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"Little Yu'er, why did you suddenly turn into legs?" He squatted down and touched Yan Qingning's ear fins that had not yet faded off, his movements were natural and intimate.

Yan Qingning shook his head, "I don't know..."

He became more and more familiar with human speech, and no longer needed to pay attention to the order of words.

Gu Zhuoan lowered his eyes and stared at his newborn legs for a long time, then bent down and hugged him: "Don't think about things you don't understand. I'll carry you back."

Yan Qingning obediently put her arms around his neck and rubbed his neck affectionately: "Well, I don't want to anymore. I... want you to hug me."

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +2, current love value is: 12. 】

Gu Zhuo'an was slightly dazed, holding his legs with his arms, walking slowly towards the bedroom, gently placing him on the bed and pressing his forehead: "Xiao Yu'er, can you put on my clothes first? "

The shark never wore clothes. Yan Qingning didn't understand why Gu Zhuoan asked him to put on clothes, but he never questioned Gu Zhuoan's request. He just blinked and looked at him in confusion, nodding stupidly.

"Xiao Yu'er is so good..." Gu Zhuo'an gently rubbed the tail of his eyes and murmured as if to induce him: "You must always believe what I say..."

Gu Zhuoan always liked to call him "good". He didn't know what it meant, so he would just nod his head obediently.

Just because of doing this... Gu Zhuo'an will be happy.

The wet and hot kiss fell on the corner of the lips again. Yan Qingning showed no resistance, and even consciously put her arms around his neck, brought her lips up, and allowed him to make further movements.

"Kissing, you seem to like...like this action very much?" Yan Qingning looked at him in his arms, and asked him simply with a flushed face: "Is this action...meaningful?"

"It's love." Gu Zhuoan pressed on him, changing his view of love without any guilt, "Because I love you, everything I give you is my love."

"Love... me?" Yan Qingning pointed to herself uncertainly, and then pointed to the end of her eyes, staring at him with her light eyes unblinking: "But... you seem... to like me very much. tears?"

"Is it really me you like...?"

"Of course." He would never hesitate about things like profit, and the lies he told were never even drafted. "Xiao Yu'er, think about it, if I didn't like you, how could I collect you? tears?"

"You are my most important asset, my most cherished treasure. How could I not like you?"

Merians are born with a higher level of intuition than others about things like feelings. They know the types of feelings, but they can't distinguish the false feelings from humans.

He stared into Gu Zhuo'an's eyes. There was nothing in his dark, dark eyes except the desire for profit, let alone the precious and precious love he himself said.

Yan Qingning's eyes dimmed for a moment, and she watched Gu Zhuo'an put the clothes on herself without saying a word.

The man in front of me... didn't seem to have any love for him.

He seems to only like his tears, not him...

Gu Zhuoan noticed his depressed mood and reached out to rub his head: "Is there something unhappy?"

"You can tell me and maybe I can help you."

The second style of "Eighteen Styles of Love" - ​​meticulous care.

Always be concerned about the other person's mood, understand the other person's emotions, care about the other person in time when the other person shows signs, and enlighten the other person appropriately, which will help the other person become dependent and then confuse these emotions with love.

Xiaomeren didn't know how to hide his emotions, so he raised his head in confusion and asked him: "I think... you don't love me as much as you said."

Gu Zhuo'an's mask of gentleness was a little cracked at this moment, but he soon returned to a gentle look, gently rubbing his ear fins, "What's wrong? Why does Xiao Yu'er suddenly think like this?"

"I see it."

Yan Qingning's hands still felt cold, and she circled the ends of Gu Zhuo'an's eyes with her fingertips, saying aggrievedly: "Your eyes... don't have that kind of warm love.

It looks so cold, as if it only likes my tears..."

"Xiao Yu'er..." Gu Zhuo'an reluctantly held his hand close to his face, and asked him sincerely with his dark eyes: "I like you so much, so naturally I want to treasure your tears well, lest I Such a good little fish is taken care of by others."

Warm palms pressed on his eyes. After touching them for a while, Yan Qingning pursed her lips and repeated again: "But... you only seem to like my tears..."

"I love you."

Gu Zhuo'an did not reach out to remove his hands that were covering his eyes. His eyes were hidden in the darkness, with a slightly mocking smile on his lips: "Xiao Yu'er, be obedient. Think about it carefully. If I don't love you, why? Want to spend [-] million and one yuan to buy you at the auction house?

If I don't love you, why would I reach out and take your tears again and again? "

Yan Qingning still didn't feel the love from Gu Zhuoan, but he couldn't tell the difference between true love and falsehood, so he could only choose to trust Gu Zhuoan amid the blurred boundaries between love and profit.

He removed the hand that was covering Gu Zhuoan's eyes, and instead pinched his fingertips, holding his hand and placing it at the end of his eyes, "If I was just a worthless idiot, you... still Will you love me?"