Ying'er's body kept falling with her center of gravity, but she was not afraid, not at all afraid that she would die here.

When she saw the figure appearing above her, Ying'er smiled and closed her eyes. She successfully forced him out...

A pair of broad arms wrapped around Ying'er's slender waist, and the two of them quickly fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Ying'er never opened her eyes, her little hands were tightly clasped in front of the man's chest, feeling very safe...and very familiar.

"Boom~" There was a large jungle at the bottom of the cliff, and the two fell onto countless intertwined vines.

Ying'er always pretended to be dead and let the man hold her, luckily taking off and landing on a safe ground.

"You are really desperate!" The sexy and magnetic male voice. Ying'er had fantasized about his real voice countless times, but she didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

Perhaps the scent that she had missed for many days finally smelled it again, and Ying'er greedily sniffed it a few more times.

"Ying'er, I know you're awake." This manly and charismatic voice started again, and his words contained a life-threatening condemnation of Ying'er.

The arms holding Ying'er relaxed and threatened: "If you don't open your eyes again, I will leave you here to feed the wolves!"

Ying'er never dared to open her eyes, but she no longer pretended to be dead and resumed her clear and sweet female voice, asking: "Who are you?"

"I..." the man paused, "you clearly know who I am!"

"I don't know. I have never heard your voice, nor have I smelled the faint fragrance of lotus flowers on your body, nor have I..."

"But I have seen you, held your hand, hugged you, hugged you to sleep, touched you, and kissed you!"

Ying'er opened her eyes in anger, originally wanting to scold him as a pervert, a big pervert, a bastard, a flower picker, a psychopath...

However, all the curses were choked in Ying'er's throat.

His face lost its rouge and gouache, lost the red fat and green charcoal, became more sunny and hard, and lost its pretentious charm and charm, but his face was still evil!

"Ying'er..." His affectionate tone made Ying'er want to cry.

"Who are you? I don't know you!" Ying'er nestled in his arms, feeling very aggrieved.

He originally wanted to lower his head and kiss Ying'er's smooth forehead, but he felt that he had lost the reason and courage to kiss her because...

"I'm sorry, I just want to be with you as my truest self."

Ying'er's face turned red with embarrassment. Thinking of everything she had done with Hong Lou before, she couldn't imagine that the man holding her now would be that glamorous woman who was deliberately pretentious.

"Who wants to be with you? Who are you? You haven't answered me yet!" Ying'er poked Honglou's chest with her index finger.

Now facing the Red Mansion, Ying'er's emotions are very complicated, and she doesn't know what's going on in her heart.

When Hong Lou left as a woman, Ying'er felt disappointed and missed her. But when the Palace of Hades investigated Hong Lou's true identity, Ying'er desperately wanted to find her and see him again!

"Ying'er, you know my identity, right?" He never opened his mouth to clarify his identity, because it was too difficult to do so. The grudges and grudges in his previous life should not have involved him and Ying'er.

Ying'er did not answer directly, but asked instead: "I just want to know, when you and I first met, you didn't arrange it, right?"

"No, of course not!" He held Ying'er's body tightly, "Didn't you come to Chunhui Garden on your own?"

"You!" Ying'er glanced away from him angrily.

"I can only say that our fate is like this!"

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Chapter completed!