I am the only concubine: the dragon concubine plays the kings

Chapter 290 Are You Angry? 11
Long Yuyu said coldly, and walked out of the store with big strides, Ye Xiaowen immediately followed, "Yu'er, are you angry?"

"No."

"Those jewelry are all kept by the adoptive father." Ye Xiaowen smiled lightly, and took her hand, "I will spend less time with Yan Zhao in the future, I always feel that he is not an ordinary person."

"Of course he is not an ordinary person. He is my illusion. Ye Xiaowen, if you don't trust me, you will make it difficult for me." Long Yanyu frowned. She always regarded Yan Zhao as her younger brother or The child looked at it, what was Ye Xiaowen thinking in his heart?
"Yu'er, that's not what I meant." Ye Xiaowen also frowned, the more he explained, the more confused he became.

"You don't trust me so much, so how can I trust you with the women around you? It's not that I'm stingy, I just hope you don't mind who I'm with, after all, it's a friendship between a gentleman and a good friend. Just like You are the same as Yasha." Long Hongyu frowned, the two lived together, the longer the time, the more obvious the conflict would be.

Long Yuyu shook off his hand, and strode towards the place facing away from the palace.

For some reason, her heart became more and more disturbed, as if something was about to happen.

It was quite rare for Long Yuyu to be calm for just a few days.It's just that the happy time is often not long.

"Yu'er, listen to me, in a few days, I will definitely take care of everything!" Ye Xiaowen jumped up and hurried to catch up.

However, Long Yuyu's back disappeared into the downtown in an instant, leaving behind a piece of white light, which hurt Ye Xiaowen's eyes.

No, how can we let it go?
Ye Xiaowen raised his breath and immediately chased after him.

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The entrance and exit of Sakura City are surrounded by a rolling river.

On both sides of the river, there is a row of cherry blossoms in full bloom. At this time, the cherry blossoms are like snow, falling down one after another, flying in the air, rippling in front of your eyes, or with a touch of pink or white, gently falling on the surface of the river. and go.

Long Yuyu rushed here in one breath, stared at the cherry blossoms, watched the Yangtze River, and suddenly felt better again.

With a light leap, she sat on the cherry blossoms, and this movement immediately made the cherry blossom petals rain down on the tree.

(End of this chapter)