Ye Weilan glanced at her: "Are you thinking about Yi Sa or this family?"

Ye Yan's tone was plain: "I'm thinking about you."

Ye Weilan was about to say something when a gust of wind blew and she sneeze.

A windbreaker covered her shoulders, and then a familiar embrace: "Go and change clothes."

Ye Weilan turned around, Qi Ye stood behind her, she smiled at him, and her depression dissipated a lot at this moment: "Are you with me?" she asked Ye Yan.

Ye Yan rubbed her head: "No, I'll find a place to change it myself."

Ye Weilan and Qi Ye left, Ye Yan turned around and walked into the castle from another inconspicuous path.

Although this place is not the Ogura family's family, she has been here a few times before and is quite familiar with it.

He hid from people all the way, and came the most remote small western-style building. Ye Yan opened a door and walked in.

The room was pitch black. Out of professional habits, she didn't want to turn on the lights. She walked into the cabinet and took out clean clothes. Ye Yan raised her hand and untied the strap of her skirt. The red long skirt slashed across her calf and fell down gracefully.

The girl's fragrant and delicate body is tender and white, and it is indescribably tempting.

A strange sound suddenly came from the quiet space, as if it was the sound of a sudden increase in human breathing.

Ye Yan, who was untiing her chest, looked cold and she shot out the blade tied to her thighs. At the same time, she turned around, stared at a corner with cold eyes, and pointed the black muzzle in her hand at the figure hiding in the darkness.

The slow pace was extremely clear in the dark room. The man walked over slowly, and this breath...

Ye Yan's eyes tightened, and her simple white fingers pulled the trigger. A bullet flew over the man's ear. Sparks swirled, and a gun hole appeared on the wall: "Stop!"

The gun pointed at his forehead meant that it was not just a threat.

The man stopped and threw the blade in his hand at Ye Yan's feet. At the same time, he raised his hand and turned on the light in the room.

The lights are bright.

It reflected almost all naked girls and a holy and cold boy in white.

A trace of shame and anger flashed in Ye Yan's eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "How did you know I'm coming here?"

Yi Sa's cold eyes fell on her chest without any hesitation, and her tone was lazy: "This question is so naive."

He knew it clearly that she had been weaned for several months.

She was trained by him, and her style of conduct could not escape from his palms no matter what.

"Get out!" Ye Yanli shouted.

Yi Sa smiled coldly, her pure eyes were full of anger, and the next second, she ignored her threat and her slender figure rushed over.

Before Ye Yan's gun could be shot, he held his wrist and pressed it hard on the bed. Yi Sa held her chin and let her face face as clear as snow, sneering: "I've grown my skills, I dare to play the trick of pretending to be dead with me!"

Ye Yan stared at him coldly: "Maybe I should really die."

The hand holding her chin suddenly exerted force, and Yi Sa's tone was cold and ice-dropping: "You say it again?"

Ye Yan was in pain, but his eyes were still stubborn: "Why don't you dare to say it? My life was ruined by you and was not miserable enough? You must really take my life to give up, right?"
Chapter completed!