Yan Song walked over, Yun Ya stood up and smiled: "Brother Yan, can we go now?"
Yan Song came over and took her hand, frowning: "Why is it so cold?"
It was the height of summer, yet her hand was as cold as ice.
Yun Ya smiled nonchalantly: "No problem, just let Brother Yan warm me up and it won't be cold."
The girl's gentle smile was like sunlight piercing through the clouds, warmly shining on his heart.
Yan Song's gaze deepened slightly, tightly holding her hand, he led her out of the villa.
The two walked out of the villa, Yellow Hair was waiting by the car, and upon seeing them come out, he immediately walked over to open the car door.
"Miss."
Yun Ya looked up, and Mingyue quickly walked towards her.
Yellow Hair was startled, his reaction preceding his thoughts as he reached for his gun. Where did this person come from?
But before he could draw his handgun, the person casually flicked his hand and the gun flew out.
Yellow Hair: ...!
