Luo Xuan looked calm, "I heard from Nuonuo that a new friend came, right? Look at me, I forgot to prepare a room for him."
As he said that, he took the key from Nuonuo and handed it to Yan Shiyao, "Miss Yan, please pass this key to Aci."
Yan Shiyao took the key, thanked him warmly, and turned to leave the room.
"Chief, why do you still need to prepare rooms for Yan Yuning's friends?" Nuo Nuo frowned.
Luo Xuan brushed her red cheeks with her fingers and said with a charming smile, "Nunuo, the show is about to begin."
She must get back this injury and this slap, she will never swallow this.
Yan Shiyao took the key, turned left and right, and found A Ci in the corner of the courtyard.
Ah Ci was squatting on the ground, holding a dry branch in his hand, lowering his head and drawing. Yan Shiyao approached and saw the words "Little Lemon" written awkwardly on the soil.
The strokes are crooked and there is no order.
"Aci." Yan Shiyao couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips.
Ah Ci looked up at Yan Shiyao, his eyes lit up, "Sister Yao, when are you getting married? Will it be tomorrow?"
Yan Shiyao was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
Ah Ci tilted his head, resting his hand on his cheek, and said innocently, "Little Lemon said that after your wedding, she will go home with me."
Yan Shiyao couldn't help but laugh and patted his head, "Idiot."
Ningning is going to get married too, and her mother has already helped her find a partner, so how could she go home with him?
"Aci is not stupid, Little Lemon said Aci is not stupid!" Aci pouted, clutching the dead branch in grievance, and drawing crosses on the ground vigorously.
Yan Shiyao's heart trembled, and she pursed her lips subconsciously, "I'm sorry, Ah Ci, it was Sister Yao who said that."
A Ci turned around silently and faced her with his back.
Yan Shiyao was annoyed and said softly, "Aci, would Sister Ayao buy you some snacks to make amends?"
Ah Ci blinked and muttered softly, "Then I have to buy a lot."
Little Lemon loves snacks the most.
"Yeah, buy more." Yan Shiyao smiled.
A gust of wind blew, and the petals of the flowers in the courtyard fell. A few of them landed in A Ci's hair. A Ci looked upwards, raised his hand to pick up the petals in his hair, put them to the tip of his nose and sniffed them.
Faintly, there was the sound of footsteps.
Yan Shiyao noticed something strange and turned her head to see two men in black walking towards them.
She turned sideways and protected A Ci behind her.
The leading black-clad man sneered, "No need to protect, none of you can leave today."
Yan Shiyao was filled with fear, "Sir, did you recognize the wrong person?"
The man in black smiled sinisterly, twirled the dagger in his hand, and threw it directly, stabbing Yan Shiyao.
Yan Shiyao's head buzzed, a sharp pain came over her instantly, her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.
“Blood…Sister Ayao, you can’t sleep. You still have a big wedding to come, and Little Lemon has to go home with me.” A Ci’s eyes widened, and his lips trembled.
Yan Shiyao endured the pain and said, "Aci, go away."
"I can't leave...I can't leave you behind." Ah Ci's eyes were wet.
The man in black laughed wildly, "Of course you can't leave either."
Ah Ci stood in front of Yan Shiyao, stiffened his neck and shouted, "You are not allowed to hurt Sister Yao."
Little Lemon said that if you meet a bad guy, you should run away first, but Sister Yao can't run away, and he can't leave her behind.
"Why are you talking to a fool?" Another man in black looked impatient. He drew out his sword and stabbed at A Ci. A Ci had no time to react and the sword had already pierced his chest.
"Aci!" Yan Shiyao shouted at the top of her lungs.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across the black-clothed man's face, and he suddenly drew out his sword. Warm blood splashed on Aci's pale face.
The boy spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and slowly collapsed to the ground, mumbling, "It hurts, little lemon."
The man in black curled his lips, looked at the two people on the ground with satisfaction, and quickly left the scene.
"Aci, Aci..." Yan Shiyao lay on the ground, her clothes stained with blood, and tears fell drop by drop.
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