This lingering Xiao Mo, even the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder could not kill her, but she was really lucky. She had already met Ye Zijin before him, which was really annoying.
How could Yan Jue not hear the change in Ye Zijin's tone? It was because of this that he was so talented.
It's obviously the same, she was the one who met him first in her previous life, so why is it that Xiao Mo is the same Xiao Mo in Ye Zijin's heart, both in this life and in the past life, and her status in Ye Zijin's heart is higher than him.
This really made him feel uncomfortable. Even when he died in his previous life, the only person he cared about was Xiao Mo. The last sentence of his instructions was also about Xiao Mo. That Xiao Mo was so good. Even the one he cared about most in this life was That Xiao Mo.
Ye Zijin couldn't help but move back, he felt that the aura on his body was a bit dangerous, and those eyes seemed to eat him, as if Yan Jue became like this when he mentioned Xiao Mo.
Could it be that Yan Jue and Xiao Mo are not good friends, but enemies.
"Hiss, it hurts." Ye Zijin's hand hurt from being grabbed by Yan Jue. The key point was that Ye Zijin's strength was no match for Yan Jue, a big man, so he could only let him hold it obediently.
When Yan Jue heard Ye Zijin's gasp, he realized that he had scratched Ye Zijin's hand in pain. He let go in a panic, only to find that there was a circle of bruises on Ye Zijin's jade-white hand.
"Does it hurt?"
Ye Zijin didn't say anything and glared at him. Don't you know if it hurts or not
Yan Jue took out a box of ointment from his small pocket. When Ye Zijin saw the small bottle, he thought it was very similar to the medicine bottle Xiao Mo gave him, except that the color was lighter.
The doubts in Ye Zijin's heart subsided a little, and he believed Yan Jue's words 70%.
Yan Jue dipped his hand in some ointment and carefully pulled Ye Zijin's wrist and rubbed it slowly. Yan Jue's hand was rough and there were some calluses on his fingers, which made Ye Zijin's wrist itch. He just wanted to pull it back. Yan Jue patted his hand gently.
"Be honest."
Ye Zijin pouted and said nothing. Yan Jue was very good-looking, with deep facial features, like a mixed race. Thick eyebrows, wheat-colored complexion, and explosive muscles hidden in his clothes.
He is quite strong, so no wonder he is also called a man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.
Yan Jue's movements were very light, like a feather gently floating away on his wrist. Ye Zijin had been catching a flight for a few hours and was a little tired. His eyes were half open and half closed, and he entered after a while. Dreamland.
"Still as stupid as before" I slept peacefully in front of strangers, I really didn't feel wary at all...
No matter what, I will take good care of him in this life.
Yan Jue gently flicked Ye Zijin's little head and smiled. Ye Zijin, who was sleeping, frowned, whimpered quietly, and then fell asleep again.
It's like a newborn kitten that just won't open its little eyes.
Yan Jue was afraid that Ye Zijin would be cold, so he took off his coat and put it on Ye Zijin's body. Ye Zijin was sleeping soundly, and Yan Jue's small movements did not wake him up.
When Ye Zijin woke up, he found that Yan Jue was no longer around him, and he was still wearing Yan Jue's clothes.
Ye Zijin smiled. Although that man looked like a reckless bear, he was still quite soft-hearted. I would be better to be nicer to him next time we meet.
(End of chapter)