The enemy's torn cloth

Yun Bilu could understand Huang yize's fear of losing her. It was as if the entire world was abandoning him, and she was the only one left to accompany him.

She loved him. How could she bear to hurt him and leave him?

There were some things that she wouldn't repeatedly emphasize, but she had a scale in her heart and understood it clearly.

After the two of them got up, they ate breakfast. However, halfway through their breakfast, right one rushed in, his face a little pale and serious.

It also carried the gloomy and cold air of the night.

Yun Bilu finished half of her porridge and was stunned when she looked at her right.

In her impression, right one, as Huang yize's right Guardian, was the calmest and most reliable person. He was also very strict in his work, and a situation like today had never happened before.

Yun Bilu guessed that something important must have happened.

She quietly observed Huang yize's expression and noticed that he was frowning.