Male God, a Little Su

And Yan Nanchao himself didn't know what was wrong with him. He obviously hated that woman, so much so that he wished she could just disappear into this world.

But in the past few days, I dreamed every night that she was wearing a red dress with a bright smile. A machete was pinned to his waist, and the backlight came towards him.

Beautiful outrageous!

He waited and waited, day after day.

I have to give up, Su Yan, is he really going to give up on him? After so long, she refused to even give him a letter!

When he came back to his senses, he had already walked to the Second Prince's Mansion.

Yan Fengmian didn't react much when she saw him.

Originally, he planned to re-read the letter Su Yan wrote to him. The joy that radiated from the depths of his heart could calm Yan Fengmian's impetuous heart.

But the arrival of Yan Nanchao interrupted his idea.

"Brother Huang, do you really want to turn against me for a woman?" Yan Nanchao could not accept the indifference towards Yan Fengmian.

He walked over and glanced down.

The body froze suddenly, and for a while, endless anger burst out from the dark eyes.

"What is this? The letter that the woman wrote to the imperial brother?"

Yan Fengmian's brows frowned, and he immediately reached out and folded the letter, preventing Yan Nanchao from continuing to read.

But the last line of words was clearly seen by Yan Nanchao.

[Don't worry, I only love you-]

what does she mean?

Leading soldiers to fight on the battlefield, still don't forget to fall in love? Will this woman die without a man?

Yan Nanchao laughed angrily at his own thoughts. He didn't even notice that jealousy was growing in his heart, and his eyes were full of red blood.

Staring at Yan Fengmian's movements.

Yan Fengmian's eyes were clear, and her tone was light and indifferent, "Seventh brother, are you here to tell me this?"

With love in his hand, he folded the letter along every crease, put it back in the envelope properly, and finally put it in the box.

Yan Nanchao's eyes were red when he saw the letter that was almost filling the small box.

His hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of the gap between his teeth.

"Brother Huang, are you really in love with her?"

How long have they known each other, how nicely said that woman at the beginning, and she was only happy with him in this life, and she would not marry unless she was a monarch.

and then?

In a blink of an eye, he was abandoned, and all the tenderness and sweet words were given to another person.

Is this what she keeps saying she likes? It's a joke, it's worthless!

Yan Nanchao vaguely felt that something was wrong, he closed his eyes, something was fermenting in his chest, and he could hardly breathe.

"What does this have to do with you?"

Yan Fengmian smiled, he raised his eyes, the green hills were the pen, and the mountains and rivers were the paper.

Under the crow-blue eyelashes, there are eyes with slightly lowered tails, with a gentle smile and pity in them.

Under his peaceful gaze, Yan Nanchao looked away in embarrassment.

There is a sense of shamelessness.

"Seventh brother, don't come again in the future. This is about me and Miss Su, not you."

Whether it was fate or calamity, he was happy with it—

Yan Nanchao's lips trembled, and he roared unwillingly, "But she is a liar! How many truths can there be in the mouth of such a woman? She loves you to the death today, and she can abandon you in a blink of an eye! "

However, she has a strong strength and relies on a solid background.

Even if he is a prince, he cannot shake her in the slightest!

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Did Brin take a beating today?