Qi Ye turned around and caught his wife's soft body.

She hugged him, leaned her face against his chest, closed her eyes, and covered the sadness and sadness in her eyes.

After a while, Qi Ye said, "Go to bed."

She said "um" softly.

...

Early the next morning.

A harsh piano sounded throughout the cloud tower.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Weilan sat on the balcony and played the piano.

Rather than saying that she is playing the piano, she is venting.

The piano sound of "ding ding dong dong" has lost its pleasantness and has become sharp and harsh. For a girl like Ye Weilan, such a situation has never happened before.

It can be seen that she is very anxious.

The twins ran in from outside and looked at the balcony, but saw the woman sitting in front of the window, her body was outlined by the sun, and her eyes were empty and she looked at the garden outside the window, and her white fingers unconsciously pressed the black and white piano keys under her hands.

In the room, Xiaojiu was lying in the cradle, probably the mother and son were in love. He knew that his mother was in a bad mood, so he opened his eyes wide and did not cry.

In order to prevent the child from accepting the devil's destruction, Ding Ding carried Xiaojiu out.

Thinking of the inspection report last night, the twins became very heavy.

Yi Sa was woken up early in the morning and stuck her head out from the upper floor. She looked at her expression and wanted to express her dissatisfaction with a few words. She didn't know what she thought of, but she didn't say anything. She closed the window and quickly walked down from above in neat clothes.

"Stop playing!" Yisa pulled open the glass and said something completely different from Qingluoyue's appearance: "It sounds so ugly!"

Ye Weilan turned around and glanced at him with a sharp look.

Yi Sa seemed to have discovered something strange, raised her eyebrows, and the look she looked good just now...

He pressed his eyebrows and said, "It's not really a dead end. He is not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?"

Ye Weilan finally gave up smashing the piano. She turned around and her pure pupils fell on his beautiful face: "That's my lover, not your lover, of course you are not in a hurry."

Yi Sa glanced at her coldly: "What's the use of being anxious? Why not use your brain and think about what to do."

When Ye Weilan heard something in his words, his eyes lit up and rushed over immediately, his eyes full of hope: "Do you have a way?"

"No," Yi Sa poured her cold water: "The God of Death is too powerful. The only Holy See who can fight against him is not in charge. Even if Qi Ye and Lan Luo join forces, they may not be able to get the virus information. And don't forget that there is only one month, and even if they can successfully steal it, there is no time to study it. Can you bet?"

Ye Weilan's little face collapsed instantly: "Then what you mean is..."

Yi Sa looked at her, smiling slightly, her tone was a little cold: "Do you really don't know? Or don't you want to know?"

The purpose of the God of Death is just to force her to go back. As long as she leaves Qi Ye and returns to the evil ghost island obediently, Qi Ye's life will not be in danger...

Ye Weilan clenched his fists, his face pale, and in an instant, he seemed to have been pulled away from all his strength: "I don't want to leave him..."

And Xiaojiu.

Her husband and son...
Chapter completed!