The slender five fingers slowly curled up stiffly. An Yunluo suddenly turned around, turned his back to Yan Ranran, and took a deep breath.

No……

impossible!

How could he feel pity for her?

Why, at that moment, he didn't want to push her viciously, but wanted to smooth out her frown brows?

This is really ridiculous and weird.

It should be said that... Since he met Yan Ranran, many strange deviations have occurred in his life.

Obviously, at the beginning, he thought she was deliberately approaching, but he chased other men in front of him and played with those tricks of trying to get, so he accompanied her with interest.

But I don’t know when his mind changed little by little, and he was more and more entangled with her, and he became more and more confused about himself.

If he wanted to say that he was obsessed with it just because he couldn't get it, but he had not yet gained Yan Ranran, his interest did not decrease at all. Instead, it became more and more intense, so that he could even say it, seriously, and start over from scratch.

But when he really planned to devote himself to this strange relationship, he got Yan Ranran's plan. If other women dared to plot against him, they would have long been wondering what the outcome would be. Instead, she was the only one. Even if she disliked him so much, he would still use the tricks to keep her and use this kind of verbal and unfaithful way to keep her.

An Yunluo's black eyes burst into light, his thoughts were unclear, and his whole heart was in a mess. He could not understand and could not understand this inexplicable feeling. For the first time, he even felt... blank and controlled.

The emotions that cannot be grasped are a person’s most fatal weakness. And he… seems to have discovered his own weakness…

Could it be...

Did he really fall in love with this woman?

As Yan Ranran said, did he fall in love with her?

How is this possible...

An Yunluo's hand tightened, and he turned slowly, his eyes moved little by little to the sleeping Yan Ranran's face. The silver moonlight shone down, illuminating half of her cheeks and gently stroked her face. He explored and pondered, but still couldn't find any possibility that he would fall in love with her.

Yan Ranran is not beautiful, not gentle, stubborn, rude, rude, and can't say anything good, but why... can... attract his attention?

No no no no...

He must have been a little dizzy tonight. He was lured by the big round moon outside. He would get better after sleeping and he would recover from waking up.

However, just as he was about to take a step, Yan Ranran's body turned around. He accidentally turned his body out of the sofa and fell to the ground in the next second. An Yunluo had no time to think, and instantly squatted down and caught her with his arms.

Her gentle body snuggled into her arms, and Yan Ranran's cheeks directly pressed against his chest, just to his heart. She was still asleep, but he heard the beating of her heart...

Bang, bang, bang, bang bang...

An Yunluo's black pupils tightened rapidly. He looked at Yan Ranran steadily and wanted to push her away, but his arms unconsciously tightened... and tightened again.

At this moment, there seemed to be a sound of fall in his heart, which was completely heard, making him unable to avoid it.
Chapter completed!