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Like a person being pushed to the trial stand, she screamed in a small and humble way in her heart, wanting to distinguish for herself, wanting to commute her sentence, neither death penalty nor indefinite term, but under what circumstances did she have the power to judge? The possibility of being "acquitted"?

She suddenly reached out and held Ye Jia's hand tightly, hesitating: "Ye Jia, can we find another place to sit?"

Ye Jia was silent for a while, and shook her hand a little, as if she wanted to pull her hand away, neither nodding nor shaking her head. (www>

Feng Feng held his hand desperately and did not let go. Seeing that his face gradually calmed down a little, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. [

Feng Feng is familiar with this teahouse, not far from where she lives.It was late at night, and there were not many people, so it was extremely quiet.The heating is fully turned on, and the aroma of hot tea is lingering.

She has always been afraid of telling the story, and suddenly lost her guard, no longer looking forward and backward, she looked at Ye Jia, under the light, his eyes were so bright, his eyebrows were so handsome, and his mouth, nose, face... there was no one place. It's not Kaye!However, there was no longer such a gentle smile as Gaye, and he remained silent, with such a strange indifference on his expression.

Feng Feng was even more panicked, his voice was a little unsteady: "Ye Jia, can I tell you a ridiculous story? It's a novel I read..."

Ye Jia spoke slowly: "Okay. The stories Xiaofeng told are very interesting."

"You just have to be a ridiculous story."

"Ah."

She began to talk about that ridiculous time travel, regardless of whether he understood it or not.She explained in great detail how a woman met a monk when she was on the verge of desperation, how she seduced him and caused him to relapse, how the two escaped from the palace and were hunted down by the emperor...

Time passed by, Ye Jia sank deeply into the rattan chair, listening silently, the more she listened, the more her eyebrows became more and more tangled.

"...that monk was shot with three arrows, and one of the arrows deviated, under the left rib...she could almost hear the sound of his bones and flesh splitting...just like that, she couldn't see the monk again, wake up Later, she and the emperor have arrived in modern times... Hehe, Ye Jia, this is very similar to an American blockbuster, absurd and uninhibited, right? Well, my joke is over, Ye Jia..."

She stopped talking because she saw Ye Jia on the opposite side with a pale face, with one hand pressing on his left rib, looking in extreme pain.