Xiaoyun looked at the steaming pastries, although he didn't want to let go of Miss's hand, he still said, "Miss, eat it quickly, if you don't eat it, it will really be cold." ”

When she came, she really used the fastest speed, and the food box was also wrapped in layers of jackets.

The freshest pastries, the most timely temperatures.

Ye Qingli sat down and slowly, ate all the pastries.

Along with those stinky tofu that were a little flawed, there was nothing left.

Xiao Yun looked at the food box that was very clean, and said in surprise: "Miss, it's only been a long time since you left home, and you have become so edible." ”

Ye Qingli wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled: "No, if you don't come, I will starve to death." ”

Xiaoyun heard the joke in it, knew that she was in a good mood, and smiled.

It was a child of this age, the most sincere, heartfelt smile.

With pure power, it is the most able to deceive people.

Xiao Yun looked at the face in front of him that was not too familiar, and said, "Miss, although you are also very good-looking now, I still like the way you used to be." ”

Ye Qingli blinked, took out the potion from his cuffs, and removed the mask on his face with three clicks and two clicks.

She hooked the corners of her lips, looked at the little girl who was a little sluggish, raised her eyebrows and said, "This girl is like this, is Miss Yun still satisfied?" ”

This tone is clearly the meaning of the son's flirtatious beauty.

Xiaoyun smiled shyly, pushed her, and said, "Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied." She thought of something, and suddenly turned away, her voice trembling slightly: "Miss, I don't have the surname Yun, I ...... My surname is Zhou, and I am ...... Zhou Jinyun. ”

Ye Qingli knew that she probably thought of her family, Xiaoyun, who had been alone for many years, and there were many unbearable burdens in her life.

There are some things, only through experience, can we experience the bitter taste and soften the intestines.

She clenched her hand and said softly: "Xiaoyun, no matter how things change in the world, this matter can't be changed. As I said, from now on, I will be your family. This never counts. ”

Xiaoyun's eyes were red, and finally he burst into tears and smiled, his immature face was full of joy, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all starry.

She hugged Ye Qingli as hard as if she had grasped the last straw in her life.

Ye Qingli never thought that a weak and petite thirteen-year-old girl would have such strength in her body.

She was actually strangled a little painfully.

But she didn't push her away.

She probably also hoped that she could have such strength to capture the warmth of ordinary people's homes that slipped away.

It's a pity that infant children have never had the ability to choose and change.

Even birth is not something that can be decided.

Ye Qinglidun's hand in the air was only placed on this thin and fragile body in the end, and slowly patted her back with great tenderness.

The strength in Xiaoyun's hand gradually relaxed, but the sadness in her voice did not have time to retreat, she said, "Miss, is the talisman brocade I gave you last time still there?" ”

Although Ye Qingli was a little strange, why she mentioned this, she still took off the brocade tied around her neck.

This, what she has always put on her body, and what others cherish in the palm of her hand, is given to her, and she can't be regarded as a mustard.

What's more, the person in front of her is the family she chose for herself in this life.

The meaning of these two words, for her and the child in front of her, is not so simple and casual.