According to the trip to Wuhu Grand Canyon, more than half a month had passed.

On this day, He Yi had just finished training his mental strength and walked out of the entertainment room, when he received a "surprise gift package" from the female insect.

Of course, in He Yi's view, this was just "surprise" and there was no "joy" at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground. He barely held onto the wall beside him, pursed his lips, and asked with a trembling voice: "You, you, you--what are you doing?"

At this moment, the female insect was wearing a furry pink jumpsuit, and the hood of the jumpsuit was tightly buckled on the female insect's head. Not only did it tightly buckle He Yi's beloved short golden hair, but the two ropes on the hood were also tied into a knot at the chin.

Only half of the female insect's face was revealed.

From the above, it looked slightly normal, but the abnormal part was the half of the female insect's face.

Strictly speaking, it couldn't be called a face at all. If you had to describe it, it would probably be a--a pink face.

"This is the latest popular spring limited edition pink makeup. Do you like it, my lord?" Zhao's voice was a little excited.

"There are also warm spring pink, cute pink, elegant pink, playful pink, tender pink, soft and cute pink, sweet pink... There are more than thirty kinds of makeup in total. From now on, I will change a different one every day without repeating the same one. I guarantee that my lord will not get bored."

He Yi's tongue was almost knotted, "Really? Really? What forum have you visited recently?"

"Little Pink Book." Zhao walked in front of the male insect and said slowly.

"There are a large number of pink lovers gathered there. The content of the forum posts is particularly wide, including beauty, makeup, personal care, sports, travel, and home. There is a hot post in it, which is particularly interesting. What is it called? Let me take a look."

Speaking of? At this, the female insect stretched out a pair of pink claws from her pink sleeves, turned on the computer, looked at it, and continued: "Oh, by the way, his name is - 108 ways to make the world fall into a soft pink color."

He Yi raised his eyes and glanced at it casually, and was shocked by the warrior who wrote the post.

The unknown warrior posted a picture, and everything in the picture was pink, from nail polish to aircraft. He Yi's pupils trembled violently, and his eyes stared at the pink pet dog.

This is not love, this is obsession, right?

In order to create a pink life, even the dog was not spared. .

Horrible, too terrible.

He looked at the female insect's pink eyes with beautiful pupils? , after taking several deep breaths, he slowly said: "Tell me the truth, do you like pink?"

Zhao's body? Stiffened, and then? Nodded with sincerity?, "I didn't have a preference for colors before, but recently I suddenly think pink is particularly beautiful?, It just so happens that the Lord also likes pink, we have a common hobby again."

Hearing this, He Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and a sad song sang in his mind. He tried to struggle desperately, pointing to the picture on the computer and asked, "What do you think of this picture?"

Zhao said in a very appreciative tone, "It's beautiful?, I was just about to ask the Lord, since you agree?, then I will start preparing now and try to create a pink life as soon as possible."

He Yi: ! !

I agree? What? What are you going to prepare?

Seeing? The female insect smiled and turned around, preparing to leave. He Yi was really a little angry.

He grabbed the female insect's hand and forcibly turned her body around.

Zhao was forced to turn around in panic, and when he raised his eyes, he met the stern and unhappy eyes of the male insect.

He Yi's lips were tightly drawn, and in a few seconds, he took off the pair of pink leather gloves that were in the female insect's way, with suppressed anger in his eyes, "A Zhao, you have changed... Now you are not only deceiving me, but also deceiving yourself. You don't like pink at all!"

Zhao stood still, staring at his toes with his eyes downcast.

After a while? , he said self-respectingly: "I like pink, I like it."

He said this calmly, without a trace of hesitation in his tone, as if he was telling a real fact.

He Yi was a little overwhelmed when he heard the self-deceiving words from the female insect's mouth. He was even more unhappy. He roughly lifted the female insect's chin and looked at the funny face with a sad face, "If you have the guts, look into my eyes and say it again?"

Zhao opened his lips, "I... I like it..."

He wanted to say something to change the subject, but his mind was blank. He wanted to follow the male insect's words but he didn't have the courage.

His eyes darted around, but he didn't dare to look the male insect in the eye.

"Heh." He Yi's lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc, "Yes, you like pink... because I like it."

"You like whatever I like, and even if you don't like it, you force yourself to like it, right?"

He lowered his eyelids and smiled expressionlessly.

"You are really great."

"From now on, I hate pink the most." After coldly leaving this sentence, He Yi turned around and entered the entertainment room again. There was a loud bang, and the door was slammed shut.

Zhao's eyes were stunned, and the thick pink foundation could not cover the paleness of his face.

Is he out of favor like this?

He tried to chase in and explain it to the male insect.

Unfortunately, his hand just touched? When Zhao grabbed the door handle, he heard a male insect roar from inside the door: "Don't come in! Get out!"

The male insect's voice was like hailstones pouring down on his head.

Zhao's hands suddenly became cold, and he trembled all over. He held the metal handle tightly, slightly tightened his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were prominent.

With a snap, the handle broke.

The male insect didn't even give him a chance to explain?

He didn't reduce the strength in his hand, allowing the metal fragments to pierce into his palm. The sharp pain slightly relieved his inner anxiety and panic.

Now, he couldn't think of a way to solve this situation.

Maybe Lan was right. If you fall in love with a male insect, you will eventually fall in love with loneliness; if you fall in love with a male insect, you will eventually be ignored. He must get used to such indifference soon.

