Her footsteps also stopped suddenly, why hadn't she thought about this problem? But......

"Mo'er doesn't want a father, Mo'er who doesn't like my mother doesn't want it, I just want my mother, as long as my mother ......" Night dust ink is exquisite, he wants it very much, but if he wants to choose, he would rather not have a father, as long as his mother, in the past five years, mother and son have depended on each other, and the relationship between mother and son has long been deep-rooted. In his heart, the world has always been big, and his mother is the biggest.

"Mo'er ......"

"Mother, Mo'er doesn't want a father, Mo'er only needs a mother." Xiao Momo threw himself into Yeyun's arms, his originally shining black eyes were already full of tears, his teary eyes were so pitiful, the little master was sad, and the little hairball was also sad, sitting on Yechenmo's shoulder, he kept stretching out his paws and scratching them, and then stretched out his tongue to lick them.

Looking at his son's tears, Yeyun's heart softened, he held Xiao Momo in his arms, patted him lightly on the back, and whispered, "Mo'er, my mother is sorry for you." ”

"Mother's ......"

Yeyun knows her selfishness, even if she understands that Gong Yutian is good to her, she still can't accept it openly, she is weak, if she is really weak, who will protect her son, who will hold up a piece of heaven for her son? What's more, she only has one son, Ye Chenmo is her only reliance in this world, man, for her, is not as reliable as gold, if it is really reliable, she would rather live with gold for a lifetime, because people will always betray, people's hearts will not be eternal, only gold will not betray themselves, buy what they want.

"Gong Yutian, from now on, our well water will not interfere with river water." Yeyun turned around and led Ye Chenmo away, everything in Tianqi City had already settled, and he didn't want to have too many entanglements with him, leaving him with a cold back.

She has always known that this man can't see through it, not to mention that he has a grudge against the Twelve Ancestral Witches, except for a demon palace and the entire continent as enemies, he is still the Seven Kings of Beifeng.

How great his ability is, how much danger exists, not for himself, for the sake of his son, he can't be involved too much with him, everyone knows that the waste Yeyun of Tianqi City has a lot to do with the Lord of the Demon Palace, and after leaving, the name Yeyun can no longer be used.

Gong Yutian's face was very gloomy, his narrow purple eyes were dark and deep, the cold light tightly locked her back, scorching to the extreme, the tight lip line, the indifferent outline, the sunset fell, a waning moon drilled out of the clouds, the sky faintly left only the last ray of light, illuminating his body, silently sighing, he took a step, walked slowly, not fast, not slow, elegant and expensive, the clothes rose in the wind, and the purple hair also flew.

Rao is like this, and people can't help but sigh, it's really demonic.

"You weren't like this six years ago...... Gong Yutian's deep voice suddenly sounded, and the night cloud shadow did not move in the darkness, but did not look back.

"What the hell are you afraid of?" His deep voice was a little dignified, but also a little joking, "Or are you really afraid of being responsible for this king?" ”

Yeyun's eyes wandered for a while, what was she afraid of?

What she is afraid of is the human heart after all! Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

"Speaking of which, you were a lot more than you are now six years ago, and you ...... that night But he almost killed the king. Gong Yutian remembered that night six years ago, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, but he opened his mouth seriously.