470 Chapter 469 of “The Quick-Traveling Girl Is Poised to Knock Down the Male Protagonist”

Ex-husband, you dropped your ‘grass’ (43)

Zhou Min didn’t expect Yan Shaokai to say this so frankly, and he didn’t expect that he would remember so much. For a moment, Zhou Min seemed a little flustered and didn’t dare to meet his eyes.

“Grandpa Yan, mother Yan, and father Yan are all good people. You are their only son and only grandson. Although you have often been away from home these years and have been very indifferent to them, I know that you are angry because they used Xiao Chuhong to force you and let youBy marrying me, you lost your freedom and the ten years of being together openly with Xiao Chuhong.However, for me, in the ten years when I married into the Yan family, everyone in the Yan family treated me like their own daughter, giving me love and pampering.I feel cherished and precious.It is a warmth I have never experienced since I was sensible.Although my uncle is also kind to me, because of my aunt, his care for me is always secretive, so it always feels like a slap in the face.Later, with the growth of the company, there were no more sweet dates.As a result, my mother and father’s kindness to me became even more precious.” Zhou Minyi said, making Yan Shaokai frown slightly.

“It turns out that I was too sentimental and thought too much.” Yan Shaokai looked at Zhou Min with a smile but not a smile. If he hadn’t heard Zhou Min’s confession on the sea, he might have really believed what she said at this moment.

Zhou Min tilted her head and said nothing, because she was actually very confused herself. She didn’t expect Yan Shaokai to question him so directly.

recognize?!

How could you admit it!

Not to mention the client’s own body, even the scenes that appeared in his memory after empathy, as well as the client’s wishes, Zhou Min couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

The client’s wish was to cry once in front of Yan Shaokai, for himself and for the secret love that he loved but could not express.

Zhou Min thought for a long time before finally thinking of how to carry out this task.

For the client himself, secret love is a successful pantomime and a tragedy expressed.Because the person she loves doesn’t love her back.

But for Zhou Min, there is another kind of secret love, that is, the whole world knows that I have a secret love for you, even you know it, but I am the only one who refuses to admit it. This kind of secret love is like hiding one’s ears and stealing the bell, like the emperor’s new clothes, transparent and real embarrassment and panic in front of you, but it also allows Yan Shaokai to discover more about her struggle, pain, cowardice, and the happiness of a short life that only revolves around him in the future.

This was the client’s mood, the mood she wanted to convey to Yan Shaokai.

Some people say that the most difficult things to control in the world are love and toothache.Therefore, when Yan Shaokai knew that Zhou Min was secretly in love with him, Yan Shaokai would clearly know from Zhou Min’s tears that she might not have a toothache but heartache.

This also fulfilled the client’s wish to cry in front of Yan Shaokai.

As for the confession in the sea, it is naturally for the present and the future.

Zhou Min’s silence was accompanied by Yan Shaokai’s probing eyes, and finally ended with Yan Shaokai sneering, but at the next moment, he let go of Zhou Min and turned around to leave alone. Because of Yan Shaokai’s sudden let go, Zhou Min staggered back. After steadying his body, he pulled the slipping man’s coat and quickly followed his footsteps.

After Yan Shaokai noticed that the people behind him were following him, he spoke slowly, “You have been sleeping for twelve days since that night until today. Two days ago, when I was looking for cooling medicine for you outside the cave, I met this group of people walking in one direction. When I met them, they had already spent some time on this island, but it didn’t look good.”

Zhou Min frowned, “That’s not the question I asked.”

Yan Shaokai stopped and looked at Zhou Min with a lazy smile, but it made Zhou Min feel cold all over and he didn’t say anything.

“Look at the eyes of the women behind you.” Yan Shaokai nudged his chin, hinting to Zhou Min to look back secretly.

Zhou Min pretended to adjust Yan Shaokai’s coat, glanced back, and asked in confusion, “What are you looking at?”

Looking at Zhou Min’s confused expression, Yan Shaokai sneered, “I didn’t notice anything wrong with the eyes of those women?”

“Isn’t that right?” Zhou Min subconsciously turned around, but Yan Shaokai pulled her into his arms and looked at each other, “Are you looking at her so seriously, are you afraid that those women don’t hate you enough?”

“Hate me?!” Zhou Min was startled by Yan Shaokai’s words, and suddenly remembered the strange female voice when she woke up. There was indeed a kind of unwillingness and hatred in that voice, but why?

Zhou Min looked at Yan Shaokai with confusion. Yan Shaokai hugged Zhou Min again and continued to walk at the front of the large army. “Cai Yongfa is like the captain among this group of people. In other words, he wants to be a leader.”

“Him?!” Zhou Min was a little surprised. Although he had just heard the conversation between Yan Shaokai and Cai Yongfa, he was still full of doubts.

Yan Shaokai calmly began to tell Zhou Min what had happened in the past ten days, what she had missed, the current situation, and where they were going, but he did not mention the poison on himself.

When the last word of Gangyan Shaokai fell, it was already dark. Everyone, or rather, except for the small group of people headed by Cai Yongfa who did not move, the rest of the people started to burn firewood and boil water in an orderly manner. They seemed to be used to it. The tool used to start the fire was the waterproof lighter in the wooden box that Zhou Min picked up.

Everyone knows the importance of fire on a desert island. With fire, fresh water, and food, he becomes the invisible spiritual leader of this group of people.

Looking at the group of shameless people opposite, Zhou Min cursed in her heart.

Yan Shaokai held Zhou Min in front of him, leaning against the big tree trunk not far from the fire, watching the busy work of a dozen people around him, as well as the four or five small groups headed by Cai Yongfa who gathered around and murmured. Occasionally, one or two people turned their heads to look in his direction.

There was shock, contemplation, comparison, and gloominess in those eyes.

However, Yan Shaokai didn’t care, because he suddenly realized that although Zhou Min’s body temperature was strangely cold, it was unexpectedly suitable for him at this time.

Without the suppression of drugs, Yan Shaokai’s body temperature was always higher than that of ordinary people. Especially at night, his body temperature was like a fireball, which would burn your hands when he got close.

But when it collided with Zhou Min’s extremely cold body temperature, the two temperatures waxed and waned and merged strangely.

Coupled with Zhou Min’s own soothing and relaxing body fragrance, Yan Shaokai’s always tense and frantic heart will suddenly relax and calm down, and he really wants to rest.