as Master Wei."

Yes, the old are like Asi's father.

However, Yan Ancheng is only in his early twenties.

"Master Wei?"

Yan Ancheng opened her eyes suddenly and saw the girl in front of her standing on tiptoes and pulling her hair.

The scalp hurts.

Seeing her holding several long, mixed hairs in her hand.

Assi frowned and pursed his lips, "Ah, I accidentally pulled too much."

Really, there were a lot of white hair, but she even pulled out the black hair.

so bad.

Emperor Yan was stunned.

Just... was it hurt?

so……

He looked at the smiling little girl in front of him with a pain in his heart.

He suddenly hugged her in his arms.

"You have no conscience! How can you play me like this!"

He held the little girl, smelled her body mixed with mud and all kinds of unpleasant breaths, and felt extremely relieved.

"Asi... it's you... are you back..."

The man's voice was wronged and hopeful.

How many people he had hoped for, day and night, just appeared in front of his eyes.

Let him, how dare you believe it.

Assi sighed long.

He hugged Yan Ancheng back and said, "It's me, it's me who is back."

"Didn't you say that you are done, I will come back safely, you have to believe me."

Asi was paddling his feet and wanted Yan Ancheng to let go, but he didn't say anything when he remembered the panic and fear in the man's eyes when he opened his eyes.

"You are not good, you didn't eat well, you didn't sleep well, how did you make yourself so old."

Assi felt very distressed.

Distressed his haggard face and the hesitation when he saw him.

"Well," Emperor Yan replied, and then muttered: "So I want you to take care of me, you take care of me, I will definitely eat well and sleep well."

Asi moved his hand up and touched the man's back comfortably.

"good."

I will take care of you.

Always take care of you.

No matter who you are, what you look like, how many reincarnations you are, you are Asi, the favorite Xiaobai.

On this day, the news that Wei Xiaojun Assi came back alive spread throughout the capital.

The happiest one is Yan Ancheng.

He was holding Assi but refused to let go.

In the eyes of others, Emperor Yan, who has always been ruthless and ruthless, now looks like a child who wants to be petted.

Holding Asi humming and talking about what he missed.

His hug is too tight.

Assi endured and endured it, really couldn't help it.

Then he poked him and said, "Can you let go?"

Yan Ancheng: "Asi...Asi, do you dislike me?"

The voice was aggrieved, and it was hoarse for many days, which was extremely pitiful.

"Do you think I am old?"

"You... why are you so... have no conscience..."

Asi: "..."

She gave up struggling and let him hold herself tight and tight.