The Yandere’s Kiss Extends My Life

Yu Yuan secretly gloated. But the face is pretending to be asleep.

He saw Chu Cong screaming and frightened by the mouse, and he felt very happy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Yan Mu suddenly ran out of the room.

Because Yan Mu was worried about Yu Yuan and Chu Cong quarreling, he kept listening to the movement in the room with his ears upright.

She heard Chu Cong's exclamation, and thought it was a dispute between the two, and immediately ran out in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" Yan Mu asked worriedly, holding a candle.

Chu Cong jumped behind Yan Mu just like a savior.

"There are mice!" Chu Cong's scared face turned pale.

He has never lived in such a dilapidated house and slept in such a hard "bed", let alone a rat.

Yan Mu looked in the direction he was pointing, and he saw a big fat mouse stealing a candle.

So she picked up a broom and was about to go forward to kill the rats, but Yu Yuan took it over.

Yu Yuan's movements are very neat, and he can handle it after three hits and five divides by two.

He threw the rat's corpse outside the house, and as soon as he returned to the room, he saw Chu Cong surrounding Yan Mu asking questions.

"Miss Yan, how old are you this year?"

"Oh, sixteen, that girl is one year younger than me."

"Miss Yan saved me today, and I will definitely repay Miss Yan in the future."

Yu Yuan felt the blue veins on his forehead jump suddenly.

He went to wash his hands, then inserted between the two, separating Yan Mu and Chu Cong.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed." Facing Yan Mu, Yu Yuan's tone softened a lot.

Before Yan Mu could answer, Chu Cong said in a weird way: "I called so loudly, Yu Yuan didn't wake up, but when Miss Yan came, Yu Yuan woke up."

Chu Cong was not a fool. He came and went, and he also found out why Yu Yuan targeted him.

Bacheng is related to Yan Mu.

Chu Cong felt that Yu Yuan was simply sick.

Although Yan Mu does have a beautiful face and a gentle personality.

But he is the son of a queen, how could he fall in love with a village girl.

And Chu Cong recalled that he had no contact with Yan Mu.

But Yu Yuan had targeted him almost from the beginning.

Could it be because he first looked at Yan Mu more...

The corner of Chu Cong's mouth twitched, and he felt that he was the truth.

The queen had stuffed many rooms in his room for the heirs, many of which were stunning beauties who paid tribute from all over the world, but he had never been lucky with them.

He didn't like the stunning beauty, not to mention the half-sized yellow-haired girl like Yan Mu.

Unexpectedly, Yu Yuan was quite protective of food.

Chu Cong found it absurd and ridiculous.

But he has been spoiled since he was a child, and he prides himself on his status.

Ask him to bow his head and explain to a civilian, then he really can't do it.

And don't think he can't tell.

Yu Yuan was just pretending to be sleeping.

Chu Cong felt very angry.

So he squeezed Yu Yuan away and squeezed towards Yan Mu.

His attention was focused on the mouse just now, only now did he realize that Yan Mu ran out after only wearing the clothes.

The white obscene clothes outlines the young girl's green curve.

Yan Mu's skin is pinkish, and it is even more delicate under the background of Baiyi.

He lowered his head, the girl's white and tender feet were small and cute, ten toes were plump, and the manicured nails were light pink.

Chu Cong was stunned.

Yan Mu didn't understand, so she felt heavy on her body before she even had time to speak.

It turned out that Yu Yuan put the pink quilt on her body.

Yan Mu realized with hindsight that he was only wearing a pajama.

The pajamas style of this era is quite conservative, that is, white long-sleeved white trousers, with neither arms nor legs exposed.

She was only the two of Danxin, and she didn't care much, so she took the candle and rushed out.

"Amu is going to sleep." Yu Yuan gave Chu Cong a sideways glance coldly.

Don't think he can't see it, Chu Cong's eyes were almost stuck to A Mu just now.

"Oh." Chu Cong responded in a low voice.

It is rare for him not to confront Yu Yuan.

He climbed onto the table and looked around carefully.

If there are still mice, then go to Yu Yuan's bed, don't come to him.

Chu Cong wrapped himself in a quilt.

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Yan Mu returned to the house and was about to wash her feet to sleep, but saw Yu Yuan standing there, without any intention to go out.

"What?" Yan Mu asked in confusion.

"Amu..." Yu Yuan raised his eyes pitifully, "I want to sleep with you."

"Huh?" Yan Mu missed his heartbeat.

"Why are you sleeping with me?" Yan Mu asked calmly.

"That Chu Cong, he sleeps and snors and grinds his teeth." Yu Yuan lowered his head, hesitated and continued: "Fart still."

"...Really?" Yan Mu was dumbfounded.

Thinking about it carefully, she did not set Chu Cong about sleeping.

Is this also derived from the world?

Yan Mu doubted his life.

She wrote that the second man snored and grinds his teeth and farts while sleeping!

She suddenly felt that the paper people were not good.

"And Amu." Yu Yuan whispered: "There were mosquitoes outside. I was bitten several times."

In Lao Yan's house, only the room where Yan Mu sleeps has mosquito nets.

"But you can't be bitten?" Yan Mu hesitated.

"... Maybe Chu Cong brought it here." Yu Yuan lied without changing his face.

With that said, he was afraid that Yan Mu would not believe it, so he rolled up his sleeves and showed her.

Yan Mu's eyes stopped on the boy's scarred arm.

Many of them were old wounds, but the wounds were already ulcerated. Even if Yan Mu applied ointment to Yu Yuan, they still left serious scars.

Yan Mu's heart seemed to be hit hard.

She sighed and her attitude gradually softened.

