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"Hello..." A weak voice sounded from behind, "Well, you haven't put on your pants yet..."

The child who was thinking like a philosopher just now froze suddenly, and his serious expression disappeared.He lowered his head stiffly, swallowed, and after seeing the facts clearly, he got back into the bed at lightning speed!

"You! You are so rude! Behaving in a frivolous manner, knowing that I am not wearing clothes, but you don't want to tell me!" The child blushed, his eyes dodged, and he clearly knew that the other party had nothing wrong but still strongly accused him , the little figure who lowered his head to reflect on himself after accusing him looks cute.

Face: "..."

Although he really felt speechless, he still liked the child in front of him very much!

And... Even if he is wearing pants, but everyone is a boy, is there really that much difference between wearing and not wearing pants?

calm down!

Constantly taking deep breaths in his heart, the child pretended to have calmed down, turned his voice cold, and asked, "Why are you..."

After guessing why you didn't put on clothes for me, Rong Yan answered quickly, expressing that she was a very gentlemanly child: "Your clothes are different from what I usually wear. So... that, I really didn't mean to see it." Seeing you running out with no clothes on..."

no the same?The child raised his eyebrows, and then carefully looked at the strange clothes on his face.

Perhaps some things must be changed.

"Hey, can you tell me your name?"

Looking at the child's face that turned red again because he brought up that incident again, his face only felt his heart soften, and he asked with a smile, wanting to know more about the child in front of him.

"Wait!" The child's face instantly turned from red to red, and he stretched out his hand to stop the person who was asking and crawling into his bed—even though the bed was owned by others.

"Let me in, I'm cold." Rong Yan raised her head with a pitiful expression.

At this time, at the turn of spring and summer, the weather is not hot, and it can even be said to be slightly cold.Looking at the clothes on Rongyan who couldn't block the cold at all, the child was obviously shaken.

The face who is good at seizing the opportunity has already lifted the quilt with one hand and slipped in, and hugged the only heat source in the quilt by the way, and sighed in satisfaction: "It's so comfortable..."

Um?Comfortable?never mind.He, he is not such a stingy person, isn't he just a quilt!For the sake of him being his savior, for the time being... hum!And...he smells pretty good!The child couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, but when he realized what he had done, he froze again.

Don't be awkward, the child opened his mouth, his eyes flickering: "My name is Rong Shiyi."

"Rong Shiyi? We're destined to be destined in terms of names!"

Rong Shiyi lowered his eyes, neither acknowledging nor denying the topic of "fate".

"Eleven, you won't leave me, will you?"

Yanyan subconsciously twisted the corner of her clothes with her hands, for fear of hearing the answer she was afraid of.

Rong Shixi noticed the other party's movement, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: Are you caring about yourself?For such a young child who doesn't know himself, all of this should not be a feigned warmth, right? !

Rong Shiyi automatically ignored the saying that he looks familiar.

"probably not."

He has nowhere to go.

"Really?" Hearing the highly anticipated answer, even though she tried her best to suppress herself, her eyes were still shining brightly, and her mouth was almost grinning to her ears.

Eleven shouldn't mistakenly think that he is gloating because he has nowhere to go, right?Eleven is so good, definitely not!

Although he didn't understand why that kid was smiling so happily, Rong Shiyi's mood was getting better little by little.

This... seems to be the first time that someone laughed so happily because of him.

After lunch, looking at Rong Shiyi who didn't show any distaste for these simple things, he felt that he was simply an angel—an angel who came to save him from the endless darkness and loneliness.

"What's the matter?" Rong Shixi looked at the face that had been staring at him with a smirk since he said "no"—he was even a little stiff because of the burning and focused eyes.

Rong Yan continued his silly fun that seemed meaningless to Rong Shixi, and shook his head: "It's nothing."

"..." Only ghosts believe it!

Dinner was similarly so-so.

The two of them lay in bed together, chatting casually.

cough!In fact, the main reason is that the face that has been excited all day is forcibly destroying Rong Shiyi's "elegant spirit" when he goes to dream about Duke Zhou.

"Oh, by the way, where did you put the original things on me?"

"These?"

Rong Yan got out of bed, walked to the corner and picked up a "cloth pocket" - a cloth pocket made by fully utilizing the potential of Rong Shiyi's previous clothes.

"Bring it here for me."

"it is good."

The summoned face ran back happily and handed it to him.

Rong Xi very calmly ignored the gaze that was still staring at him.As a well-trained killer, Rong Shixi said: Adapting to this thing is really a piece of cake, huh!

Looking through the contents bit by bit, suddenly, a white object caught Rong Shiyi's eyes.

He was stunned for a full minute.

After finally adjusting his mood, Rong Shiyi threw away the things in his hand.

"Hey, don't!"

Just returned to the face of the warm quilt, and got out of bed to pick it up again.

"Why, just because you want to be my master?"

Rong Shiyi, who had been chatting harmoniously with him just now, suddenly became cold because of this movement of his face, his eyes were downcast and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, but there might be a little irony in it.

As if really frozen by this invisible coldness, his face froze for a moment, but he still picked up the things, returned to the bed and approached Rong Shiyi cautiously.

"Eleventh..." Rongyan bit her lower lip—this was a subconscious movement when he was nervous.

"Are you angry? Because of this?" She shook her face, holding a white and moist object in her hand.

silence.

"I... really don't intend to be your master." Yan Yan explained with some difficulty, as if the word "master" made him very confused, "Besides, we are all the same, why should I be your master? If Say what you want..." He paused, and finally said the longing in his heart, "I want to be a family with you, Eleven."

Yan Yan raised her eyes, stubbornly wanting to meet Rong Shiyi's eyes.

However, Rong Shiyi simply closed his eyes, and the room was still dead silent.

After a long time, Rong Yan finally sighed and planned to compromise. After all, he didn't want to lose everything he had so hard to get: "Eleven, I made a mistake, I'm sorry."

"..."

"I think it's something that can prove your past to pick it up, but if you really want to throw it away, then..."

"Bring it here." Rong Shishi's voice sounded a bit muffled, he opened his eyes, his mood changed a few times, and finally there was only a sense of relief in Qing Lianlian's eyes.

Rongyan doesn't know Yingpai, he has done this before.

Rongyan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more: "Eleven..."

"Shut up and sleep."

Rong Shiyi, who had just gotten angry, looked like a domineering uncle, and his face was still very smelly.

Yan Yan obediently shut her mouth - although she was scolded, she was in a surprisingly good mood.

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