Run Away from My Honey a Thousand Times

"I don't know." The woman replied lightly, got up and walked directly upstairs.

Looking at her back, Ye Qianxun couldn't help his eyes become deep, and suddenly shouted at her, "Ye Youran, I think you have been a little strange since you woke up."

Ye Qianxun rarely called her full name, and at this time his tone sounded a little serious.

The woman's footsteps stopped, she didn't look back at him, she just raised her head and looked at the blue sky outside the window, her thoughts could not help but drift away. I have to say that Ye Qianxun is a very keen person, and I didn't expect him to notice it so soon.

However, she didn't intend to tell him, because she hadn't figured out some things.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do with Ye Qianmo. If you seek revenge from him, then remember not to drag me, I don't want to die so early." Ye Youran's voice was as usual.

Ye Qianxun raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and didn't ask any more questions.

But... there is another very important question.

"What about Ling Yue?" Ye Qianxun's voice was joking, and he didn't think he was more concerned, "Are you going back to his side?"

Ye Youran turned her head abruptly to look at him, her face still indifferent, but the fingers of her right hand slowly retracted, and then clenched into a fist.

A faint smile came out from the corner of his lips, his voice was cold and firm, "If I don't go back, I will stay in Italy."

There was an unexpected flash in Ye Qianxun's eyes, and his eyes looked a little bit longer, his voice still jokingly, just a faint oh, he lowered his eyes to continue the meal, and did not go to see her again.

Until Ye Youran's figure disappeared from sight, Ye Qianxun slowly put down the fork in his hand and raised his eyes to look at the blue sky outside the window.

"Don't go back to Lingyue's side?" He whispered, his slender fingers tapped the tabletop gently, his eyes flashed with deep thought.

"It seems that you have something very important to hide from me."

...

"What are you thinking about?" The door was suddenly opened.

The man did not answer, but sneered somewhat self-deprecatingly, still looking at the sky outside the window.

Leng Xiao walked in slowly and watched him sitting on the sofa alone. Although the room was spacious and bright, it made people feel a bit cool and cold.

"Ling Yue, I don't think she will be okay, Ye Qianxun has already flown back to Italy a week after she left..."

Before Leng Xiao had finished speaking, Ling Yue turned his head, his voice was cold, "I'm not thinking about her."

Leng Xiao shut up immediately, but listening to Ling Yue's stubborn tone in his faint tone, this was obviously caring, and the man refused to admit it.

In order to protect Ye Qianxun from leaving, Ye Youran voluntarily shot herself and held him hostage. It seems that they have been in a good relationship these three years.

Leng Xiao suddenly remembered what Ye Yinuo had said to him, "In Longmen, the person Ye Youran trusts most is not me, but Ye Qianxun. Although Ye Youran is usually dissatisfied with Ye Qianxun, she The only person closest to that man."

Leng Xiao walked to the other side of Ling Yue and sat down, and whispered, "Actually, I don’t think Ye Youran has any ambiguity with Ye Qianxun. After all, Ye Qianxun’s abnormality, normal people can’t treat him. Other thoughts. She helped him leave, perhaps only out of a kind of friend-like gratitude..."

Ling Yue remained silent and did not speak.

Suddenly he sneered, and said lightly, "She just doesn't trust me."

Leng Xiao paused, and when he heard him say this, he didn't know how to speak for a while, just looked at the man lightly.

I don't know if it was his illusion, he felt that Ling Yue was a little different.

Leng Xiao raised his eyes and saw the man opposite, Ling Yue's blue eyes flashed dim, with a sense of loneliness and despair.

The room became quiet for a moment, and Leng Xiao turned his head and followed his gaze to look at the blue sky outside the window.

She spoke flatly, "Ye Youran left you for three years, she just lost her memory, so..."

"So what?" Ling Yue interrupted him suddenly, speaking indifferently, "it doesn't matter anymore."

Leng Xiao was slightly startled, his eyes met him absolutely indifferent at this time, just about to say something, but suddenly he heard the door of the room being knocked open heavily, and two small figures suddenly ran towards them.

Ling Yiyao held his younger brother by the hand. The two Mengbaos were only knee-high, and they were squatting, frowning, and staring at the father in front of them.

Leng Xiao seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit unusual. In the past, no matter how weird the Mengbao couple was, they would first yell Ling Yue daddy obediently. Now this situation seems to be... fighting Ling Yue?

Ling Yiye took the lead and couldn't hold it back. With a puffed face, he stretched out his white and tender little fingers and pointed at the tall and unshakable man in front of him. He straightened his waist and shouted very dissatisfied.

"You! Give my mommy back to me!" Xiaodai was born with a silly temperament and spoke softly, but today, it seems that this little guy is really angry.

Ling Yue didn't seem to put him in his eyes at all, just got up and ignored him, and directly shouted at the door, "Take the young master back to the room."

Seeing that his daddy was ignoring him again, Ling Yiye was immediately angry. His small body slammed into him, his small fist beat his long legs and raised his small face, "You give my mommy to It's bleeding! You quickly find her back!"

