Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【361 has nothing to do with you】

"How about you hold me and ask questions, and I'll answer them as long as you hold me?"

He liked to play this kind of game very much. At that time, his expertise was much better than his own. She was just emerging at that time. Most of the problems left by her mentor were solved with his help.

The condition for answering the question is that she should take the initiative to hold him. If she lets go, he won't say a word, which often makes An Yi jump up and down.

An Yi frowned, slowly bent down, and gently sat down on the white cashmere carpet. Her body was close to his slender body, her face followed her arms, and she lay on his legs...

"You actually remember everything," Yeran smiled, "even the fact that I like it when you hug me like this."

"Answer my question first." An Yi lowered her eyes, unwilling to raise her head to look at him.

"The medicine is for children between six and ten years old," Yeran answered, "You should know who the injection is given to."

It's a stone!

An Yi's face became angry, and she raised her palm and hit him in the abdomen, "No matter what Diderot's purpose was, Shitou is only an eight-year-old child, how could you do it!"

Grabbing her fist, Ye Ran sighed, "Because I want to take you back."

This was Diderot's condition for allowing him to bring An Yi into the research laboratory.

An Yi retracted his fist in frustration and clutched the corners of his clothes with both hands, "Where are the research materials on the drug?"

"Diderot's place."

"Can you get it?"

"I haven't tried it. Diderot has a bad temper, and I don't know it personally."

"Does Diderot usually come to your place?"

"It's rare. He always stays in bed and sleeps. He has more chances to meet the mask."

"Mask?" An Yi raised his head, "Is it the man in the plane at the end?"

"He has a close relationship with the Nangong family." Ye Ran couldn't help but smile when he saw her looking up at him, "He is a man who is different from what he looks like, and who serves Diderot wholeheartedly."

"Yes..." An Yicheng said in a panic, "Nangong Mo?"

He smiled but said nothing and did not deny it.

An Yi frowned and started thinking. She couldn't help but worry about Qi Zhi. She was the one who trusted Nangong Mo the most from the beginning to the end. What she was afraid of was that she would be hurt by Wuwu because of her trust!

"Baby, why don't you ask me questions?" Yeran reminded, gently stroking her cheek with his fingers, "It seems that you really regard yourself as a member of the Nangong family."

Opening his hand, An Yi smiled, "The Nangong family is my benefactor and the family I will follow for the rest of my life. Of course I have to pay more attention to it, but you? Because you don't care, you have nothing to ask."

"Are you also not interested in the matter between me and him?"

Yeran bent down and suddenly came closer, the tips of their noses were almost touching, and the cool breath began to crawl over her face...

An Yi pondered for a while, "I'm just curious about this disease. Judging from your experience with the disease, it's impossible for you to know what your other personality has done, but he told me that some kind of communication has been established between you.

Way, when you came back from the plane, it was obvious that you understood very clearly what he had done and how he had done it?"

"You will always understand." He reached out and pinched her face. "Because you want to stay with me all the time, you will fully understand everything about me in the future."

Although this was an ambiguous answer, it was enough to stop An Yi from asking further questions.

Yeran even answered Diderot's questions, but there was nothing else worth retaining.

Since he said so, she also believed that she would figure it out soon.

Raising her head, An Yi let go of him and was about to stand up, but he grabbed her hand again and raised his eyebrows, "You really don't want to leave me a single question?"

"I don't want to keep repeating the same words." When she went to push his hand away, she saw that he was still wearing a very childish hand-knitted bracelet that she gave him. She was startled for a moment, lowered her head and said, "Throw this away."

Already."

He laughed, "There's no reason to take back what you gave away."

An Yi grabbed his wrist, roughly untied it and destroyed it. He destroyed all the woven ropes, tore them into pieces and threw them in the trash can. His face was reddish and he was panting slightly.

Seeing that she was so rude and eager to destroy the thing, he didn't say anything. He patted her head and said with a smile: "Idiot."

Just like every time he finished explaining those troublesome academic research theories many years ago, he stood up like this, patted her head with a smile, and said these two words.

"Don't touch me!"

The images that had never been echoed over the years were completely and clearly presented in her mind in just one day. She was startled again and again by just watching the lights. Thinking of the fact that she still loved him, An Yi felt like a knife.

She couldn't help but want to be angry with him, and wanted to resist his approach to her again.

In the past, when she was in the Z city villa, watching him provocatively remind and harass her again and again, she felt that she only hated Ye Ran but didn't love her.

Now, she wasn't sure.

Will a person fall in love with a man who hurts you twice?

Before she was arrested, she would have said with disdain that a good horse never turns back.

Now, she didn't dare to shake her head.

Her body suddenly became airborne, and she was picked up by Ye Ran and placed on the bed.

His voice was as soft as cotton wool, ringing in my ears, "I also want to ask you a question, can you answer me seriously?"

An Yi pursed her lips and said nothing.

"You said that your life would be better if you left me." He circled her body and whispered in her ear, "But why are you so thin?"

His arms suddenly tightened, wrapping her thin body airtight.

An Yi bit her lip, fearing that she would shed tears if she spoke.

"Baby, you still love me, right?" Ye Ran's voice was so clear, yet so distant.

An Yi should have avoided such an embrace and tried her best to keep this man away, but when she heard him ask her, her chest began to feel tight, her breathing was difficult, and her brain went blank.

Unable to think.

Can't refute.

She closed her eyes, as if a drowning person could not escape from the expanding whirlpool. There was no more negative tone left, only such a light voice and such a weak tone.

"It has nothing to do with you."

(I am a hard-working kid today, the fifth update...so there is another update at ten o'clock in the evening^_^)