The Sealer of the Sword

"Commander."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"As long as you post it, I'll move out."

"Ah hey!"

Ah, forget it, it's just a joke anyway.

Then, Yan Ye and Xiang went out chatting and laughing.

Now you just need to go to Wo Sauce's small restaurant, get dinner ready, feast your eyes, and enjoy the rest of the leisure time—

Although Cong Yun was ignored.

When the door of the admiral's room was closed, the admiral's room fell into darkness, and Congyun, who was still lying on the floor and coughing, turned to look at the closed door of the admiral's room over there.

It took Cong Yun 3 seconds to understand the current situation. After 3 seconds, when she understood that she was left behind, Cong Yun really almost cried.

"That—cough...that bastard!"

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Chapter 480 Give me back my feelings!

In the end, he could only forcibly lift his strength, bit his lip, and Cong Yun, who wanted to get up alone and raise his head—

But she saw Yan Ye squatting in front of her.

To be honest, the current situation is no less than seeing a ghost.

So Cong Yun was stunned.

"Yeah, since that bastard left me and left by himself, I'm so angry, so lonely, so lonely, so sad, why doesn't that guy come to take care of me? It's obvious that I'm the guy's wife, so people also need that guy's care. - Cong Yun, did you think so in your heart just now? But - I have always been there for the remnant."

Yan Ye, who was squatting in front of Cong Yun in a flirtatious tone, looked at Cong Yun who was staring at him and was stunned, imitating Cong Yun's tone, and said a long series of words like this.

Anyway, Ye felt that if someone said these words to him in such a tone in front of him, he would definitely be slapped in the face.

But but-

But after all, Yan Ye is not a ghost, and in Cong Yun's subconscious, he really hopes that Yan Ye is here now, so even if it is a bit infiltrating, Cong Yun still spent 3 seconds recovering from the daze After coming, he almost cried and reached out and slapped Yan Ye.

"Who would think that—"

That slap, after Yan Ye tilted slightly to the side, he avoided it.

However, because of this, Cong Yun slapped the air and caused his body to lose its balance.

Before he even finished the words in his mouth, when he was about to turn upside down, Yan Ye smiled lightly and stretched out his hand, grabbing Cong Yun's wrist.

Then he pulled it hard towards him, and when Cong Yun also fell into his arms, Yan Ye reached out and hugged Cong Yun in his arms at the same time.

"Let's go, today's supper is decided to be Cong Yun you~"

"You bastard—! See if I come down and don't kick you—"

However, in the end, the cloud still did not break free.

Just like that, he walked out of the admiral's room with Congyun in his arms, and after the meeting with Xiang who was standing at the door of the admiral's room and played a scene with Yan Ye just now, he walked down the stairs.

"promise."

Poured a glass of water from the kitchen of the small dining room, walked out to the table outside the small dining room, reached out and handed it to Cong Yun, Yan Ye also sat opposite Cong Yun.

Thinking that Xiang wanted to eat grilled fish, Yan Ye had already figured out what to do before he came over.

Set up a barbecue outside and wait for the preparations to be done before you can start - just wait for a while before that, at least let Cong Yun relax.

Cong Yun was not polite to this. He stretched out his hand and took the hand that Yan Ye handed over to him, then raised his head and drank it.

It looked like she hadn't drank water for a few days—well, even though Yan Ye was embarrassed to say that.

After all, if he took a sip of the cup of coffee that Cong Yun brewed, he would probably have a bigger reaction than the current Cong Yun.

So he didn't say much, and Yan Ye only saw that when Cong Yun drank the glass of water, the expression on his face finally eased, and when he handed the empty glass to him, Yan Ye said: He just chuckled when he saw this, reached out to take it, filled her a glass of water again, and handed it over again.

Repeating this, when Cong Yun finished drinking the third glass of water and Yan Ye handed over the fourth glass of water, Cong Yun also seemed to recover from the bitter taste of crying.

Although Cong Yun immediately - put on a resentful expression and glared at him.

Well.

This is indeed Yan Ye's pot, so Yan Ye won't lose it, but it's better to pretend to be stupid now.

So Yan Ye wisely put aside the topic——

"Cong Yun, what do you want to eat?"

"I've eaten."

"Well... that's right, after all, you brought the meal just now, so why don't you help me with Cong Yun—"

"No."

"Eh?"

"Never!"