Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Do I still have to choose...?" Wen Xiaoai muttered to himself like his fate, full of sadness and despair.

Feng Liyan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, even words of comfort were not appropriate.

If the person she doesn't want to marry is not Ye Qi, then he will do everything he can to help her resist the marriage together, but this person is Ye Qi, he can't do that.

Ye Qi's fingers were slightly bent twice, and his half-fisted hand opened weakly.

He looked down at Wen Xiaoai, who was lying softly in his arms, with a pale and lifeless face, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if there was something to say, but he didn't want to say it.

There were hesitation and struggle between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was suffering some great torture in his heart.

Yes, this is far more cruel to him than torture.

"Xiao Ai..."

He struggled for a long time, and finally broke his heart, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Feng Li Yan.

"Ye Qi."

Ye Qi raised his eyes, looked over subconsciously, but saw Feng Litan's face with a cold face, and shook his head slightly at him, motioning him to dispel his inner thoughts.

Ye Qi, who was unwilling to do so, just stopped.

"Be obedient, drink the porridge first. Everyone will be worried about you." Feng Lidan once again brought the porridge to Wen Xiaoai's lips.

"...I want to stay alone for a while, can you go out?" Wen Xiaoai said weakly.

Although the two are not at ease, seeing Wen Xiaoai like this, they can only give her space.

Feng Lidan: "Then you promise me that I will drink the porridge in a while, and I have to drink the medicine."

"..."

The two got up and left Wen Xiaoai's bedroom, but they did not dare to leave, but came to the hall and waited.

"What were you doing just now? Are you regretting your marriage?" Feng Lidan asked Ye Qi, not to mention questioning, but worried about him more.

"..."

Ye Qi clenched his fist slightly, but did not deny it.

"Do you really want to be a decent gentleman, perfect the little princess and others?"

"I do not have."

Ye Qi denied.

He can refuse this marriage for Wen Xiaoai, but it does not mean that he is perfecting her and others.

He is not that great.

He believes that no one can be a gentleman to perfect his beloved and join hands with others.

Feng Litan sighed slightly, raised his hand and patted Ye Qi's arm, without saying anything else.

This wedding, it is not only Wen Xiaoai who is uncomfortable.

How sad he just had to be able to speak and tell Wen Xiaoai whether to marry or not...

in the room

The original light scent, but now it is all medicinal.

Wen Xiaoai lay down on his side with some effort, reached out and hugged the quilt, his thin body curled up.

She is so cold.

Not only is the body cold, but the heart is also cold.

This safe haven that never made her feel wronged, and a strong backing, made her feel strange and scared at this moment.

There was an idea of ​​fleeing.

But she cannot escape, nor can she escape.

Wen Xiaoai buried his face deeply in the quilt, crying helplessly.

"sister."

In the room, a white translucent figure suddenly appeared.

The teenager looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was trembling all over from crying on the bed, and his heart became uncomfortable, and his voice became a little bit crying.

Wen Xiaoai stiffened, stopped crying, and then turned hard to look at the boy next to the bed.

When she saw the teenager, Wen Xiaoai's tear ducts couldn't stop, because she remembered when she was in the human world.

"bun……"

"Sister, don't cry, eyes are swollen from crying." The young man stretched out his hand to wipe Wen Xiaoai's tears, touch her head, and hug her, but he couldn't do it.