Chapter 44
The sound of the tabletop and fingers colliding echoed in the room, disrupting the rhythm of Ye Han's fingertips, which was like a spell.
With the tapping of his fingers, the discomfort in Mo Yu's chest became less and less, and finally slowly returned to the usual heartbeat rhythm.
The fingers gripping his wound suddenly relaxed, stood up and looked coldly at Yehan who had stopped his fingertips at some point, and after a while, he finally could only smile: "Have you finished playing the song?"
Ye Han nodded disapprovingly, as an answer to Mo Yu's question.
The line of sight fell directly on Yue Wu's face.
At this time, Yue Wu's clothes were completely soaked in sweat, and strands of hair on her temples were stuck to her forehead.
The originally rosy lips also became bloodless.
The whole person seemed to have just done a heavy job that exhausted her physical strength, and even her eyes were no longer as cold and tough as usual, and became languid.
Seeing Yue Wu's appearance, Ye Han hooked his lips into a chuckle and said, "Yue Wu, your two-year time limit will be up in three days, and you should rest well from today on."
"you"
Yue Wu stood up abruptly, staring at Ye Han firmly.
The hatred in his eyes made Mo Yu have no doubts that if Yue Wu had a little confidence, he would immediately go up and kill Ye Han.
Yue Wu gritted her teeth and stared at Ye Han for a long time, then gritted her teeth and forced the words out from between her lips and teeth: "Why did you harm me?"
"What do you say?"
Ye Han raised the corner of his mouth, leaned back lazily on the chair, and asked a rhetorical question lightly.
Seeing Yue Wu's muscles suddenly stiffen, Ye Han's eyes suddenly showed a trace of sarcasm, he picked up the red fan placed next to Yao Qin, and opened and closed it casually several times.
"It is said that your aptitude is the best I have seen in the past few years."
Speaking of this, Ye Han stopped and turned his fan, pointed in Mo Yu's direction with the fan handle: "Of course, I'm talking about before she came."
Yehan's voice fell short, and the hatred in Yuewu's eyes became even stronger. She gritted her teeth and forced the words out: "That's why you are worried that I will take away your Yesha seat after I become a charmer!"
(End of this chapter)
The sound of the tabletop and fingers colliding echoed in the room, disrupting the rhythm of Ye Han's fingertips, which was like a spell.
With the tapping of his fingers, the discomfort in Mo Yu's chest became less and less, and finally slowly returned to the usual heartbeat rhythm.
The fingers gripping his wound suddenly relaxed, stood up and looked coldly at Yehan who had stopped his fingertips at some point, and after a while, he finally could only smile: "Have you finished playing the song?"
Ye Han nodded disapprovingly, as an answer to Mo Yu's question.
The line of sight fell directly on Yue Wu's face.
At this time, Yue Wu's clothes were completely soaked in sweat, and strands of hair on her temples were stuck to her forehead.
The originally rosy lips also became bloodless.
The whole person seemed to have just done a heavy job that exhausted her physical strength, and even her eyes were no longer as cold and tough as usual, and became languid.
Seeing Yue Wu's appearance, Ye Han hooked his lips into a chuckle and said, "Yue Wu, your two-year time limit will be up in three days, and you should rest well from today on."
"you"
Yue Wu stood up abruptly, staring at Ye Han firmly.
The hatred in his eyes made Mo Yu have no doubts that if Yue Wu had a little confidence, he would immediately go up and kill Ye Han.
Yue Wu gritted her teeth and stared at Ye Han for a long time, then gritted her teeth and forced the words out from between her lips and teeth: "Why did you harm me?"
"What do you say?"
Ye Han raised the corner of his mouth, leaned back lazily on the chair, and asked a rhetorical question lightly.
Seeing Yue Wu's muscles suddenly stiffen, Ye Han's eyes suddenly showed a trace of sarcasm, he picked up the red fan placed next to Yao Qin, and opened and closed it casually several times.
"It is said that your aptitude is the best I have seen in the past few years."
Speaking of this, Ye Han stopped and turned his fan, pointed in Mo Yu's direction with the fan handle: "Of course, I'm talking about before she came."
Yehan's voice fell short, and the hatred in Yuewu's eyes became even stronger. She gritted her teeth and forced the words out: "That's why you are worried that I will take away your Yesha seat after I become a charmer!"
(End of this chapter)
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