Tonn quickly wiped his mouth with the back of her hand, and closed her eyes. It was his smell. She adjusted her breath and said, "I can't think of it."
He remembered the last time she gave a name, but there were so many things happening these days that Tong en forgot.
"Unexpected or not?"
"You lied again. You like him better than me. All you shout about in bed is him... "
“…… No She doesn't want to see that bastard Wang Yi, but
He slowly moved his eyes to Tong en's face and frowned: "do you really want to see that man?"
Tong en's heart was cold when he thought about it.
The person who doesn't know when he will exist and when he will disappear can't do what he likes like as a master. Tong en felt pity for him for a moment, but soon she realized that it's impossible for him to exist just because he likes more personality. Isn't his master Wang Yi? If the protagonist can't control it, how can he live like a normal person. If it goes on like this, multiple consciousness will drive him crazy!
The man seemed to smile, his eyes suddenly became quiet: "I don't know when I exist, when I will disappear..."
Tong en shook his head and laughed, "I can't think of the origin of your existence."
Her voice was unspeakable, soft and warm. He saw that she could see God. Finally, someone admitted that he had heard such a sweet voice for the first time. He was very satisfied with it for a long time.
Tong en looked at him for a long time and murmured his name: "Zuo Yan..."
"Give me a shout." His voice lured people.
"Zuo Yan." He repeated again, with pleasure in his eyes: "my name is Zuo Yan. No one else. "
"You..."
The man saw her eager eyes, indifferent: "nothing, think this name is good, later use this."
Does he also know Zuo Yan?
In her life, there was a Zuo Yan. There were too many children adopted by the welfare home, but Zuo Yan was her favorite boy. Since Zuo Yan was taken to the welfare home at the age of 11, Tong en has known him. When he first met Zuo Yan, he was a smiling sunshine boy. Although he didn't know who his parents were, and although he was a vagrant, he was very sensible at a young age. No one in the welfare home didn't like him, but the child died at the age of 15 because of congenital heart disease. In just four years, Tong en has long regarded him as his own relative and brother. Now when he mentions this name again, Tong En will certainly feel it.
"Why?" Tong en finally asked him, "why do you think of this name?"
The man's Ling lip a hook, smile intriguing, said lightly: "you don't speak, I when you acquiesce."
Sure enough, Tong en suddenly looked up at him in disbelief.
"Zuo Yan, what do you think of the name?" He opened his mouth meaningfully and observed the change in her expression.
Tone is not hard to hear some disappointment. Tong en lowered his head and said nothing. It's a pity that just now the heart beat has not calmed down, and the man began to do evil again to stimulate her heart.
Tong en never thought that he was caught off guard and said, "Wang Yi!"
"Zuo Yan."
Tong en found that this man was really jealous, even his own. She licked her lips and changed the topic, saying, "OK, Zuo Yan. Let me ask you a question. Have you ever been to the welfare home on Yong'an street in Yuzhou? "