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This man was Xiao Mu, who had stopped Chu Qianxun at the entrance of the alley in the morning. The house that belonged to him quickly brightened and a little girl’s voice saying brother could be heard.

Chu Qianxun looked at Old Guo and Ye Peitian, and was puzzled by this person’s attitude. Ye Peitian took the bowl without a word and went back to the house.

“Don’t pay attention to him, he’s not a good person.”

The same sentence, but Old Guo’s tone was very different. He hardly showed any tolerance for this man who engaged in a special occupation.

“His father and mother died two years ago, leaving him with a sister. The little girl is always ill. He got into the business when he became an adult.”

He shook his head, “No one has an easy life.” At night, the mask was ready, and she was glad to take it from Old Guo. She walked into the house with the thin, soft and dark silver mask.

“The weapon and soft armor aren’t ready yet. Old Guo first made this,” Chu Qianxun stepped into the house.

Ye Peitian sat silently on the edge of the bed. His eyes were lowered and she couldn’t guess what he was thinking.

The messy and small utility room was sorted out, and a small bed was added. The bed was facing Ye Peitian’s bed, with only one arm distance between them. The bed was covered with a clean, half-washed bed sheet. It had a fluffy pillow, and a camel-colored blanket folded neatly.

When Chu Qianxun walked over, she stretched out her hand and touched the sheet without any wrinkles.

He was a man of few words. Sometimes she couldn’t hear him say a word the whole day, but in fact his thoughtfulness and attentiveness overflowed from his every move all the time.

Chu Qianxun found that her heart secretly began to beat faster. She suddenly remembered what Old Guo said, ‘This man is reliable and you will have a good time with him.’

“Hey, try it on,” Chu Qianxun passed the mask in her hand and concealed her mood.

Ye Peitian raised his head in a daze. When he saw Chu Qianxun, he was slightly confused.

Chu Qianxun reached out and took off the black mask on his face, replacing it with a delicate one. The entire piece of dark silver cloth blocked his slightly soft eyebrows, and only revealed his sharp nose, pale lips and firm jaw. His temperament became a bit determined and sharp. Ye Peitian’s eyes were very beautiful and charming, and when people look at him, they would be attracted to his clear eyes.

At the moment he was sitting on the bed with his head raised, his eyes were covered and Chu Qianxun couldn’t help but notice his lips, which were thin and slightly squeezed. The outline was sensual and sultry, and then down was his fair neck and rolling Adam’s apple. The black collar was stuck above the collarbone.

Chu Qianxun’s eyes moved slightly, and she couldn’t look away for a moment.

‘Oops,’ she said softly in the bottom of her heart.

For Ye Peitian, the unique material was just a layer of silver wire, and he could clearly see everything outside.

He grimaced, ascertaining that Chu Qianxun couldn’t see his expression, and finally gathered his courage for the first time to face the eyes of the girl in front of him.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart. He saw clearly and surely that the girl stared down at him with light in her eyes. There was no aversion or fear in her eyes, but a faint love and praise.

Ye Peitian stared at those eyes, “Qianxun,” he said softly, “have you ever wanted anything?”

Chu Qianxun didn’t understand what he meant, but Ye Peitian had shut his mouth quickly.

Chu Qianxun laid down with her arms on the side of her bed, watching Ye Peitian sleeping on the other bed.

“Peitian, ​​you’re not quite normal these two days. Are you not used to it? We suddenly came to such a place.”

Ye Peitian lowered his eyes. His low voice came with the dim candlelight, “I’m a little scared, I’m afraid you are not real. I’m afraid that all this is still a dream that Xin Ziming controls.” After a long time, he added, “If this is just a dream, please don’t wake me up.”

Chu Qianxun stretched out her hand, crossed the small gap between the two beds, and took his cold hand, “This is by no means a dream, I promise you.”