This is the first time he called her name, with a metallic voice, cool and pleasant.

"Well?" She raised her eyes curiously.

Yan back when standing in front of her, relying on the height advantage, forcing Wen Xing had to look up at him.

The inquiry in her eyes was very clear. He gazed at her white skin. His clear blue eyes waved a light wave, which was fleeting.

He slowly stretched out a hand, spread out his right hand, a flower ring with stars in the sky lying quietly in his palm.

Hearing the star, I took a look at him and then looked at him suspiciously.

When Yan returns, a long hook beside his lips softens his angular facial features. There is a flash in the pan, and his deep eyes are like a huge whirlpool. When you look at them a little, your mind will be drawn involuntarily.

Smell star in front of a bright, Yan usually back with a face, let alone see him smile, he did not even give her a good face.

His sudden smile caused great lethality, and even the men who read it all felt amazing.

He holds a hand of the star, thin lips slowly open, overflow a string of good words, but the star does not understand.

To the most beautiful princess. 】

after hearing the star, he was confused and asked dryly, "are you speaking y?"

Although she is proficient in several foreign languages, this does not include the language of country y.

Yan Hui's eyes are as calm as water, but they are also full of tolerance like the sea.

As soon as he lowered his head and blocked the warm light in his eyes, he gave a kiss like a dragonfly skimming water on the back of his white hand, as if a loyal knight was swearing allegiance to his princess.

He didn't say any more in "Y" and didn't explain what it meant. He said in Chinese, "this is my gift to you. Thank you for saving your life."

Smell the star Oh, in the heart a little embarrassed.

In the west, face-to-face kissing is nothing more than a common etiquette, and kissing the back of the hand is nothing more. She just thinks Yan Hui's attitude is a little strange, maybe because she saved him?

She looked at the flower ring in his hand, thought so, and finally accepted it.

"Thank you. I like it very much."

She took it, put it on her index finger and looked at it.

"It's beautiful."

His knitting is very delicate, a small one, dotted with white flowers, lining her fingers long and lustrous.

Yan back to the original want to give her put on the mind bubble soup, but he still calmly took back the hand.

See her interesting looking at the flower ring, there is no slightest dislike in her eyes, but full of fresh and joy, the dark of the fundus is more and more bright.

"Just like it."

At this time, it was already dark, so they got on the bus and set out for the city.

On the way, smell star feel bored, inadvertently began to find words.

"Dr. Yan, are you from y?"

"Well."

She thought, this man is really like the investigation of Wen Chuan, a mystery.

Why would someone come after him when he was in China?

If those people are from Y country, they can break through the safety net of China and sneak into the imperial capital, which means that they must be powerful.

It can be inferred that Yan Huishi was by no means a simple nobody.

However, she was not interested in his past and experience, and did not want to ask who was chasing him. After all, it had nothing to do with her.

She casually began to talk about ordinary things, "what's the special meaning of your Chinese name?"