Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

Sanjin looked up and saw the time at three thirty in the night.

It was midnight.

Shao Yan couldn't live without Mrs. Shao for a while. He thought he could survive at least one night, but he still had to go back in the middle of the night.

In fact, Ye Luo is not asleep now. She also had a dream. She dreamed that Yan Yu and herself did something like that, but suddenly someone rushed in and shouted: "It's these disgusting bitches. They are obviously brothers and sisters. The princess of King Kang's Mansion is so shameless to do this kind of fornication!"

Ye Luo looked at Yan Yu in shock, but found that his face was not Yan Yu at all.

Was she framed?

Someone rushed over and slapped her: "Luo'er, you have lost the face of King Kang's mansion."

Ye Luo was awakened by this slap.

When she woke up, she was completely covered. Although the slap was in a dream, it felt so real. She felt pain on her cheek now.

And it was her grandmother who beat her.

She didn't know how she could have such a strange dream.

How did you and Yan Yu become brothers and sisters?

The dream is too real, and Ye Luo has some lingering fears.

When she was looking confused, the door of the room was pushed open, and Yan Yu ran in like a gust of wind.

Ye Luo subconsciously hid back, and Yan Yu rushed over and pressed her on her body: "Ye Xiaoluo, I'm blowing a hair in the old house, you sleep comfortably here, huh?"

Ye Luo pushed him: "I didn't..."

"Want me to sleep with another woman? I'm not, I'm going to sleep with you, dare you to refuse to me again, try calling it pain again!"

Yan Yu pressed her to tear her pajamas.

Ye Luo was still immersed in the dream just now, struggling hard: "Don't don't! Shao Yan, don't! You go away!"

"Don't be squeamish to Laozi!" Yan Yu clasped her hand rudely, and took off her pajamas with the other hand.

There was no foreplay, so he untied his belt and rushed in.

Ye Luo yelled in pain, "It hurts, you die!"

The pain is real pain, especially when there is no foreplay, and the body is not prepared.

"Today you even suffer from the pain!"

Yan Yu thought of Ye Luo's indifferent attitude towards his possibility of marrying a wife, and thought of her refusal. Whenever something like this happened, Yan Yu cried out and felt that Ye Luo didn't like her at all.

It was purely because he was Shao Yan and could back her up, so he married him.

Otherwise, how could he refuse such a thing and keep crying for pain.

As Bai Lipiao said, she doesn't love you, she doesn't want to give it to you.

The more Yan Yu thought about it, the more irritated he became, what he was doing to Ye Luo, but this woman didn't even give him her heart.

He dignified, how could Shao Yan let a woman walk by the nose like this.

"Don't don't, get up, Yan Shao, don't do this, we may be brothers and sisters!" Ye Luo cried, bearing the pain Yan Yu gave her.

Yan Yuqi smiled: "Are we brothers and sisters? Are you crazy? You even look for such excuses."

"It's true. I just had a dream. I don't dream it casually. Someone in the dream said that we were brothers and sisters."

"You take a dream seriously. I know the information clearly for the ancestors of Yanmen's family for three generations. Let alone we are brothers and sisters, it is impossible to have relatives in three generations."

Ye Luo blinked and looked at Yan Yu: "Really...really?"

"Of course it's true. If you are thinking about things all day long, who would be brother and sister with you."

Was he Yan Yu a beast that even his sister would not let him go?

Even if this sister is really the only one who makes him want, he will not touch it, absolutely not.

...

Here I think I might have to explain that Ye Luo and Yan Yu were entangled in their previous lives, but Ye Luo passed through and didn’t bring the memory of that period. They were erased, but there are surviving memories in her memory, so she was Yan Yupeng would feel particularly painful, but it was actually a subconscious resistance from the remaining memory in his heart.

For specific past life grievances, you can read another ancient essay "The Evil King Customized Pet"