Feng Qianqian, who was stuck in memories and couldn't extricate herself, pressed her eyes in pain, desperately trying to suppress those useless tears, but to no avail.

Suddenly, she only felt that her hands were tight, and then the pressure on her eyes disappeared, and a force fell on her shoulders, and with a slight force, she saw her whole person into her arms.

In the next second, a familiar deep voice sounded, "What's wrong?" ”

It's okay not to ask, this question Feng Qianqian suddenly became even more aggrieved, she sniffed, shrunk herself into a small ball and buried herself in the man's arms, her eyes couldn't stop flowing, soaking the man's clothes.

Yun Yiyun hugged the person in his arms tighter, and slapped his big hand on the girl's back to ease her.

Feng Qianqian cried for a long time, and finally looked up at Yun Yiyun slowly as if she had finished venting her bad emotions.

When she saw the angular and delicate handsome face, and the golden eyes, she completely forgot what she wanted to say.

So, what should I call it now?

This face is Mu Yunshen's face, but the voice and eye color are Yun Yiyan's, and what is even more tangled is that there has always been a voice in Mao's heart that thinks Yun Yiyun looks the same as her?

Yun Yirong looked at her stunned expression, rubbed her hair regretfully, and then gently wiped the tears that were still hanging in the corners of her eyes.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Feng Qianqian sniffled, this voice, this tone, exactly the same as the usual feeling of Yun Yiyun's speech.

"Can you tell me what I should call you before I talk about me?"

"Mu Yunshen, or Yun Yiyun?"

Yun Yirong pursed his lips, today he finally sent the suspicious emperor back to the house and heard that she had left, and when he learned that she really didn't remember what happened last night, he felt lost in his heart.

It seems that the girl who relied on her yesterday turned around and disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, she changed back to the Feng Qianqian who had been trying to avoid him.

He really wanted to pour her another sip of wine, and then build a winery, take her away, hide her, and it didn't matter if she tortured her all the time.

But yesterday's events let him know that at least Feng Qianqian was not so resistant to him, at least, she still remembered him when no one knew him.

So he thought about it and couldn't wait to come to him and come to her for his true face.

Feng Qianqian saw that he had not answered for a long time, and shouted dissatisfiedly. "Hey, you're talking!"

Yun Yirong looked at her impatient, hooked her lips and smiled, and was about to speak, but heard a sound outside the door.

"Little Qianqian, have you slept? I cooked porridge for you! ”

Hua Jin's shadow magnified countless times on the door, and at this moment, Feng Qianqian looked like a demon!

She frantically broke free from Yun Yirong's arms, and circled around the ground like a headless fly.

"Well, I slept...... Go back! ”

"Sleep a fart! The hungry voices trembled! Open the door for the old lady, eat something and go to sleep! ”

Because I didn't eat for three days during the sacrifice, I didn't eat for another day today, and I drank some wine yesterday inside and out, and I can't stand this kind of body!

Thinking of this, Hua Jinse threatened delicately.

"Feng Qianqian! I advise you to take the initiative......"

Feng Qianqian hugged her head and scurried, looked at Yun Yirong helplessly, and muttered quietly. "What to do! What to do! ”

Yun Yirong raised his eyebrows, and the old god leaned on the side of the bed on the ground. "Can't I see anyone?"