Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

Yanyi people stare at the pot of fruit tea, watching the fruit rolling in the water.

"Elizabeth, what are you thinking?"

"I'm too tired to sleep today."

Emory chuckled. "Is it so boring to talk to my uncle? Look into my eyes. "

Yanyi people raised their eyes, and unexpectedly bumped into Emory's blue eyes.

"Elizabeth, are you tired? Close your eyes and rest assured. It's very quiet here. No one will disturb you... "

Yanyi people close their eyes and their consciousness drifts for a moment.

Between the lightning and the Firestone, the words of Jane's sharp voice flashed in her mind.

She can't listen to Emory, she can't!

She held on, but Emory's voice, like the sound of heaven, guided her step by step.

She began to get out of control, to become disoriented.

When she knew that she could not go on like this, she bit the tip of her tongue.

Pain from the tip of the tongue, she had a small moment of Qingming.

After that, it was a total trance.

Thoughts seem to be out of control, numb follow the guidance of Emory, from his words, the mind has emerged a paradise.

There is no sorrow, no burden, and there is a total relaxation.

Her teeth are sharp, her tongue is broken, and the smell of blood spreads throughout her mouth.

She was breathless, and by this time, she was lying on the sofa, and Emory was squatting beside her, comforting her gently.

Until, her frown, slowly release.

Delicate face, look safe.

"Tell me, what's your name?"

"Elizabeth," the Yenne replied mechanically

"Where are you from?"

"I don't know."

"Who is your fiance?"

"I don't know."

Emory nodded contentedly, and he pointed loudly: "I'll tell you, your name is Elizabeth, and your fiance's name is Hans. Your parents are both dead. You have a good relationship with your fiance. You are going to get married in a few days. "

"My name is Elizabeth. My parents are dead. I have a good relationship with my fiance. We are going to get married in a few days."

An hour later, the Yani woke up and Emory had poured out a cup of fruit tea and pushed it in front of her.

"Elizabeth, have some fruit tea and moisten your throat."

Yan Yiren sat up and clapped his head: "uncle, why do I have a little headache?"

"Probably too tired."

The Yani nodded. "Well, maybe."

She took the fruit tea and took two sips. "It's too sweet I don't like it. "

"Hahaha Don't drink it if you don't like it. Let Hans heat you a glass of milk, will you? " Emory was obviously in a good mood, and the crow's feet all laughed.

Yani nodded. "OK, I'll go back to take a bath first, and let Hans send it to my bedroom."

"Go."

"Good night, uncle."

"Good night, Elizabeth."

Leaving the study, Yan Yi's smile immediately congealed, and she walked back to the bedroom slowly.

Jane was anxiously pacing back and forth in situ, worried about whether the Yanyi people could do it.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, she was shocked and looked at the direction of the door.

Yanyi people came in and closed the door behind them.

"Sister?"

Jane Lingxi dare not approach her, carefully testing.

Yan Yi's face was slightly pale, and a trace of fatigue appeared at the bottom of her eyes. She raised her hand, rubbed her forehead, and squatted down slowly.

"How are you, sister?" Jane Lingxi walked step by step, came to her and asked anxiously.