Among the criss-crossing scars, there are several points of red.

Before Yan Mu could see clearly, Yu Yuan put down his sleeves again.

Yu Yuan stood in front of Yan Mu and saw that Yan Mu hadn't said aloud for a long time, and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if Amu doesn't agree, I just go out to sleep on the ground."

After all, Yu Yuan lifted his footsteps to leave.

Summer is rainy and the air is humid.

If Yu Yuan sleeps on the ground and moisture invades his body, these wounds will be painful and itchy, right?

There was a trace of unbearableness in Yan Mu's eyes.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of Yu Yuan's clothes as before.

"Don't go." Yan Mu sighed, "Stay."

Yu Yuan's body stagnated.

He was just thinking about trying, but he didn't expect that Yan Mu would really agree.

At the moment when he learned that Yan Mu agreed, what appeared in his heart was not joy, but guilt.

Yan Mu is still so beautiful and kind, and it is him who is dirty.

It was he who deceived Yan Mu again and again with the tricks he used to try to tie Yan Mu to his side.

Sixteen years, nearly six thousand days and nights.

He was stuck in the mud, no one offered to help, everyone looked at him with cold eyes.

Finally, he waited for that beam of light.

He couldn't bear to fall into darkness again after seeing the light, so he wanted to hold the light firmly in his palm.

No matter what method is used, no matter how cold eyes are received by others.

He only needs Amu.

Yu Yuan stood there in silence.

"Yu Yuan?" Yan Mu whispered.

"Amu, wait for me." Yu Yuan said.

With that, he walked out of the house.

Yan Mu obediently waited for him in the room.

Lobby.

Chu Cong still couldn't sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt that a big mouse was staring at him.

In the silent night, the sound of the door being pushed open was particularly clear.

Chu Cong poked his head out of the bed and saw Yu Yuan walking out of Yan Mu's room.

"Yeah, are you driven out by Miss Yan?" he laughed.

"Get out?" Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm just going to give her a basin of footwash."

"...How can you give a woman a foot wash for a man of seven feet!" Chu Cong was startled.

"Humph." Yu Yuan ignored him and left on his own.

Chu Cong felt that the whole person was not good.

His mother's queen and father's emperor are in a political marriage, and the two have no feelings, so they can barely say they are respectful as guests.

His father and the emperor would not wash the feet of the queen.

It turns out that there are so many differences between folk couples and royal couples.

…In the future, will you also wash women's feet?

Chu Cong had insomnia.

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I don't know when there was a patter of rain outside the window.

Yan Mu listened to the sound of rain in the room and picked up the scissors to cut the lanterns.

The sound of the door pushing came, and Yan Mu turned his head to see that Yu Yuan came back with water and cloth.

Yu Yuan put the things in place, and then took the scissors in Yan Mu's hand.

"You want to cut it this way." Yu Yuan lifted the wax oil near the candle wick a little.

Sure enough, as soon as the candle wick was long, the flame jumped up.

The room suddenly lit up a lot.

Yan Mu smiled and said, "Did you give me foot wash?"

"Yeah." Yu Yuan pulled Yan Mu onto the bed and said, "I'll wash it for you."

After that, he put Yan Mu's feet into the basin.

"How can this work?" Yan Mucun stood up.

As soon as she stood up, she was pushed back to the bed by Yu Yuan.

"How can you touch the water like your hands?" Yu Yuan frowned.

"But, before I washed my face by myself, I'm fine." Yan Mu argued.

"I should wash your face for you just now." Yu Yuan looked serious.

After that, he lowered his head, moistened the veil, and gently wiped Yan Mu's ankle.

He remembered that Chu Cong had seen Yan Mu's feet before, and the strength in his hands became heavier unconsciously.

Yan Mu was tickled by Yu Yuan, she raised her foot with a smile, and raised a splash of water.

A few drops of water splashed on the floor and quickly fainted into small dark spots.

"Don't make trouble." Yu Yuan grabbed the soft-bone foot and said with a dumb voice.

"Oh." Yan Mu sat down obediently.

Yu Yuan wiped every trace of his skin intently, his movements softly as if he was holding something fragile.

Yan Mu looked at Yu Yuan's serious look, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

"I'll do it myself."

Anyway, it was almost done, Yan Mu picked up the squeezed veil and wiped it clean for herself.

Yu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly as he watched Yan Mu wipe his feet.

He took the kerchief and washed it, and then drained the footwash.

When he came back, Yan Mu was already lying on the bed.

With Yan Mu facing him, Yu Yuan couldn't see the expression on Yan Mu's face, or whether Yan Mu was asleep or not.

A candle was kept for him in the room, and Yu Yuan blew out the flames and climbed onto the bed gently.

The author has something to say:

Yu Yuan: Amu, Chu Cong was sleeping, snoring, grinding his teeth and farting.

Yan Mu: My worldview has collapsed. The Paper Man will snor and grind his teeth and fart when he sleeps.

Chu Cong: Don't believe it, Yan Mu! I didn't fall asleep at all! Yu Yuan, I think you have that serious illness! !

In fact, Yuanyuan is very sick, and he has been suppressing himself because he was afraid that Yan Mu would be disgusted. After talking to Yan Mu last time, Yan Mu actually accepted him as the most authentic, which made Yuan Yuan pleasantly surprised and unexpected, so he completely let himself go in front of Yan Mu.

PS; The red dot on Yuanyuan's arm was pinched by himself, not a mosquito bite.

When I wrote this chapter, I kept thinking of a poem-why should I cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about when it rains in Bashan.

There are two changes of five thousand words, I will release it before twelve o'clock~