After the three of them came out of the bath, they saw the different eyes of everyone and felt hairy in their hearts. They were all pulled to the table together, staring at the table as usual, all the food they liked to eat, and they didn't feel any difference. But why do they seem to be looking forward to it?

It wasn't until they gave their things like gifts that the three of them had strange expressions on their faces. It's not a holiday, it's a birthday, why do you suddenly give gifts, do you think they can't come back, give the last gift?

"Don't think about it, this is just a little bit of our mind, I hope you can go over there with our expectations and work hard." Mo Fan could guess what they were thinking nonsense by looking at the expressions of others, and immediately explained.

Mo Fan also took out the gifts, but there were only two gifts, no An Feng's. It was packed in two small gift bags, Mo Lan and Qianyin took it blankly, and then opened it to see that it was actually a long hakama.

It's all black, but it looks like the embroidery on it is different.

Next, all the gifts were sent one by one, and the three of them were inexplicably moved. The eyes turned quietly red, a feeling they had never felt before.

Kang Mu didn't know what was going on with everyone, because he hadn't prepared anything, so he could only watch this strange gift-giving dinner inexplicably. During the day he went to work at the police station. In the face of Baiqiao's entanglement, he was very disturbed, and when he went home and saw Qianyin, he was much happier.

"Thank you" is the only one sentence that the three of them can say, and the rest will be proved by action.

"Thank you, thank you, you must protect yourself well, and eat quickly." Old Man Mo said with a smile.

Everyone started the action of picking vegetables again, serving vegetables to those they like, and dishes to important people. Only Mo Lan, An Feng, and Qianyin basically didn't touch the chopsticks, because the dishes were piled up in their bowls.

Every dinner that everyone sat down to enjoy was so warm and satisfying. The flavor of this house began to become stronger and mellower, but one day it will be separated, and I don't know if it will come later that day

After dinner, the three of them were very tired, and returned to their respective rooms to get ready for bed, turning away those who wanted to ask questions. The three of them thought that they were not going to leave tomorrow, and they cared about whether it would be too early

Immortal Lao was the first to be bearish, since Grandma Shufeng left, his concern for everyone did not decrease, but it became lighter. Qianyin's position will always be more important, this is his only apprentice.

"Let's rest early, get up early tomorrow and cook food for them to accompany them, they will get up in a few days." Don't disturb them to rest, they are already tired after the bombing today. ”

After the immortal elder finished speaking, he walked directly to the courtyard, ignoring these people who were a little lost.

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately went back to the room and did what they had to do.

Where can Mo Lan and An Feng sleep

The two men turned off the lights in their rooms and quietly looked at the dark colors around them. Holding hands, the tip of his nose panting. They are really not sure how many mines the boss has, and if they run into it again, no, it should be said that it is really encountered. Will they really come back unscathed?

"What are you thinking" Mo Lan pulled An Feng's hand and asked in a low voice.

"What are you thinking" An Feng didn't answer the rhetorical question, he could feel that Mo Lan's mood was very unstable, and the breath he exhaled was very rapid. There must be something to worry about.

"I'm thinking about the big battle with the boss, and I'm so confused and unsure. I never thought about it, but because they messed it up like this, I began to think a little bit about preparing for my future. Mo Lan reluctantly said the uneasiness in her heart.

An Feng smirked and hugged Mo Lan into his arms, face to face, saw that familiar face through the night, and gently imprinted a kiss on his forehead. Reaching out and gently stroking Mo Lan's hair, he soothed her restless heart, and used the resolute aura of his body to drive away her fear.

Mo Lan smirked dumbly, and only when An Feng hugged her could she feel that An Feng belonged to her and was her person.

I haven't been able to understand what An Feng did wrong to make her so insecure

Sometimes I wonder where Mo Lan used to go, when she started to become so vulnerable, and when she began to fear death

They breathed rapidly and sprayed on Mo Lan's face.

Mo Lan suddenly laughed, feeling that An Feng was so cute like this, she ignored all other things that she shouldn't think about, and hugged this man tightly. With him in the sky, this man will protect her.

"Don't get cranky, early

Rest. Tomorrow morning get up and take a walk with them. Give them a certain sense of security, and they will obediently wait here for us to come back. ”

Mo Lan could only nod, then leaned into her warm embrace and fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, in such a hugging posture, there is always one person who is very tired.

Of course, the tired person is the person who stretches out his hand to wrap around the head of another person, of course this person is An Feng, but he is almost used to it, and when he gets up in the morning, his arm is numb. With a slight movement, that hand can be intact as before. Being able to sleep with your beloved woman is hard and not worth worrying about.

Everyone was asleep, and only Chine was still staring at the scar on her leg. This is the second scar on her body, and it turned out to be her own. Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a mocking smile. Looking up at the window, I miss the man.

At the critical moment, An Feng protected Mo Lan and fell to the ground together, how could she forget that if that man was still there and loved her as before, maybe she was also the one who was protected.

Thinking about it, he took out his phone and sent a message to the person.

Chiyin: I miss you

After waiting for a long time, the person didn't sleep and replied to the message, but it hurt a little.

Cold-blooded: Rest early

Qianyin didn't think about it, and sent another one, hoping to get the answer she wanted. She gave him a chance, and it really was his last chance.

Chiyin: Do you still love me?

Cold-blooded: Rest early

Again, Qianyin went crazy and sent the same message again.

Chiyin: Do you still love me?

More than ten minutes passed, and there was still no one replying to the message, and the tears in the corners of Qianyin's eyes finally couldn't help but slide down, and every drop stabbed her heart. What's wrong with her, when did she become dust under everyone's feet?

She doesn't believe in love anymore

Throwing the phone aside, holding the pillow, crying, enjoying the loneliness of the night, and falling asleep silently.

The man who was also lying on the bed in tears, gritted his teeth tightly, stared at the mobile phone without saying a word, "Do you love me", and kept asking in his heart: What's wrong with him

Reaching out and touching the scar on his face, everything was impossible.