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Chapter 3 Seven days and seven centuries 23

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    The crowd saw that one of the three protagonists was missing, and the other two were solemnly silent. The good show of ringing bells and drums just now seemed to end in such a hasty way, so they all felt bored and left one after another.

    Youxin walked quickly to Sa Shuang's side, hugged her lightly and wanted to leave.

    When he passed by Haoran, he stretched out his hand and stopped him.

    "Wei Sashuang, how did you think about what I told you just now?"

    What did he say to her?  Youxin looked at him in astonishment, and then at Sa Shuang.

    There was vigilance in Youxin's eyes, which made Haoran feel uneasy.

    Why is it that Youxin has made up her mind, but she has no good intentions towards her?

    Why did Youxin gain her trust and take her away so easily?

    The person who rescued her just now was obviously him, Qin Haoran.

    Once the young master's temper came up, he was naturally stubborn and unreasonable.

    Qin Haoran was so persistent in blocking in front of the two of them, his outstretched hand was always raised flat, never letting go.

    Sa Shuang stared at him a little blankly.

    In her eyes, there is innocence and stubbornness, indifference and strength, which make people feel distressed and affectionate.  Haoran suddenly felt at a loss.

    "Answer." Haoran was agitated for a while, and stretched out his hand to grab her hand.

    Youxin, however, protected Sa Shuang behind her like a hen protecting her young, "Haoran, as I said before, don't always get along with her, she is different from the female artists you have played with, she"

    When Youxin said this, she turned her face slightly to look at Sa Shuang, took a deep breath, and continued, "She doesn't have that kind of thought."

    Haoran's face, which was always bright in spring, suddenly became gloomy, and the originally evil and charming peach blossom eyes suddenly looked at Youxin, and a cold feeling appeared on her back.

    He didn't say much, but his hand that stopped in mid-air suddenly turned around, grabbed Youxin's arm forcefully, and pulled her out of the dressing room with a rough and domineering action.

    Sa Shuang reacted and wanted to give her a hand, but he couldn't keep up with his footsteps.

    Youxin was already small and exquisite, and he didn't expect him to do this at this time. He was dragged out of the door by Haoran in a daze.

    Sa Shuang stepped forward eagerly, trying to follow Youxin out, but was pulled back by Haoran, with the same tough and domineering movements.

    Her slightly pale face has long been replaced by a strange flush, her red lips are slightly parted, her voice is a little hoarse, but her tone is firm, "Qin Haoran, what do you want to do?"

    On the contrary, Haoran let go of Sa Shuang's hand immediately after hearing this, and Sa Shuang immediately ran towards the door, just as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard his voice behind him.

    A little light and a little cool, but a little warm and a little hesitant, a little apprehensive and expectant.

    Sa Shuang felt a little dazed at that moment, she turned to look at him, her heart skipped a beat.

    Is it my own hallucination?  Why, do you see tenderness and distress in his eyes?

    He said, "Wei Sashuang, after experiencing everything just now, you can no longer escape. From today on, no matter whether you admit it or not, everyone will know that you are my woman."

    With just such a sentence, Sa Shuang froze there, in a dilemma, struggling to move forward.

    There was an awkward silence in the room, and Youxin knocked on the door hastily.

    But this is not the end.

    After a while, the man behind him spoke again, "Are you okay?"

    Such a simple word, but said it from his mouth, and in a somewhat accommodating tone, sassy suddenly felt suffocated.

    There were footsteps coming from behind, and a man's aura approached slowly. After a burst of sassy excitement, he suddenly opened the door and rushed out.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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