Bei Ming Yexuan lowered his head, and his dark black eyes clearly reflected the slightly shy look of the woman in front of him standing on tiptoe and holding a gift in both hands.

The man's delicate eyebrows and eyes bent gently, raised a slender and white hand, and took over the trophy amid a heart-wrenching scream.

It seemed that it was unintentional that the moment the man took the trophy, the ink blue cufflinks suddenly loosened, and a small piece of thin and pale wrist slid out.

On the flawless white skin, a small, black piece of delicate and complex patterns were exposed to the air.

Lancelot, who was standing behind Yun Qing, was staring at the two people motionlessly, glanced at them accidentally, and then he froze for a moment.

The young man's vision was firmly stuck to the small exquisite and complex black pattern, as if he was struck by a thunder, and his whole body was paralyzed.

Lancelot opened his eyes wide as he was frightened, looked at the man who looked like a god, leaned down his perfect face, pressed against Yun Qing's cheek, and felt her breath and warmth intimately, and was close to his lover.

The voice was as light as a confession, or as if it was a prayer, "You promised...I will no longer say to my two words..."

Yun Qing's heart beat, and the man's voice and movements at this moment made her heart weak and unable to bear it.

Yun Qing was so nervous that she was at a loss. She raised her eyes and stared at the man's dark and deep eyes, "That was what you said to you in the past and you in the future. Now, I..."

A delicate finger suddenly pressed her lips.

Yun Qing's voice disappeared into the crack of her lips.

She met the man's dark eyes, which were a little surprised.

"I know," Bei Ming Yexuan looked at her warmly, with a completely doting expression. "Qingbao just needs to know that I am chasing you. As for the answer...you can tell me whenever you want."

Anyway, no matter what Yun Qing’s answer is, for her and him, there is only one final result.

Yun Qing didn't know what the man really thought.

She seemed to be unforgettable by this sentence, and if she was indulged to the point where there was no bottom line, she ignited all her blood.

Even the depression that had been accumulated in the heart seemed to be evaporated by the fiery torrent that swept across the body.

Bei Ming Yexuan looked at the little girl huddled in his arms.

She was like a small beast abandoned by her race in the snow and ice. She suddenly encountered a dangerous and powerful creature that coveted its flesh and blood, but the other party said she wanted to protect her.

While she tried hard to convince herself to trust, she was instinctively afraid and trembling.

Bei Ming Yexuan looked at her helpless shoulders and his eyes became darker.

Bei Ming Yexuan raised his hand and pinched Yun Qing's chin, forced her to raise her face, and looked at her eyes deeply, with endless love and heartache in her eyes. "Qingbao, if I could give you my heart, wouldn't you... be so scared?"

Yun Qing suddenly froze, his eyes a little confused.

It turns out that she is... scared!?

Bei Ming Yexuan lowered his eyes and stared at her expression at the moment, and his expression suddenly became hazy like mist and rain.

After all, I still couldn't bear to force her...

Bei Ming Yexuan took Yun Qing into his arms, closed his eyes, and pressed it to her ear, "Don't be afraid, just as before, nothing will change."

She just needs to trust her as before and not leave him.

One day, he will eventually get all of her.

The gentle and treacherous aura slid across his ears, with a gentleness like coaxing a child.

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