"Okay, okay, of course!"

The longtooth chick nodded vigorously like pecking rice, grabbed her outstretched fingers, and a pair of red eyes seemed to burst into tears:

"Lord Lanyue will be happy! No...... He's going to be super happy!"

Qianling glanced at her tearful starry eyes, and slowly withdrew her fingers:

"What's there to be happy about......

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"But ......"

She looked slowly at the Manju Sawa lantern hanging from the window...... His eyes gradually became a little glazed, and his low voice seemed to be talking to himself:

"That guy looks super happy...... I can't imagine it. ”

"Don't imagine it, you'll see it right away. ”

Longya jumped up from the head of the bed with an excited face, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and she reached out and patted her shoulder with emotion:

"Qianling, that's right! You should have done this a long time ago, let the past pass, and the most important thing is to cherish the people in front of you!"

Qianling looked at her there sighing, her face was bitter and gratifying, and she blinked lightly in confusion:

"Longya, what are you talking about? ...... Did you misunderstand something? I came to Satsuki because ......"

"Because you've figured it out!, right?" Longya smiled and leaned in front of her, squeezing her eyes ambiguously, "I knew you'd figure it out, Lord Lanyue is so good to you, it's only a matter of time before you like him." ”

Qianling was stunned and stared at her without blinking...... and slowly crossed his waist:

"Who told you I liked him? Hey, you can't just take revenge on me just because I laughed at you for liking Lan Feng......"

"Who took revenge on you?" Longya knocked on the melon seeds, "If you don't like him, why do you go to him? If he is angry or unhappy, what does it matter to you?"

Qianling stared at her, and was about to refute, but paused again: "...... Where did the melon seeds come from?"

"Got it in the living room. ”

“…… You eat melon seeds on the roof every day?"

No wonder there are always many melon seed shells washed down on the eaves when it rains, and the melon seeds bought by Li Jing always disappear mysteriously......

Longya glanced at her, smiled, and shook her slender tail thorn slightly.

Shaking her head helplessly, Qianling leaned back to the head of the bed and continued to knit the scarf in her hand, and her voice was low:

"I'm looking for Satsuki...... It's a matter of wanting to be a mirror, and a matter of uncle...... Apologize to him. ”

"Apologize?" Longya looked at her, frowning slightly.

"Hmm......" Qianling looked down at the soft warm yellow scarf in her hand, and her voice was soft, "and...... Thank. ”

A head leaned over, took the scarf in her hand, and stared at her with shiny red pupils, round and startled, about to fall out:

"Is this and this and this scarf...... You knitted it for Lord Lanyue?!"

Qianling hurriedly reached out and took the scarf she snatched, carefully sorted out the wrinkles on it, and nodded:

"Satsuki has helped me a lot, and I don't have anything else to do, so I can only ......"

"Qianling, Qianling!" Longya pounced on her and gave her a big bear hug, rubbing her face vigorously, "I've never thought you're so cute!"

Qianling was inexplicably hugged by her and blinked:

"Why are you so excited?"

Longya let go of her, sighed, reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, and sniffled slightly:

"I'm happy, I'm happy for Lord Lanyue...... After he was in a better mood, our subordinates didn't feel uncomfortable looking at it. ”

Qianling was slightly stunned and frowned slightly:

"Satsuki is often in a bad mood......

Longya paused, as if he suddenly realized something, quickly covered his mouth, and shook his head vigorously:

"I didn't say anything, you didn't hear anything. ”

“……”

With her eyelashes hanging slightly, Qianling looked down at the scarf in her hand and continued to weave it quietly.

Longya sat on the edge of the bed, sipping melon seeds while watching her weave a scarf.

A low, muffled cough sounded at the head of the bed.

Longya looked at her cheeks, which were coughing more and more red, and frowned slightly with some concern:

"Qianling, if you're uncomfortable, don't knit a scarf...... Wait until the cold is healed before weaving. ”

She stared at the scarf in her hand, did not look up, and did not stop moving:

"There's a little left to weave it...... Tomorrow, you can take me to see Satsuki. ”

Longya looked at her and was stunned:

"Tomorrow?...... In such a hurry?"

Qianling quietly stared at the scarf in her hand, and her voice was very soft, as if she was muttering:

"That guy is stingy...... If you don't apologize quickly, you'll be sulking for a long time......"

I still remember when I was in Elenis, an early summer night was particularly muggy.

She woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, and when she saw that his clothes were wet with sweat, she took it upon herself to change his pajamas......

As a result, a certain imp made a fuss for a week. didn't speak, didn't pay attention to her, and stayed away from her with a cold face all day long...... Later, I stalked and fought for a long time before I could barely coax it back.

There are countless similar incidents.

…… Awkward and shy little ghost.

Qianling looked at the scarf in her hand in a daze, but her cheeks slowly climbed into a faint rose.

Also right...... The guy ......

I've never been a ghost.

"Hey?" a hand dangled in front of him, and Longya looked at her, reaching out to probe her forehead, "Are you okay?

Qianling paused, woke up like a dream, lowered her head and continued to knit a scarf.

Longya looked at her with a sad face:

"Qianling...... I was so excited that I forgot to tell you something important......"

Qianling raised her eyes to look at her, then lowered her head and continued to knit the scarf:

"What's important?"

"Lord Lanyue...... It's not been at the bottom of the valley lately, since the incident in the forest a few days ago......" Longya looked at her look, hesitated, and his voice became lower and lower, "He went to the stronghold outside the valley, and he hasn't been back for a few days......"

The hand weaving the scarf paused.

Qianling raised her eyes to look at her, opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but she didn't make a sound.

"Ah...... He, he's definitely not angry with you!" Longya explained, and laughed again, "Lord Lanyue is usually very busy, and it is not once or twice that he has gone to the stronghold outside the valley, this time there must be something very important and urgent, so he ......"

The eyelashes drooped lightly, and Qianling knitted the scarf in her hand, and she couldn't see the expression on her face:

"When will he be back?"

Longya shook his head slowly:

"I don't know. Lord Lanyue used to go to the base outside the valley, and if it was fast, it would usually come back in a few days, but if it was slow, it might take half a month or something......"

The voice was stunned.

"Well, but I think it's good to be good! When you get better from your cold, and your scarf is knitted, Lord Lanyue is coming back too, isn't it just right!"

"Where did he go?" said obsessively.

Longya looked at her and was stunned:

"Uh......?"

Qianling slowly put down the needle and thread, raised the warm yellow scarf knitted in her hand, looked at it carefully, reached out and gently smoothed the wrinkles on it, turned her face to look at her, and smiled softly:

"Let's go tomorrow. ”