Hearing this, Lan Yang narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Just turn it over, and junior brother will save you."
Save Nima!
"you……"
He was about to curse, but was interrupted by a sudden chuckle.
"Or maybe Xiao Yang'er wants me to save you? Okay, junior brother is not good at water, so I'm afraid he won't be able to protect himself! Besides, Xiao Yang'er is my maid, so I should save you..."
He smiled charmingly, with the ends of his eyes raised and the corners of his mouth curled up in a way that made people lose their mind.
Weiyang was startled.
Every time he said something to her, it was like this, slightly teasing, but also slightly meaningful.
She thought she was used to it, but at this moment, she was disturbed by these words.
Is this... declaring ownership?
Is he telling her that she is his?
Also telling her that he will be responsible?
Xiaoyang'er belongs to me alone...
A person's...
"Um... Xiaoyang'er agreed?" He suddenly spoke again, smiling like a fox.
But those words still remained in her mind, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
"Brother Lan, Sister Xuan'er is calling you!"
A crisp and familiar voice came.
"Huh? Ugly! Why are you so shameless? Why are you always clinging to Brother Lan!!"
An ugly sentence suddenly recalled Wei Young's consciousness.
Weiyang's figure trembled, and her chaotic mind suddenly became clear.
Damn, what are you thinking about?
Why are there two people alone, and she has become so without self-control, determination and principles!
He clearly meant the maid, but she wanted to go to that place.
Faint!
Is she sick?
No way...
But this symptom seems to be that the illness is not serious.
She sighed deeply in her heart. She looked up and saw Situ Cunyu opposite her looking at her with disgust.
Perhaps she felt that Lan Yang was very kind to her and she had a backer, so she spoke to Weiyang without any hindrance.
For example, words such as shameless and ugly.
Wei Yang just glanced at her lightly, not wanting to argue with a little girl.
But his eyes subconsciously moved to the side to look at Lan Yang.
There was a little bit of hope in my heart that he could say a word to her.
Just one sentence is fine.
However, he pursed his slightly hooked lips and did not open his mouth.
The wait is a bit long.
Situ Cunyu's beautiful big eyes were full of pride and he held his head high.
"Huhu——"
The late autumn wind was very cold, and it made her body feel chilly...
"Miss Situ, please speak carefully so as not to lose your identity."
Feng Suiran's somewhat gloomy voice came from behind.