Although the childish voice was still milky and milky, it sounded more serious and worried.

Ling Yue reached out his hand and raised his back collar. The little guy was lifted up in the air. Ling Yue's gaze was level with him, and he stared at him with warning gaze for a long time. Seeing that this natural dullness was not at all timid, Ling Yue's heart Slightly angry.

"I'm not going to find her! You two give me peace of mind, otherwise you will be punished for confinement!"

Ling Yue spoke in a cold voice, and with a strong right hand, he suddenly threw him onto the sofa. Ling Yiye's small body fell straight onto the sofa. Although the sofa was soft, it still shook him a little uncomfortably.

Leng Xiao's gaze flickered, fearing that Ling Yiye would be frightened, he wanted to go forward to persuade Ling Yue and teach his children not to use violence.

But Leng Xiao thought too much. The little guy quickly rolled twice on the sofa, and sat on the end of the sofa swiftly, with his small mouth and big sapphire eyes pressed tightly, and the water slipped up and looked at the man above his head.

He was not even frightened, but he looked like he was going to fight to the end.

"Hmph! Just listen to me, I want my mommy, if you don't find it for me, I won't leave!" Ling Yiye stubbornly stubbornly swore.

Leng Xiao was very surprised, staring at this handsome face with wide eyes. To be honest, he had always thought that Ling Yiye was an autistic.

Although Ling Yue took him for a brain examination later, this little guy just had an IQ different from ordinary people and there was no problem. But they are still a little worried about his future social life.

In the past, this little guy didn't say ten sentences in total for a whole year. Except for yelling Lingyue daddy, Ling Yiyao, he almost didn't talk. He usually communicated strangely with Ling Yiyao with eyes.

Today, he said so many things in one breath, and it was quite imposing, which really shocked him. Couldn't it be the demon Ye Youran who broke this good baby as soon as he came back?

Ling Yue has been entangled by them several times these days. Although he is a bit accustomed to their bold words, he can't help but want to get angry whenever he thinks of the wicked woman who taught his son.

Ling Yiyao was born with a keen sense, and soon noticed that Ling Yue's expression was not good. He and his younger brother had been pestering daddy for a long time, but daddy seemed to be angry and ignored their problems.

Ling Yiyao's dark eyes glanced at his stubborn brother on the sofa. He had a straight face, his voice was clear, and he spoke word by word, "Daddy, why did you shoot Uncle Ye?"

Leng Xiao was stunned for a moment, never expected Da Da to ask this question, but he estimated that Ling Yue would not answer him, and he should not have understood this **** thing at such a young age.

Ling Yue turned his head, his eyes immediately met the other son who made him more headache, "Don't worry about things you shouldn't care about, now take your brother back to the room immediately!"

The person Ling Yiyao respected most since childhood was his daddy. He was very arrogant. He always felt that except for his family, the whole world was an idiot. At the same time, he almost obeyed Ling Yue's words, but this time he didn't want to bother at all. he.

"If you don't tell me, we also know that Mommy was badly injured and she shed a lot of blood." His voice gradually became lower, his tone was worried, and he raised his eyes and snorted at his father in annoyance.

Accused, "It's all because of you, why did you shoot Uncle Ye? Uncle Ye didn't hurt us."

"My lord, you are not qualified to take care of it," Ling Yue suppressed his anger to the edge, looked at the bodyguard standing aside, and said coldly, "Take them down. You can't let them move around without my approval! "

The bodyguard who had been standing behind the little guy didn't dare to hesitate when he heard Ling Yue's order, and immediately caught them quickly, hugged them in his arms, and prepared to leave the room.

The little guy waved his little hand in their chests, struggling with dissatisfaction, and the clear and watery eyes were filled with resentment and determination.

Ling Yiyao clenched his small fist and blasted directly at the right eye that was holding his bodyguard. The bodyguard immediately took a breath of pain and couldn't help but stop.

"I don't know about your adults, do whatever you like, but I just want my mummy to be fine! She was wounded by a gunshot, and she might... die." The last word of death is for a child. It's too heavy to say.

Little Devil Ling Yiyao has always been not afraid of the sky, but now there are crystal tears in his dark eyes, and his childish voice has become choked.

"I don't care! You don't want her, we want it! You have to find her back!" The little guy had a strong tone, making every word in the room so that everyone in the room could hear clearly.

Ling Yue seemed to be unable to suppress the anger in his heart. For the first time, he yelled at the child and asked in anger, "What's the use of finding her back!"

Ye Youran doesn't want to come back...

"Daddy, you're useless, I'm useful, just find it back and give it to me." Suddenly another soft voice sounded.

Ling Yiye was caught off guard and kicked hard under the crotch of the bodyguard. Although the strength was not strong, it was hitting the point. He suddenly broke free and rushed to Ling Yue's feet, holding his leg, shaking him with a raised face An expectation flashed.