[Have you ever thought about how many people who worry about you with such irresponsible thoughts have hurt! Even if you don’t talk about me, do you know how sad Beitang Yaori feels when he hears the news of your death!]

——!!!

Master Emperor...

[I know you are feeling very uncomfortable now, but Yuanmian, tell me, what should I do to make you return to the Yuanmian you used to?]

[…]

[Yuan Mian, you gave my life. Instead of letting me see you now, it is better to be the first... I would rather have a damn heart disease!]

Lin Nuanxi's last heart-wrenching scream made Yuan Mian stunned.

From her words, Yuan Mian heard her indescribable deep self-blame. The saddest person in his death was Lin Nuanxi. The most blamed person was Lin Nuanxi.

However, all of this was his voluntary choice. Now, he actually hurt her with the consequences of his voluntary choice.

——Damn, what am I doing!

This useless body has long lost any use to Master Di, and is no different from a waste. Therefore, he is not qualified to return to Master Di.

Yuan Mian wanted to hold the crying woman beside her in her arms to comfort her, but he knew very well that he was not qualified now.

After being silent for a long time, Yuan Mian grabbed the bed sheet's hand tightly and slowly released the force.

[Cut egg lean meat porridge, is there any more?]

[ Yuanmian…]

A faint sentence made Lin Nuanxi a little stunned. He quickly reacted to something. Lin Nuanxi nodded and brought him a bowl of steaming and fragrant lean egg porridge.

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At midnight, a butter lamp was lit in Lin Nuanxi's room. The natural creamy fragrance mixed with the Zen fragrance was particularly nice.

The door was pushed open slowly, and a tall black shadow flashed into it.

As before, Beitang Yaori walked to the bed and looked at the sleeping person in front of him.

Um?

The difference is that on the sleeping face, there was a frown on the brows and a wet red circle around the eyes.

She cried for a long time?

The red and swollen eyes are not difficult to see anything.

Beitang Yaori gently wiped off the wet and crystal clear corners of her eyes with her hands, leaned down and printed a kiss on her forehead.

Today's Beitang Yaori is more gentle than usual, and seems to be just simply enjoying this rare tranquility and beauty moment.

The movements were extremely light and wrapped Lin Nuanxi in his arms, and he picked up a comfortable position to let her sleep in his arms.

Surrounded by the familiar pure masculinity, it has an incredible sense of strength and stability. Lin Nuanxi is confused, and the natural feeling is that she is dreaming.

However, this dream does not make people feel tired, but instead feels self-evident and comfortable.

Outside the bedroom, a slender man stood quietly.

[Mr. Di…]

Through the silk screen window, Yuan Mian looked at the tenderness that could be described as a beautiful scroll, and a sharp tingling flashed in his heart!

A trace of ridiculous arc was pulled out from the corner of my mouth. It was obviously just a machine's heart, so why does it still feel painful now?

One is the young master he respects the most and respects. The other is the woman he cherishes with his life.

No matter which side it is, Yuan Mian cannot weigh the pros and cons.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, Yuan Mian felt that even every breath hurts so much!
Chapter completed!