The familiar air made Yan Chu feel happy. Nervous, excitement also came as promised.

Feng Yi looked at Yan Chu Huaichun's small expression and said, "Where are you going?" ”

Yan Chu thought for a moment and said, "Go to hell first." ”

The depressed Huangquan Road is still the same, but the white manzhu sawa that I first met is gone. It's just one more Feng Yi.

But there's always a feeling. It's as if everything is different.

However, next to the bridge, Meng Po was still making soup. This person is an old acquaintance at the beginning of the year, and just because of a favor, the two became friends.

greeted him familiarly, which really scared Meng Po.

Meng Po: "At the beginning of the speech. You...... No, it's not ......."

"Dead, isn't it?" Yan Chu smiled and answered.

The child Meng Po is not an ordinary woman. He tentatively poked Yan Chu with the spoon that scooped the soup.

A certain woman subconsciously retreated, and said with disgust: "Is it dirty? Dead smoke. Be careful that I beat you. ”

Meng Po's spoon fell vertically, hugged Yan Chu with one hand, and wiped her snot with tears.

Yan Chu patted her back comfortingly: "Yan'er, it's over!" Aren't I dead? ”

Meng Po suddenly straightened up, supported her chin with her hand, and then said eagerly: "Yanchu, go quickly!" Tonight's wedding is celebrated. ”

The smile froze on her face at this moment, and Meng Po didn't care about anything else, so she dragged Yan Chu and ran.

Feng Yi grabbed the collar on the back of Meng Po's neck. squeezed out a few words: "Let go of Yanchu, I'll accompany her." ”

Meng Po saw a certain man who was ignored and asked, "Who are you?" Don't tell me it's the old man who said it was good. ”

Yan Chu: "You misunderstood. This is my brother. Just call him Feng Yi. ”

Meng Po looked at Feng Yi scrutinically: "Such a mother." Ah! Do not say. It's too late.

Let me tell you, that flower explanation is really a thief. I don't know if Yezun is covered with lard or what? ”

With a wry smile, the excitement at the beginning also turned into helplessness, he still occupied hell, or became a ghost king, or decided to marry someone else.

The unspeakable loneliness at the beginning of the words actually gave birth to a sense of immediacy of falling angels.

Feng Yi's fists were clenched tightly. But his intuition told him that if he hurt the one named Yezun, Yan Chu would fight with him.

But if Yezun hurt Yan Chu, he would still kill Yezun without hesitation.