Ren Zhanyang's eyes suddenly tightened. Because Ye Xiaoran was standing on the bay window, his eyes were easily aimed at her neck. Although three days had passed, Ye Xiaoran's neck was still vaguely visible.

There were slightly purple marks, which seemed to be crying out about his roughness that night, so Ren Zhanyang's heart immediately softened.

This time he did something wrong, Xiang Feiqing and Mo Tingyun both told him so.

That's all, if she wants to explain, just explain it to her.

But Ren Zhanyang has never explained anything to anyone since he was so old, and for a moment he really didn’t know how to speak.[

But Ye Xiaoran's eyes were fixed on Ren Zhanyang for an instant, as if she had to let him say it before she was willing to do it.

Ren Zhanyang coughed lightly and finally spoke: "Xiao Ran, Fei Qing is not my fiancée. I was irrational that night."

The corners of Ye Xiaoran's eyes twitched. She really shouldn't have expected Ren Zhanyang too much. When asked for an explanation, he just said such a firm sentence, and even said "I'm sorry" so indirectly and tactfully.

"Huh, not sincere."

Ren Zhanyang's face was full of helplessness to compromise, and he finally showed his softness to Ye Xiaoran, "Xiaoran, after my quarrel with you, my life was not good, not at all."

Ren Zhanyang's tone was rare and gentle, as if a hand suddenly grabbed Ye Xiaoran's heart. She looked at Ren Zhanyang carefully, and then she realized that his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

, the lower eyelids were slightly swollen, and the tired and haggard bags under his eyes made Ren Zhanyang less domineering than before and a little more heart-wrenchingly tender.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Ye Xiaoran actually felt that Ren Zhanyang had lost weight, and the contours of his face had become deeper and deeper.

She thought that Ren Zhanyang was really having a hard time, and Xiang Feiqing was not lying.

Ye Xiaoran's heart was swollen with distress and sweetness. She restrained herself from the savagery and unreasonableness she had just deliberately pretended to do. She stretched out her hand on her waist towards Ren Zhanyang and said in a stiff and awkward tone: "Ren Zhanyang, hug me."

Ren Zhanyang, who was always used to giving orders, now willingly obeyed Ye Xiaoran's 'order', and hugged Ye Xiaoran into his arms. It was not a princess hug, but a face-to-face hug. Ye Xiaoran's hands were wrapped around Ren Zhanyang's neck.

, the slender white legs spread and wrapped around Ren Zhanyang's strong waist.
Chapter completed!