naruto-story Chapter 445 You Are Mine
Chapter 445 You Are Mine
The two looked at each other.
The look in his eyes softened little by little, whether he was annoyed or happy, it finally turned into a sigh.
Jin Yan didn’t understand before.
I just felt that when he sighed, he was so helpless, pitiful, and self-consciously arrogant.
As if he was telling himself, look, the flower of the high mountains, which is not stained by the dust, can compromise for her today.
She always has the mentality of a little girl, wanting him to prove something.
In fact, Wen Yan gave her too much. They were all subtle cares, but he never expressed them openly.
There is no oath of friendship, no flowers before the moon, no light even to see.
Even mixed with blood and hatred, mixed with bits and pieces of light and darkness, from weak to radiant, from an orphan girl in a border town to a princess who attracted the attention of thousands of people.
He was everywhere along the way.
He was like a witness to her journey. Under his gentle eyes, she felt as warm as the breeze and drizzle on the road full of flowers that he paved step by step.
His love was always available, but she didn't know it.
It's because she's superficial, and it's because she's too small.
In my previous life, I had seen pampering and felt the words of eachother. I only knew that love shouldn't be like that. I only knew that I had no hesitation and was in love, so I refused to give and was afraid of being stabbed.
She tentatively stretched out one foot, then quickly pulled it back tremblingly.
Uneasiness often fills my heart, and the sense of loss always follows me.
At this moment, she hated herself for not being complete enough and not daring to be brave. If she could be braver, when she found out that Wen Yan didn't visit her, she should have come to the Imperial Master's Mansion to look for him instead of just staying for him. Next window.
A green hand put on his wrist and pulled it off.
Jinyan's smile was as bright as a flower, and her eyes were filled with determination, "Wen Yan, you are mine."
There was no joke on that magnificent face, and the dark eyes were fixed on his face, with madness and a passion that could burn everything.
Wen Yan's heart trembled and he looked at her blankly.
Jin Yan reached out to touch his face, stood on tiptoes, but only kissed his chin. Feeling the warmth of his body, she rubbed her forehead and her breathing became longer.
"Whatever your body temperature is, that's your body temperature. You don't need to change anything for me."
His body trembled.
There was deep shock in his eyes.
Jin Yan said again, "I am happy with you."
"I have never made it clear to you before. Today I will make it clear to you that I am happy with you. Since you have provoked me, there is no reason to leave."
His words were so domineering, but he used a particularly caring tone.
The hand attached to her waist was trembling. He was excited inside, but Bai Yu's face was filled with pain.
"It's too late to regret it now."
Feeling that it was not enough, Jin Yan said something very coquettishly.
Her lips were right next to his ear, her petite body clinging to him, and she could feel every tremor of his body.
The clearer the perception, the more distressed I feel.
After finishing speaking, she told him to ask Gan Ge and Baiwei to come back to see her tomorrow because she had something to tell her.
Wen Yan agreed.
After half a stick of incense, Jin Yan was sent to his yard by Wen Yan. He took the sheets and quilts he used and went over to make her bed. After everything was done, let her rest early.
She was not given any chance to refute the entire process.
Jin Yan was so angry that she stamped her feet.
She looked at the closed window, and her heart skipped a beat. Qing Shiyue rushed over, and with a clang, the window fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.
After finishing, she nodded with great satisfaction, hugged the quilt and went to Wen Yan's yard.
"you……"
Wen Yan frowned and stared at the person standing at the door with a look of disapproval.
"The windows are broken, the wind is blowing, and I'm cold."
Jin Yan said without blushing or heart beating.
"It was still good just now."
He closed the window with his own hands. How could he not know whether it was good or bad?
"If you don't believe it, just go and take a look. If I say it's bad, it's bad. I can't lie to you."
Jin Yan stared at her toes and muttered.
Wen Yan really took a look and stared at the window in the snow for a long time.
"Did you practice martial arts in the house?"
Wen Yan said helplessly, and when he turned around, he met Jin Yan's cunning eyes.
She touched her nose and it was true...
The marks on the window could be seen at a glance as Qing Shiyue's work. She could only nod her head, "Well, I couldn't sleep and was bored, so I used it twice."
"I also wanted to practice outside, but the roads are slippery in the snow and I'm afraid of falling."
Before Wen Yan could speak, she immediately added.
It's really... serious.
Wen Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, and there was no emotion or anger on his profile, but Jin Yan knew that he must be unhappy.
So he walked forward cautiously, "How about I sleep on the couch and you sleep on the bed and I won't disturb you?"
"Wen Yan... please."
The thumb and index finger held his sleeve and shook it slightly. The arm was pulled to swing slightly, and the soft voice was cute and cute. Thinking that she should go back tomorrow, Wen Yan finally nodded and agreed.
Jin Yan chuckled and followed him step by step.
The door to the room was closed, blocking out the wind and snow outside, and there was a warmth inside the house.
After all, Wen Yan didn't let her sleep softly, but gave up the bed.
But Jin Yan held on to him and refused to let him go, looking at him with a pair of innocent eyes, "No, that place is too narrow. If you can't stretch out there, why don't we all sleep on the bed."
Wen Yan's face turned red and he went to pull his sleeves.
Jin Yan refused, "Otherwise I will be so guilty that I can't sleep."
"you……"
She definitely did it on purpose.
Jin Yan blinked her eyes, as if to say that I did it on purpose.
Wen Yan finally gave up and made a bunk on the ground.
Jin Yan wanted to say something more, but was so frightened by the other party's look that she swallowed it back and did not dare to say anything more.
The candlelight in the room dimmed, and Jin Yan lay on the bed and looked sideways at her back on the ground. Her eyes were wet and dry, and her eyes were clear and blurred for a while.
She seemed to have verified one thing. Wen Yan didn't want her to be around him, and was even avoiding contact between them.