The First Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty-Two Chapters, the Prosperous Woman, Do You Wear Books? (Twenty-Nine)

The young president, with his obsidian-like eyes, stared at the dyed white for three seconds, his pale and slender lips lightly opened, and he spit out a clean and noble voice, "I am, yours."

Feeling white.

Ye Yanhan tugged at the fingers of his sleeve, and his strength increased a little, even the fingertips were white.

This sentence……

Dianbai didn't say anything with a smile, and returned to the Seven Kings Mansion with Ye Yanhan.

In a quaint, cool and clean room.

Ranbai turned sideways, leaning lazily at the door, her gaze fell on Ye Yanhan, she laughed, and said inexplicably, "Are you here, confessing to me?"

The handsome and noble man looked slightly embarrassed, with red blood dripping from the tip of his ears, he nodded lightly at the girl's smiling eyes, and spit out a faint voice, "... um."

Ranbai walked in step by step, his pace was not too slow, but he seemed to be walking on Ye Yanhan's heart.

The young president's eyes have always been shallow and cold, but they are deep, revealing some dull light.

For a moment, he raised his eyes coldly, pursed his thin lips lightly, and said in a low voice, the sound quality was good, and he was impatient, more solemn and serious, "I have never been in love."

The cold and noble man glanced at Dianbai and continued: "But I can learn, learn to be a boyfriend. As long as you want, I can learn anything."

Facing those beautiful and deep eyes, with a thoughtful expression on her face, she smiled lowly and said in a charming voice: "If, I want you to give up everything and just stay by my side? ?"

The depths of her eyes are dark and eerie, as if you are not careful, you will be pushed into a deadly abyss by her.

"Hey, cut off everything from you, there is only me in your world, and there is no one else, so lonely that it makes people crazy..."

The ending of her voice is a little longer, gentle and ethereal, making people feel an unreal and illusory feeling, as if it came from a far, far away place, revealing the ethereal meaning of the ethereal, and as if from It came from the bottom of my heart, one after another, beating in my heart.

Her voice was supposed to be very pleasant, clear and clean, just like the cold snow in early winter, with a hint of coolness hidden in it.

But at this moment, there is an unexpected cold feeling, the cold that is cold to the bone marrow, full of bewitching emotions, as if from the depths of hell, softly sung by the devil, and like the sea of ​​flowers on the other side of the ghostly yellow spring, blooming to the extreme The other side of depravity and corruption symbolizes the beauty of death.

Just like this, a sound, knocked on Ye Yanhan's eardrum.

"Why not?" Looking at the girl's dark and eerie pupils, Ye Yanhan bent her thin lips and asked back.

He leaned over and supported the side of the table with one hand, with a handsome face of abstinence, and pressed the girl against the table, "I belong to you alone, that's good, isn't it?"

Ranbai was calm and calm, leaned on the table lazily, raised his eyes, and asked casually, "Are you going to fall in love?"

"I haven't talked about it." The young CEO replied indifferently, with a cold face, "You teach me."

Ranbai chuckled lightly, and replied lazily, "Okay..."

The tail is elongated, revealing a bit of meaningless taste.

With her slender and beautiful hands, she lightly raised the man's beautiful fair jaw, and leaned over under Ye Yanhan's surprised gaze.

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100 words omitted here? ? ?

Ranbai propped up the table with one hand, stood up unhurriedly, and pulled Ye Yanhan up casually.