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Chapter 341 Yishen, your support is super amazing again (17)

As Huahua thought about it, her cheeks felt slightly hot again.

When did she start to blush so easily?

It seems that the object of her blushing is all because of Ye Lin.

The headset's radio performance is good.

Hua Qianxi seems to be able to hear Ye Lin's low breathing on the other side.

The more Hua Qianxi thinks about it, the more she feels that her thoughts are too straight. Now that she has turned off the live broadcast, she doesn't care about her expression management. Anyway, Ye Lin on the other side doesn't know about it, and Hua Qianxi's ears are pink.

It seems that he has not spoken for a long time, and there is some kind of suspicion that is speculative.

Hua Qianxi spoke hastily and hurriedly again, but before the words in her mind were formed, she was anxious to speak out to show her innocence, so she stammered unavoidably.

"Ye...Ye, Yelin," Hua Qianxi paused, the tip of her tongue in her mouth seemed to be a little stiff, and she couldn't even bend it. It took a long time for "Ye" to forcefully call out his name.

When Ye Lin heard that soft voice calling her name nervously, she couldn't help but froze for a moment, and suddenly felt more and more funny.

The little guy always called his name so nicely.

Even the nervous appearance is so cute.

Ye Lin doesn't know what blatant partiality is, and she doesn't know what beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

He just felt that Hua Qianxi on the other side was a living Hua Qianxi, and her every frown and smile were so touching.

Ye Lin wanted to laugh out loud, and joked again, he didn't have such a big granddaughter.

But I was afraid that the little girl on the other side would become angry from embarrassment.

He simply restrained his smile, clenched his fist loosely with his big hand, concealed it between his lips, cleared his throat in a low voice, and only then forced his smile back.

"I'm here," Yelin responded softly, her deep voice was reassuring, "what's wrong?"

Hua Qianxi finally called out Ye Lin's name completely, thinking about how her crisp voice stuttered just now for no reason.

Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed just now.

Hua Qianxi's cheeks flushed red.

Anyway, Ye Lin on the other side couldn't see his expression, Hua Qianxi simply smashed the jar.

Fingertips rubbed the corners of the phone.

The slightly cracked tempered film slid across Hua Qianxi's fingertips, dragging her thoughts.

"Yelin, do you want to play another game?"

Hua Qianxi held back for a long time before she managed to hold back such a complete sentence.

Ye Lin on the other side didn't care whether Hua Qianxi would see it or not, and shook her head directly at the light yellow post-it note on the wall, her deep voice seemed to suppress a lot of emotions, "I don't want to."

"...Then what do you think?" Hua Qianxi said hesitantly, she heard Yelin's low breathing, and she was not sure what Yelin was thinking.

"I want to see you."

Ye Lin took a deep breath and answered frankly.

I want to see her, and not only want to see her, I want to run directly beside Hua Qianxi right now, stroke her soft long hair with my own hands, and run my fingertips through the strands of hair that fascinate him...

Then intertwine with Hua Qianxi's breathing, reluctant to part.

Every minute and every second of separation made Ye Lin suffer.

He knows that there is a word in the world called "the seven-year itch", but Ye Lin doesn't understand why two people who like each other become strange and separated after seven years of being together like glue.

Yelin longs to be by Hua Qianxi's side every day, and wants to make every day with her like a raging fire immersed in passionate love. Even if that unstoppable love swallows him up, Yelin will also be The sweetness is like rain.

This is what he likes, clearly like it.

Unabashedly like it.

Yelin's liking has always been Hua Qianxi from the beginning to the end, and it is only Hua Qianxi.

As Ye Lin thought about it, his big hand suddenly covered the light yellow post-it note. At that moment, Ye Lin seemed to be intertwined with the original host's soul in a trance.

He suddenly felt that he had the same state of mind as the boy from "Yashen".

A deep love for someone.

Love cannot be hidden, it will be revealed in every corner of daily life.

Every time you discover something, the whole atrium will be filled with joy.

Hua Qianxi on the other side heard these four words suddenly popped up by Ye Lin.

The little hand that was still rubbing the corner of the phone froze suddenly.

