"Silly?" Xiao S shook in front of the man's face and said.

"Uh, you're a man?" The man was stunned and said.

"Sure, what do you think? Alas, you haven't told me what your name is? If you don't have a name, call it a silly hat, I think it's for you! Xiao S picked his chin and said.

"Silly hat? What does this mean, I thank you too much for your kindness, my name is Long Qingyang, please advise! ”

"Uh......" Xiao S was speechless for a little white like Long Qingyang, "Actually, I think the stupid hat is more suitable for you, or you will be called a stupid hat in the future?" ”

Long Qingyang thought for a while, then shook his head solemnly, and said, "No, my name was given by my father, and it can't be changed randomly, I'll still be called Long Qingyang!" ”

"Really?"

"Okay, Qingyang, I'll call you like this in the future!" Zichen really doesn't want such a simple baby to be bullied by Xiao S again, she will feel guilty. So he interrupted Xiao S's entanglement.

"Yes, master!" Long Qingyang walked up to Zichen and said, his innocent eyes revealing a curious gaze.

"Purple, from now on, the white head will never be separated from each other!" Ye Zichen, who was meditating and cultivating, vaguely heard a voice say.

Who? Who's talking?

Zichen looked around, where was he? Looking around, I couldn't find where the sound was coming from.

Then another woman's voice said, "Feng, I will be your wife for the rest of my life, if you don't leave, I will not give up!" ”

Hearing these two words, Zichen's heart hurt like a pinprick, "When you grow old, you will never be separated!" ”

When Zichen heard this, she felt that her heart was about to jump out, as if the man was saying it to herself, she wanted to see who the man who made such a promise was, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see where the man and woman who spoke were.

She followed the direction of the voice, kept walking, kept walking, and finally saw a woman in purple snuggled in the arms of a man in white, it should be them who just spoke......

Who the hell are they?

Where is it again?

How did she end up here?

Zichen looked around, there was nothing, she could only see the two people who depended on each other, she wanted to see what these two people looked like, why her feelings were so strong when she heard their words, but no matter how she looked at it, the two of them were blurry for a while, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

But Zichen was unwilling to give up, her heart had never been so urgent, she subconsciously felt that the man's voice was so familiar, listening to the man's words, she had an urge to cry.

However, at the same time, she still had this kind of anger in her heart, a kind of anger after being betrayed, which reminded her of Li Juefeng again, and the anger in her heart became more intense.

Who is the man?

Who was the woman in her arms?

Why does she feel that she is grieving for the woman, grieving for her, and hurting for her?

Zichen couldn't help but wonder, although she couldn't see the appearance of the woman and the man, she intuitively felt that those two must be rare beauties in heaven and earth.

The happiness and sweetness exuded by the woman, she can clearly feel it to outsiders, as if the person holding her is his favorite.

Although she couldn't see the woman's expression, she could feel the affection in her eyes.

But Zichen's heart hurt even more, I don't know why, it naturally revealed, it seems that it is because of the sweetness of the woman that makes her feel even more sad.