Xi'er didn't understand why Gu Qianli was suddenly so excited, but looking at her excited appearance, she hurriedly said, "Miss, Mo Gongzi said that he went out to do errands and will come back later." ”

"Where did you go?" She wanted to go to him, to ask who he was.

He always said that he would give her a serious explanation.

He always said that he would never lie to her and would protect her.

He always said that he would always watch over her.

He always said......

And now this familiar millet porridge, it's him, it must be him.

Gu Qianli was almost 100% sure in her heart, because once, in that world, there was also such a man who silently guarded her.

Silently pay for her.

Silently accompanied her.

Always when she needs it most, it will be there.

When she is at a loss, she will always support her.

Once, because of her work, she would always be busy until late, and then he would cook millet porridge for her.

Once, twice......

Over time, she often worked late and got used to the millet porridge he boiled.

Later, even when he was sick, he had to eat the millet porridge he boiled.

The taste of millet porridge is exactly the same as the one she is holding in her hand now.

"Anan, it's you, right?" Obviously, I have affirmed the answer in my heart, but I still feel a little incredible.

She crossed over, and Su Yinan also crossed over.

What happened after she left?

"Miss......" Xi'er was on the side, looking at her for a while, happy for a while, sad for a while, very worried.

Gu Qianli came back to his senses, picked up the bowl, and ate it in small bites.

Eating the familiar taste and thinking about the past, Gu Qianli's eyes were shaking with tears.

God has mercy on her, otherwise how could he have sent Su Yinan to her side at this time.

"Anan ......"

Xi'er: "......"

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When Mo Ziqian came back, he saw Xi'er standing at the door, walking back and forth, his heart tightened, thinking that something had happened to Gu Qianli.

walked over quickly: "Xi'er, where is your young lady?" ”

"Mo Gongzi, you're back, Miss She's ......"

Mo Ziqian didn't wait for Xi'er to finish speaking, so he rushed into the inn and went up to the second floor with a huff.

"A Thousand Miles ......"

The door of the room was slammed open from the outside, and when he saw the woman standing in front of the windowsill with her hands in her hands, his heart was slowly lowered.

"Qianli, it's windy today, the poison in your body hasn't been completely resolved, stand here, be careful of catching a cold."

Gu Qianli turned around, a pair of watery eyes, staring at his cold eyes.

Mo Ziqian looked at her, how many days and nights he had been with her, and when he saw her now, he seemed to see Gu Qianli in the building again.

The expression is serious, rigorous, cold, and arrogant.

"Chisato?" Mo Ziqian didn't know what had happened when he left for a while.

Just when his hand was about to touch her arm, Gu Qianli's cold voice overflowed with red lips: "Su Yinan, when did you learn to disguise in front of me?" ”

"Thousands of miles ......" Mo Ziqian's face showed stunned, then nervous, and then glanced back at his side, and when he was sure that there were only two of them in the room, he said: "You ......"

"You make millet porridge for me to eat, don't you just want me to recognize your identity?"

Mo Ziqian pursed his lips.