He stretched his hand around her waist and pulled the person into his arms.

Surprisingly, Rong Yan did not resist him as much as before.

Yun Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "I love you."

Yan Yan laughed twice, raised his finger and poked at his forehead, and said proudly, "I know, I am so beautiful, and so good and cute, who else can you love if you don't love me."

This charming appearance is clearly drunk.

Yun Yi gave a chuckle, took her little hand, and slowly approached her.

It's just that, before he got there, Yan Yan chuckled and raised his other hand, covering his mouth.

"Smelly rascal, you are not allowed to kiss me, I am going back to sleep."

After speaking, she pushed Yun Yi away and staggered towards her own bedroom upstairs.

Yun Yi was still worried about what method should be used to trick her into the house, but he didn't expect the drunk face to make this request on her own.

This is really God's help!

Yun Yi immediately followed up happily, and stretched out his hand to support her and walked towards the bedroom together.

He was probably dizzy after being drunk, and most of his face was almost leaning on him.

Naturally, Yun Yi couldn't ask for it, and with excitement, he lifted his face horizontally and quickly went upstairs.

Yan Yan's head was leaning against his arms, and his arms were wrapped around his neck subconsciously.

Muttered in a low voice, "Yun Yi is a stinky hooligan, a big bad guy."

What he didn't see was the slight smile on the corner of his lips after his face closed his eyes.

It seems that even the step of Rose confession can be saved.

Yun Yi was complacent, but he was careless under his feet, and he was directly mixed on the edge of the raised carpet on the ground.

The whole person threw straight on the ground with the face in his arms.

Yun Yi didn't expect that he would make such a low-level mistake, but anyhow, after so many years of special training, his emergency response was fast enough.

Seeing that the two of them were about to pounce on the ground, in a hurry, Yun Yi hugged Xing Yan's arm with fierce force, and directly moved Xing Yan toward the window.

And he himself fell heavily on the ground.

However, fortunately, the carpet on the ground was thick enough. Although he threw down hard, he didn't have the pain he had imagined, and he didn't even have a slight injury.

Seeing his face safely falling on the window, Yun Yi didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief. By the way, he was proud of his wit. The next second, the face that fell on the window struggling to bounce off the bed.

The little face that was flushing red just now showed a hideous expression, and rushed towards him with a roar.

"Yun Yi, I killed you!"

Yun Yi was startled, and a bad premonition immediately surged in his heart.

What the hell?

What went wrong? ?

Obviously the plan went well, and it was just fine. Why did the style of painting suddenly change to kill him?

(The window word in the text is deliberate. It's not that I wrote the wrong word. Everyone understands it, so I won't explain it much.)

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