After standing there blankly for a while, Zhao left with a deep sense of loss. What

he didn't know was that He Yi inside the door had just finished yelling, then he leaned against the wall tiredly, covered his face and slowly squatted down? Go.

Why why? Why is he angry again? ?

He has been stubborn and irritable recently.

He Yi's neck was covered with cold sweat.

He never doubted his temperament. Although his character was not the best, he would never be easily provoked.

But in the past half month, he has lost his temper three times, and each time his anger came inexplicably and strangely, even he could not predict it, let alone control it. If the first time was excusable and the second time was a coincidence, then the third time was definitely not accidental.

Fortunately, today, he finally found the source - every time he was angry, his mental power was particularly excited. If he was right, this was the initial characteristic of a mental riot.

As for the cause of the riot, further investigation is needed.

He Yi tried to use the wood power to suppress the turbulent energy in his body, and it worked well. The violent mental power was soon suppressed, but his frown still could not be completely relaxed, because the wood power could only suppress but not prevent.

You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't defend against thieves for a thousand days. He had to find a permanent solution.

While thinking about countermeasures, he calmed down and walked out of the entertainment room only after his mood was completely stable. On

the other side, Zhao Hui returned to the bedroom and lay on the big bed in a daze.

He raised his hand and touched the crescent moon on his forehead. This was obviously a proof of love, but now it seemed a bit ironic. His eyes were a little sad.

It was only recently that he was surprised to find that he had changed a lot for the male insect. Since the first meeting, he has been trying his best to act like the male insect might like.

The more they get along, the more they find the differences between them. He tries hard to have similar interests and catch up with the other party. In this pursuit, he has gradually lost himself.

Now he suddenly wakes up and realizes that his former self has been swallowed up by love and has changed beyond recognition.

The male insect seems to be getting more and more impatient with him... His flattery only gets the male insect's scolding.

Should he let go of such a love?

...

"A Zhao?"

The male insect's voice called back his thoughts.

The bedroom window was wide open, and the cold wind from outside came in with the cool raindrops.

Zhao raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose, which was blown red. He sat up from the bed, and his moist eyes trembled slightly under the shadow of his curled eyelashes. "My lord? Why are you here?"

He Yi frowned when he saw this. After closing the window on the control panel of the optical computer, he sat on the edge of the bed, took the female insect into his arms from the side, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my emotions were out of control again just now."

He stroked the female insect's back from top to bottom and said: "You can hit me or scold me, but don't be angry alone."

Zhao lowered his eyelids weakly.

It's like this again. When the male insect is cold, his face is cold, but when he is tender, his chest beats wildly.

The male insect's chin is rubbing gently on his shoulder.

He retreated a little from the male insect's embrace, raised his eyes and glanced at the male insect's cold jawline half a moment ago, his eyes moved up little by little, and finally met the male insect's soul-stirring black pupils.

They were too close, even their breathing and eyes were entangled with each other, like vines that could not be separated. Just like his feelings, they can't be cut off and can't be sorted out.

Zhao slightly raised his eyelids and saw from the male insect's face as white as jade. He lightly swept across Zhuo's face and said lightly:

"The male lord is supreme, how dare I offend him?"

He Yi was almost blocked by myocardial infarction. He took the female insect's hand and hit his chest several times, "I allow you to offend me, you can offend me as much as you want."

"Even if I'm in the sky, I will hand you a pole to poke me down, okay?"

Zhao was so moved by the male insect's straightforward metaphor that his heart was shaken. He felt like he was thrown into a dark swamp, with an unfathomable abyss below and the gentle spring breeze above.

After thinking for a moment, he curled his lips and said, "Okay."

The female insect's eyes were heavy? As the light gathered, He Yi breathed a sigh of relief almost unnoticeably.

He kicked off his slippers and stepped onto the bed. He was accidentally bumped by something. After moving a little, he found that it was the female insect's computer. Just as he was about to put it on the bedside cabinet, his eyes inadvertently swept across the still lit screen. His movements paused, and the blood in his body froze instantly.

The following message was displayed on the computer screen -

[Lan: Leave him. Too much movement will only hurt yourself.]

He Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

Leave?

Leave who?

He knelt on the bed with his legs crossed, and placed his hands lightly on the female insect's shoulders. , his hands didn't have any strength but it seemed as if a thousand pounds of weight was put on them. He put away the complex expression in his eyes and lowered his eyes to meet the female insect's gaze.

The female insect's aqua-blue eyes seemed to be filled with the waves of the river and the sea, reflecting cold light and shadow under the cold white light of the bedroom.

He Yi was worried, and he asked in disbelief with trembling lips: "Are you going to leave me?" Zhao

was silent, turned his head to avoid the burning gaze, gently pushed away the male insect and prepared to get off the bed. As soon as his toes touched the ground,

his collar was hooked tightly.

The male insect pulled him back.

"Ah Zhao, answer me." The male insect's voice was cold and the tone was heavier than usual. A few minutes later, there was a bone-chilling chill. The pair of black eyes that usually always had a smile on their faces were now brewing a terrible storm.

Zhao sighed helplessly under the male insect's angry and scrutinizing gaze, "My lord, please let me go first."

Let go?

Absolutely impossible!

He Yi suddenly hugged the female insect tightly, his back muscles stiffened, and threatened in panic: "I tell you, don't even think about leaving!"

There were thunder and lightning outside the window, and heavy rain was pouring.

In the bedroom, the male insect's voice was like a drum beating down, deafening:

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will pull you out!!"