These four words seem to be too heavy, and they are more sweet than the straightforward confession.

Hua's shallow breath froze, and the time in this world seemed to have come to a standstill.

But Hua Qianxi seemed to hear her own breathing and Ye Lin's breathing from the headset, intertwined, the rapid but depressing voice, Hua Qianxi couldn't help but blush.

He wants to see her?

How much do you think?

Is it like she wants to see him?

Hua Qianxi still can't figure out what Yelin, a man who likes to hide his thoughts in his heart, is thinking in his heart, but Hua Qianxi knows clearly that she herself wants to see him very much, and wants to be desperate, so she pounces on him now. Ye Lin's warm and firm embrace.

Hua Qianxi doesn't know where Yelin is staying in this world.

Could it be that "Yishen" and "Huahua" are now separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

But that obstinate liking seemed to draw the distance between the two of them, and the person he thought about day and night seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

"Where are you?" Hua Qianxi asked suddenly.

Where is he, where is she going.

Ye Lin is her morning star.

It was a ray of sunshine that she wanted to hold tightly to.

Ye Lin paced back and forth in the room. The young man's room was too clean, leaving too little information.

However, there was still a plane ticket beside the bed, and the information on it clearly indicated.

In a few days, "Yashen" will fly to City B.

"Are you in City B now?"

Ye Lin spoke suddenly.

Hua Qianxi was stopped by his question, she also stood up, paced back and forth in her girly fan's room, and finally found a notebook with an address written on the title page, which was City B.

"Yes, how do you know?"

Although Hua Qianxi believed that Ye Lin could do anything, she still couldn't help but open her mouth curiously.

Ye Lin didn't seem to want to explain directly, she curled her lips, "I guess."

Guess?
Can you guess so accurately?

Hua Qianxi obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't directly expose Ye Lin.

Ye Lin on the other side paused, then spoke suddenly, the youthful voice faded from the deep voice, and it sounded a little hoarse.

"I'll go find you, wait for me."

"Yishen" is a young man just like him. Even if he's stinky and arrogant, he can't get rid of the wildness and ruthlessness in his bones. What he wants to do, even if he travels through thousands of mountains and rivers, he There will also be enough assurance that it is inevitable.

For Ye Lin's words, Hua Qianxi has no doubts about him.

Yelin is always everywhere, and he can always find her easily.

Like being in a raging fire, like being in the unfathomable depths of the sea, or like being in a dreadful abyss...

Hua Qianxi recalled it like an attachment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It seems that she has known Yelin a long time ago...

Moreover, in the previous plane, the person who rescued her in time was not Ye Lin, but Hua Qianxi secretly wanted to believe that he was the one who rescued her every time.

In the depths of my mind, I am about to lose my memory, and I am constantly playing with the white mist, which seems to be about to burst out.

Hua Qianxi's temples are aching.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have lost some memory.

And that memory is very important to her.

There were a few cracks in the sealed memory, and after that, it would be out of control.

Hua Qianxi couldn't bear the increasingly painful brain, so she had to let go of the memory for a while.

……

heaven.

It's still a cloud of smoke.

It's like being in a fairyland, no, this is also a fairyland, the ultimate bliss that mortals yearn for.

Master Yuelao leaned under the peach blossom tree, his big hands were concealed into fists, and he rested lazily on his chin, squinting at the crystal ball formed by the gathering of spiritual power.

Master Yue has already noticed it.

The spiritual power in the barrier has fluctuated slightly.

Lord Yue didn't know what the two little goblins who got in the way had done.

Anyway, this is not very beneficial to Master Yue.

Lord Yuelao's long silver hair hangs down in the lawn, and slices of peach petals fall freely on his long hair to embellish.

Picturesque beauty.

Even if Lord Yue is silent, with his slightly downcast eyes, it is estimated that he can attract a wave of little fans.

But this old man just didn't like to do what they wanted, and he never showed his real body in front of outsiders.

As for the man who can make Master Yue show this face, it is undoubtedly the noisy Cupid beside him.

Cupid was unusually quiet this time.

Legs crossed, leaning under the peach blossom tree, with slender fingertips playing with chess from who knows where.

