Chapter 589: Who else can you see Ye Sang?

Chapter 589 Who else can you see Ye Sang?
"I know that my personality is not as decisive as Huanhuan, and I can't learn to choose when encountering big things." The girl put her chin on and smiled. "My dad always said that I am very greedy and want everything. Can't let it go."
to be exact.
She actually understood everything, but she couldn't do it.
After Ye Sang finished speaking, he glanced at the person in front of him, curled his lips, and asked, "Are you going?"
"If you don't leave, I will sit with you and wait."
The girl squatted down, propped her chin, and looked at him without blinking.
She was wearing a thin, light blue skirt with mud spots, her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, her arms were tight, her lips were white, and she seemed cold.
Duan Jinyan nodded, "OK."
"Let's go."
He didn't speak any more, raised his foot and walked a few steps, Ye Sang followed him with a sigh of relief, but when he was about to follow, the man suddenly stopped.
Ye Sang was so frightened that his heart beat, thinking that this neurosis wanted to be a demon again.
The man turned around, the moonlight was shining, and his eyes fell on Ye Sang. He saw the girl shivering from the cold, slightly tilted his head, he only felt that the other's bloodless face looked pale and dazzling.
Duan Jinyan looked at her, chuckled lightly, with inexplicable mockery.
He found that she was really stupid.
A idiot who can't even take care of himself, what can he expect from her?
Ye Sang: "..."
She really persuaded these clever people, and when they got along with each other, it was all kinds of unclear smiles.
how? Do these people expect her, a teenage girl, to see through their yin and yang weird smiles?
Nonsence.
Neuropathy.
Just as she raised her head to ask what he was going to do, a black coat suddenly fell on Ye Sang's head and completely covered her eyes.
The little girl was dumbfounded, and subconsciously pulled the clothes on her head. Her little baby-fat face bulged, holding the clothes as if she was a little dazed.
The coat had a clear fragrance, and there was still a bit of human body temperature, which made Ye Sang, who was already cold, unconsciously cling to his arms.
"Put it on and go."
He dropped such a sentence and glanced at Ye Sang calmly.
The little girl didn't know what it meant to be reserved. Seeing his fluttering gaze glanced over, Ye Sang hesitated for a while holding the clothes in his arms, and then put them on.
She was born petite, and now it was as if she had stolen an adult's clothes, her small face was white and tender, and she looked bloodless.
"How long are we going to go? Are we going out before dawn?"
Ye Sang looked a little disturbed.
"Scared?" the man asked rhetorically.
Ye Sang shook his head.
Fear is not enough.
After all, it is not necessarily her who should be afraid now.
"I'm afraid that the Duan family will push my father into a hurry, and something will happen to your uncle."
Ye Sang talked to him one after another, his eyebrows drooping slightly, but he was thinking of something else in his heart.
I didn't think there was anything just now. Thinking back now, is this paragraph about Jin Yan being kind to her a bit too much?
After all, for the indifferent and indifferent person of Duan Gou, even if he brought his own oil bottle and threw his coat to himself, Ye Sang always felt a little weird and a little disturbed.
She tilted her head slightly and couldn't help but glance at the person next to her.
The man looked tired, lazily unable to lift the spirit, he raised his eyelids and glanced at her. The girl's eyes were clear and moist, and she tilted her head to look at herself, like a furry little animal.
Duan Jinyan closed his eyes and his head became heavy. He didn't want to leave at all, or was too lazy to leave.
However, there is still an oil bottle to take care of.
Duan Jinyan's mind was a little muddy and heavy. Ye Sang saw that he didn't move, and knew he was uncomfortable. He didn't urge him but subconsciously wanted to return the clothes to him.
After all, this is still a sick number, and she hasn't been so indifferent yet.
Unexpectedly, she was just about to return the clothes to him, and the man stretched out his hand to encircle her in his arms without warning.
The strength is not heavy, even exceptionally light.
The kind that Ye Sang can break free with just a slight struggle.
He closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "...Let me hold it for a while, then it will be fine."
It sounds extremely fragile.
Ye Sang couldn't help but froze for a moment when he had seen him look like this. Duan Jinyan had already let go of her without getting back to his senses.
Just as he said, it will be fine in a while.
"..."
It is rare for the two of them to get along so quietly. Ye Sang took a breath. She was strangely kind just now. This dog man really liked her illusion.
Even said that for a moment, Ye Sang still vaguely felt that this person had a kind of neurotic dependence on her.
of course.
This may just be her illusion.
The moment of contact just now made the atmosphere a little awkward, but Ye Sang was the only one who didn't adapt.
The girl lifted her foot and kicked the stone in front. At this moment, she would not rush to find her way for a while, just follow Duan Jin Yan.
Now there were only two of them. Ye Sang didn't keep the usual respect, and spoke unscrupulously. She thought of Duan Huanhuan, her lips moved slightly, and it was inevitable that she felt a little bit chilly.
This person has always been ambitious, and he can use everyone around him.
But, not long ago, he also said that he liked Huanhuan very much.
This is what he calls likes?
Ye Sangsizhi, thinking about what he had done again, for some reason only felt a chill in his bones.
"...Duan Jin Yan."
The girl tried her best to suppress the coldness in her heart. She licked her lips and couldn't help but sneered, "I used to think you were just a cool character."
"Think about it now, you are crazy."
As she said, she paused, and it was inevitable that she remembered a question she had asked him.
Who is important to her and Huanhuan?
At that time, he answered Huanhuan without even thinking about it.
Think about it now.
He loves no one.
He only loves himself.
The girl seemed to have figured it out, but she didn't seem to have it. She was determined to look at herself, and Duan Jinyan's brows frowned because of her clear eyes. He then let out a soft voice, with a gentle tone and a smile. I thought you knew it a long time ago."
He has never been questioned under such circumstances. In other words, Duan Jinyan has always known that he is crazy, but no one has ever dared to find out.
Only when the man laughed very lightly:
"You keep saying you can't understand me."
The man approached her, did not dodge or dodge, his delicate eyebrows faintly appeared a bit hostile, his lips twitched slightly, and he asked like a whisper between lovers, "But for so many years, have you ever known me?"
"I don't love anyone, what about you?"
He chuckled softly, "You are loved by anyone, you can see your friends, family, and even Huanhuan."
"It's even said that even people who have had a relationship, as long as they treat you well, you will read it."
"What is the difference between you and me?"
He smiled and said, "Who can you see Ye Sang again?"
　A passionate, ruthless story? Hahaha stop scolding me, you can't see you scolding me.
　　 Behind the male lead is Sangsang licking the dog, maybe even the last one with nothing.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)