A person's personality is cultivated over many years, and there is no special reason, and it is rare for a short period of time to undergo earth-shaking changes.

He thinks that maybe this person is not Ming Yulong.

He called out her name, and after a momentary pause, she turned around, her expression impatient, her head a little dizzy, and there was nothing strange in her eyes.

But there is nothing unusual, but he feels even more different.

With a slight movement in her eyes, Rong Yi stretched out her hand and patted her face, "Little girl, don't pretend to be asleep." ”

The girl frowned, slapped his hand away, then turned around, straddled her feet, put them on his lap, and muttered, "Brother, don't make trouble......"

Rong Yi sniffed the smell of wine in the air, and lowered his head and smiled, "It turns out that I drank "Thousand Days Snow". ”

"Since you're asleep, I'll ask you a few questions, okay?" Rong Yi rested his left hand on his chest and his chin with his right hand, leisurely admiring someone's sleeping position. The tone is soft, and there is a childlike pampering.

Ming Yulong was drunk and dazed, only to feel that the voice in his ears was very good, just like the legendary Tianle, and said with a smile: "You ask, you ask." ”

Rong Yi's eyes lingered on her face, making sure she was not awake, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Ming Yulong pouted, her cheeks puffed up, "Guess." ”

Rong Yi smiled, "You are not Ming Yulong. Where did it come from? ”

Ming Yulong turned over again, rubbing against Rong Yi's brocade robe, his face rubbing on the soft and delicate silk, and replied softly: "You guess again." ”

Rong Yi couldn't help but smile, staring at her delicate face, she grabbed his brocade robe with one hand, and pulled it very tightly, as if she was reluctant to let go.

The eyes are still closed, the corners of the mouth are downward, and it seems that he is a little aggrieved and wants to cry at any time.

The long skirt swayed to the waist, revealing the snow-white obscene pants underneath.

A small suckling pig.

It's still delivered to the door for people to eat.

Rong Yi stretched out his hand, brushed down the hem of her skirt, and said softly: "I thought you would be a little easier to deceive when you fell asleep, but it seems that you are still so cunning when you are asleep." ”

Ming Yulong slept in a daze, her eyelids were heavy, and her headache was splitting, she thumped her head and saw a two-story building in front of her, with lights shining inside.

The surroundings were dark, like a snowy night in winter, with the light reflected by the thin snow, cool and pale, and it became more and more that the dim light in the small building had a warm call.

This is her home, through the transparent screen, I saw my mother wearing an apron, holding a plate of food on the table, and she could smell the aroma of that dish from afar.

She quickened her pace towards the warm place, but no matter how she walked, no matter how she walked, the place still stopped so far from the beginning.

Not a minute away, not a centimeter close.

It was her home, why couldn't she go back?

Suddenly, she saw a woman, wearing a ponytail, a white down jacket and a plaid skirt, and a pair of white fluffy boots, walking briskly to the door of the house, raising her hand and knocking on the door.

Knock Knock Knock –

The voice seemed to be in my ears, and Dad's voice was still so kind, "Who is it?" ”

"Dad, I'm Yueyue, open the door quickly, it's so cold outside today!" A crisp female voice sounded, and the mother in the house had walked out quickly to open the door, with a happy smile on her kind face.