Touching her half-dried hair, Cheng Muyan used her fingers to comb it all back, then took a clean light purple hair tie and tied it loosely into a bundle. Only then did she have time to pay attention to the little white fox.
"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Muyan stretched out her hand to hug Qing Huan into her arms, touched the tips of his slightly trembling ears with her fingers and pinched them gently. The little white fox's body trembled, her eyes were moist, and she was so happy just looking at him.
People love you.
When Cheng Muyan carried him out, the other two had already taken a shower and were sitting at the table waiting. The food on the table was steaming hot and looked very delicious.
"Xiaoyuan, go get another bowl." Cheng Muyan said to the waiting maid, placed Qing Huan on the left side of her, and climbed onto the high chair, "You can eat these
Is it food? Is it too hot? I’ll put it in a bowl for you to cool down before you eat it?”
Guoguo, who was pouting next to her, looked at the little white fox who had stolen her attention again. She raised her head and looked at the woman opposite with bright eyes: "Mom, mom, I also want to eat the fried tofu in front of you.
Give it to me. Is it spicy?"
You have to compete for favor! Children who can’t fight or cry don’t get candy!
Cheng Mo Dao glanced at the little girl who was busy over there, straightened his arms with his tall and long hands, picked up a piece of fried tofu that was tender and crispy, put it into the fruit bowl, and said very straightforwardly.
He said, "Eat it. If it's not enough, I'll give it to you."
Guoguo who wants to eat the fried tofu made by her mother: "..."
She glanced at the golden fried tofu wrapped in sauce in the bowl with no expression on her face, and then glanced at the two people and one fox who had forgotten about him. Guoguo silently lowered her head to droop the little flower buds, and looked at them sadly.
Face put the tofu into his mouth and chewed it soullessly.
"Eat, eat. If you like this, I'll put it on your side." Cheng Muyan broke the silence with one sentence, moved the plate in front of Guoguo, and placed the fried tofu in front of him.
Cheng Mo Dao also glanced at the suddenly silent Guo Guo inexplicably. He picked up vegetables and planned rice in confusion. He ignored it. No matter how important it is, is eating important?
The meal left Cheng Muyan in a hurry. He had to pick up vegetables for Qing Huan and get new chopsticks for Guo Guo. Guo Guo didn't eat meat, and he also had to make sure to eat by himself. Cheng Muyan's meal was worse than a war.
It was tiring. After finally eating, I could relax and take a nap. Cheng Muyan had to chat with Qing Huan again. Anyway, we had to exchange information.
Cheng Muyan carried Qing Huan to the bed, pulled down the curtains and sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, rubbed the little white fox's soft hair, and coaxed: "Relax, close your eyes, don't resist me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qing Huan felt like she was being pulled forward by a sack. When she regained consciousness again, she was already in another world.
The whole body is covered with greenery, full of vitality, destroyed by lights, the stars in the sky are hanging upside down, and the Milky Way is tilted. It is extremely beautiful, but the feet are empty and the whole person is floating in the air. It is a bit scary, but the place where you step is very solid and will not
Fall easily.
"Coming?" As soon as the charming voice sounded, countless phantoms appeared in the distance and rushed towards them. It was not until the figure stopped in front that the uninterrupted phantoms behind it slowly disappeared like flowing water.
The woman has a beautiful face, clear eyebrows, curved almond-shaped eyes, and a slender figure. She is a delicate girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, exactly like the sweetheart he sees in his dreams every night.
Qing Huan lowered her head and looked at her slender palms, then touched her face. Did she regain her human body?
"Yanyan, I miss you so much." Qing Huan looked at her sweetheart who was so close, and unconsciously stepped forward, eager to hold the little girl's hand. The moment their fingers touched was like a small electric current.
Generally flows into the body.
Cheng Muyan suddenly retracted his hand and said rather amusingly: "Don't move, Ah Huan, this is the soul, it cannot be touched easily. Let's sit down and talk." After saying that, he sat down with his hands on the ground.
When Qing Huan heard these words, the tips of her ears suddenly burned red. Her fingers trembled. She felt that the area she touched seemed to be burning. Her Adam's apple moved slightly. She swallowed silently and sat down next to the little girl.
The drum-like sound was so intense that my ears were filled with silence, my mind was frighteningly blank, and I couldn't think of anything.
"What's wrong? Are you so reserved and shy? Are you still too nervous?" Cheng Muyan looked at the young man's nervous look, and there was something strange in his eyes. It was rare to see a calm boy with such a youthful side. Could it be that he had just been there for the past two years?
Is that touch too exciting for the other person?
It’s not like she didn’t say it on purpose. Wasn’t it too late?
Touching her nose guiltily, Cheng Muyan got down to the topic seriously, "Where should we start? From Mazi Town or from entering that realm?"
When it came to business, Qing Huan's nervousness was temporarily suppressed, but he still frowned a little when he heard the little girl's words. He could still understand the first half of the sentence, but the word realm was obviously not within the scope of his thinking.
Dang even tapped his fingers on his knees and asked, "Have you ever met me when you entered Mazi Town?"
Cheng Muyan: "???"
What does "encounter" mean? Cheng Muyan immediately frowned, but when he remembered that Tu Qiansu seemed to have no previous memories, he suppressed his doubts and directly took the paper that he had analyzed and summarized the problems and clues from the space network.
He came out and said, "Take a look at this first. Do you have anything to record?"
Qing Huan took what Cheng Muyan handed over, and at first glance he saw the first entry that said Tu Qian Su is equal to Qing Huan, and then the word amnesia was written in brackets, and instantly she felt as if someone had hit her head with a stick.
, he handed the things from the space ring to the little girl in a daze, and he was in a trance, as if he was floating in the clouds, unable to step on anything, but it was so cold that his teeth were trembling.
Tu Qiansu? Is it equal to him? He also has amnesia?
Not caring about anything else, he lowered his head and looked at the girl's serious and focused expression. He hugged her, his lips trembled twice, and he said incoherently: "Yanyan, Yanyan, I am Qing Huan, I have not lost my memory...
…”
At the end, he became more and more anxious. Cheng Muyan was so sensitive that she blushed and felt pain. Seeing that this guy obviously looked abnormal, Cheng Muyan could only comfort him for the time being: "Don't be anxious.
If there is anything we need to talk about, okay? Let me go first..."
He patted Qing Huan on the back and signaled him to let go for now. Holding her like this was indeed too exciting.