The warm breath of the sun instantly poured into his nose, and Mo Dyexiang's eyes suddenly widened, and she was ready to push away this nostalgic warm embrace in a panic. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

A white and tender hand gently stroked the top of her hair, "Good~, don't move, let my mother hug you." ”

The faint tone was full of pity, and the ink dyed incense froze, just like that, she maintained a posture of not retreating, lost in this warm inclusion.

Yan Bei touched the top of her hair and slowly took her into his arms, like a child, heart to heart clinging to each other, feeling each other.

She doesn't know if the system has done something to her, and now whenever she encounters a mission goal, she will always unconsciously want to be good to her.

Or perhaps, in fact, because of the enhancement of her five senses, she is more able to empathize with the mission goal.

At this moment, she could feel the grievances of the seventeen-year-old girl in her arms, the desire in her heart, and the self-protection she pretended to be like a hedgehog.

All of this made her feel so distressed.

【Ding! Eat, Mother's value +50, current Mother's value 50/100]

Everyone has the right to be loved, at this moment, listening to the system prompt, Yan Bei, who felt sorry for his daughter, still couldn't help but want to scold the original author: Author, you are too cruel!

"Woo woo woo so touched"

Hey? What the hell is this sound!

Yan Bei raised his head and looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw Zhu Zaozao, who was wiping his nose with his sleeve.

The face is flushed and the eyes are hazy with tears, but he is crying?!

Well? Why does your chest feel wet too?

"Uncle Mo, don't cry, I want to cry even more when I see you crying."

"Ahhh I can't help it! I miss my mom so much! Woowoo"

So, Yan Bei was stunned and watched Zhu Zao open his arms and pounce on him, hugging her, lying on her shoulder and crying loudly.

Xiao Duo: Ask for the shadow area in Yan Bei's heart at this moment.

Yan Bei: My heart is dark now!

Half an hour later

Yan Bei looked at the wet clothes on his chest, and then at the sticky water stain on his right shoulder, and asked in a tone without fluctuation:

"I said, have you cried enough?"

"Uh-huh!" Zhu Zaozao chick nodded as if pecking rice, and left Yan Bei's back with snot in embarrassment.

Yes! After venting, my mood is really much better~

"Good luck! Can you restrain your current emotions? Yan Bei asked coldly.

Hearing this, Zhu Zao immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to make another sound.

Seeing that she was quite sensible, Yan Bei then looked down at the ink-dyed incense that was still lying on his chest, barely kept smiling, and comforted him in a good voice:

"Be good, don't cry, my mother knows that you are wronged, but you can't cry anymore, put aside all the previous bad things and start again."

"Uh-huh." Mo Ran Xiang nodded lightly, carefully lifted the corner of the veil and wiped the tears on her face, and then pulled away from Yan Bei's arms.

"Wait a minute." Yan Bei stopped her and asked tentatively, "Can you let me see your face?" Perhaps, I can fix it. ”

Mo Dyexiang's face was painted by herself, and she has been wearing a black veil since then, and there is no mention of whether her injury is healed or not.

However, seeing the look of vigilance in Mo Dyed Xiang's eyes, Yan Bei suddenly felt that his request seemed a little inappropriate.

"Well, if it's inconvenient, it's fine, just because I didn't ask just now, okay?" Yan Bei let go of her hand and smiled gently.

Seeing her relieved, Mo Dyexiang's heart that was still secretly embarrassed suddenly fell.

Chong Yan Bei smiled lightly, and opened his mouth to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he didn't know what to call it now, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Seeing her embarrassment, Yan Bei said shamelessly: "In the future, when there are no outsiders, call her mother." ”

"This" Mo Dye Xiang choked in her throat, looked Yan Bei up and down, and asked worriedly: "Dare to ask, how long do you live?" ”

After asking, I felt that the word Gao Shou was a little inappropriate to describe the purple-shirted woman in front of me who was as young as an eighteen girl, for fear that she would be angry and doubly worried.

Feeling her caution, Yan Bei swallowed back the scolding that came to his mouth, squeezed out a smile, and replied seriously:

"Don't look at me young, it's all well-maintained."

"And how old are you?" Zhu Zaozao couldn't help but ask out loud.

When the words fell, he immediately received a cold look from Yan Bei: "A woman's age can't be asked by the way!" Understand?! ”

"Understood!" Zhu was immediately cowardly, shrunk his neck and secretly stuck out his tongue, and almost stepped on thunder in the secret way.

"And you!" Yan Bei turned his gaze to the ink dyeing incense, which suddenly became a little cautious, and said with a smile:

"For me, you don't need to be so careful, a mother will not reduce her love for her because she has done something wrong."

"Alright, go back and get ready." Yan Bei waved his hand and began to pick people up.

Mo Dye Xiang was slightly stunned, and glanced at her loving gaze greedily, and then the corners of her mouth smiled, with a hint of joy, and left.

As soon as she left, the love in Yan Bei's eyes quickly faded, and on the side of her head, her fierce gaze went straight to the window, and the sharp fierceness almost wanted to pierce the window.

The two who had been lying on the window to inquire about the news suddenly felt like a man's back, and they hurriedly took their eyes back.

Shocked in his heart, he silently glanced at each other, turned around and walked away quickly, for fear that the owner of the house would kill him.

Zhu in the room saw Yan Bei's suddenly sharp gaze, which seemed to be a reaction, and asked worriedly:

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just two eavesdroppers." Feeling that the aura of the two disappeared in the opposite room, Yan Bei hooked his lips and sneered, turned his head to look at Zhu Zaozao, and admonished:

"For the past three days, don't leave the room if you have nothing to do, just stay in this room and study the ingredients you need."

"Huh?" Zhu Zaozao was a little surprised, and asked in surprise: "Uncle Shizu, how do you know that I am short of ingredients?" ”

Because the old lady knows your script!

He replied in his heart, but Yan Bei smiled mysteriously on his face, and said lightly: "On this trip, you came to the door by yourself to beg me to take you into the secret realm, plus you, a little girl, are only interested in ingredients, if I can't guess your careful thoughts, this age will be in vain." ”

After speaking, without looking at Zhu Zaozao's flattering smile, he pulled a futon and threw it at her feet, then sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to cultivate.

Ever since she felt the feeling of being suppressed on Lang Sandao, she felt that it was a waste of time for her to spend her daytime having fun before.

It's been a long time since she's feeling like she wants to improve her strength quickly, and it's good to do this now.

Take out the flower bandage, take out the sewing kit, put the cloth on it, everything is ready, pick up the flower bandage and start embroidering.