Facing the instructions in the world, he learned how to play chess clumsily.

"Hmph, you made a wrong move." Lord Yue Lao who was staring at the crystal ball was reluctant to give Cupid a glimmer of time.

He glanced sideways at his chessboard, and then simply withdrew his gaze.

Cupid has always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he shrugged his shoulders indifferently to Lord Yue's sarcasm, and continued to compare with the instructions in the world, moving his fingertips, and moved the wrong chess by one grid.

"Old man, don't you know that the chess spectators are silent?"

Cupid curled his lips, with an inherent arrogance in his brows and eyes.

Master Yue raised his eyebrows in a funny way, and he didn't have the nerve to speak. The chess he played just now was also in the wrong position.

Master Jianyue withdrew his gaze and stared at the crystal ball again.

Cupid looked at the instructions, moved his fingertips again, and moved the chess piece by another position.

"Don't stare at it, even if you don't guess, you will know that this enchantment can't lock the two of them." Cupid curled his lips again, followed the instructions and played another white chess, and he and himself were opponents , had a great time playing, "You are already like a mirror in your heart, why bother to deceive yourself and others?"

Come in for a few days.

Cupid has clearly felt that Lord Yue is completely different from his previous state of mind.

It seems that the obsession entrenched in Mrs. Yue's heart has completely let go of it at some point.

Although Cupid didn't know what happened, it was good, at least Mr. Yue wouldn't live in the past forever.

Master Yue Lao stared at the crystal ball for a long time, and finally three words came out faintly.

"You do not understand."

Cupid: "..." Yes, yes, no one understands better than you.

You are a prophet.

Cupid felt a sneer in his heart, and Jun's face still had an evil smile.

"I just want to know what you've been through?"

Master Yue was immersed in his own thoughts, and when he heard Cupid's words, his face froze obviously.

It seemed as if something had been ripped apart.

There was a hint of avoidance in the cold eyes.

Sure enough, he guessed it right, Cupid thought so, feeling complacent in his heart.

Elder Yue looked away, and still said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with you."

Cupid choked: "..."

No wonder this old man has lived for thousands of years without even having a friend.

Cupid was sure that with Mr. Yue's virtue, if he could say three words and resist beating the old man madly, he would be considered a loser.

It's just that he has a good temper and can be tortured by Mr. Yue in various ways, so he can see the loneliness of his old man.

You can also put aside your grievances and say a few words to this half-brother.

The bottom of Cupid's heart was full of turbulent waves. For a while, he scolded Mr. Yue for his ignorance, and for a while he began to complain about himself, pitiful for his ill-fated self, and the expression on his handsome face was very colorful and wonderful.

Lord Yue slightly staggered his gaze, and his face froze again after seeing Cupid's tangled and complicated expression.

He stared fixedly at the dramatist in front of him.

After a long time, Elder Yue finally said calmly, "You have facial spasms?"

Cupid: "..." I couldn't hold back my heart, and cursed again.

Spasm your uncle!
Cupid's glaring was also painless to Lord Yue.

Lord Yue looked away lightly, his thin lips slightly parted, "Don't try to scold me from the bottom of your heart, I can hear you."

Cupid's eyes obviously faltered with Master Yue's words, his eyes widened in surprise, and he moved a little closer, "No way, you are secretly learning art behind my back again? When did you learn mind reading?"

Master Yue Lao was still staring at the crystal ball in front of him, trying to ignore the startled man beside him, and remained silent.

"Hey old man, squeak!" Cupid shook his big hand in front of Master Yue, and blinked his eyes curiously. He seemed to have a strong desire for knowledge about mind reading, "Then guess what I'm thinking in my heart right now. what?"

"You want to ask me if I know what you scolded me in your heart just now."

Cupid's big hand dazzled him, Master Yue was finally willing to speak, and responded lightly.

Cupid was too close, Mr. Yue just raised his eyes a little, and he could see the handsome face so close.

The pair of deep pupils with the beauty of western mythology became brighter with the words of Mr. Yuelao.

Obviously, Mr. Yue Lao guessed right.

Lord Yue couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips calmly.

(End of this chapter)