Seeing the light of fear flashing in his lonely eyes, Huang Xinying's heart fluttered, as if she was grabbed by an invisible big palm, making her breathless.

After a moment of silence, she pretended to be nothing, raised her lips and smiled faintly, "Hanyu, do you remember what I promised you that night when we were in the seaside square?" ”

Huang Xinying's eyes were a little expectant, and a little nervous looking at him, she raised her hand, held his broad palm, and the palm slowly tightened until the two fingers were interlocked, and each other could feel the temperature in the palm of the palm.

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." Ye Hanyu looked at her affectionately, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of sweet and happy arc slightly.

Huang Xinying bent a smile, "Well, I said that I won't leave you unless you don't love me anymore." ”

Ye Hanyu glanced at her deeply, and his eyes as black as obsidian were full of determination.

He opened his lips lightly, so that he could hear a magnetic voice that made his ears pregnant, slowly flowing out from between his lips, revealing a shocking power, "If you don't leave, I won't give up, if you abandon ruthlessly, I will follow you to the death!" ”

Hearing this, Huang Xinying smiled, she remembered that this was the promise he made to her at that time.

"If you don't leave me, I will grow old with you!" She curled the corners of her mouth and smiled and repeated the promise she had made again.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes were full of undisguised love for each other, everything was unspoken.

*

About half an hour later.

Huang Xinying continued to devote herself to her work without distractions, while Ye Hanyu silently accompanied her on the side.

It's just that the man's gentle and amorous black eyes were still wide open, and he never forgot to put her in his eyes all the time.

I don't know when, the man's eyelids began to fight, and finally he couldn't resist the sleepiness, and closed his eyes tiredly.

However, even so, the big palm he put on her waist, as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly, still imprisoned her uneasily.

After a few moments, the man's head resting on the back of his chair, as if searching for water in a dry desert, smelled the stronger and stronger fragrance emanating from her, slowly moved, and finally leaned against her.

And Huang Xinying, who was still concentrating on designing, felt a sudden weight on her shoulders, and her body trembled a little.

Suddenly come back to your senses from your own world.

She turned her head to look, and what caught her eye was Ye Hanyu's handsome face, which was carved by a ghostly axe.

The man's long eyelashes obediently rested on his good-looking eyelids, and the red lips like flowers were tightly pursed into a straight line in a lonely and arrogant manner.

The sound of shallow breathing erupted regularly from between the bridge of his tall nose.

In front of her, the man had no defense, completely unloaded his vigilance, and his quiet sleeping face, as handsome as an angel, made her lose her mind for a while.

It's just that on her face, the haggard that can't be hidden, stung her eyes.

The eyebrows frowned deeply, as if they couldn't feel at ease in their sleep.

Even when he was asleep, there were still many things that bothered him.

Huang Xinying sighed inaudibly, he's actually very tired...

Thinking like this, she slowly raised her hand, trying to blur the sorrow between his brows.

As soon as his hand was raised, before it could land between his eyebrows, the man opened his eyes suddenly.

Her eyes were as black as obsidian, and there was a hint of sleepiness that had not yet woken up, and her eyes looked at her hazy.