With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",Yan Ji looked at him in surprise, her eyes filled with "Are you crazy".,Just as Gu Chenye's fingertips were about to touch her skin on the neck, Yan Ji raised her chin slightly, dodging his hand: "What do you think"。