When did things become like this? Fuya was confused. Starting with the discovery of the original conspiracy? Starting from running away again and again? Or was it doomed from the moment you decided to run away from marriage? Staring at the blurry figure lying on the ground and no longer struggling behind the screen in front of the bed, and listening to the heavy breathing in her ears, she suddenly felt that everything was so unreal, and the movements of the person on her body no longer caused her pain. His head was forcefully twisted, and he looked back at the face that had lowered his head and kissed his own bitingly. It was a face that had made him blush and make his heart beat, wanting to rely on him. It had also made him frightened and painful, and eager to escape. It was very beautiful, with sharp angles. Fu Ya smiled. He was saying something, but she couldn't hear it clearly, but it didn't matter. It really didn't matter anymore. Closing his eyes, he saw a gentle and elegant man among the green mountains and green waters, smiling gently and extending his hand to himself: "Ya'er~"