Fu Jun definitely didn't take many people on the road, and the small team looked very ordinary and low-key.

The interior of the carriage in the middle was very comfortable, and there was originally only Fu Junjue alone in the carriage, but then he was squeezed in by Yan Momo, who was tired outside, so it became two people, fortunately, it was spacious enough, and there was no problem with one more person.

Because of the more intersection with Fu Junjue, Yan Momo's attitude naturally became a lot more casual, revealing some of his true nature. Originally, she didn't have much class concept, no matter how she said Fu Jun, she was definitely the thigh she wanted to hug, and she was the one who wanted to build a good relationship and please her. And she was already more big-hearted, no matter what happened, she wouldn't care so much, so she didn't care about Fu Junjue's 'oppression' on her before.

It was too boring along the way, at first Yan Momo was very well-behaved and sat quietly, but later it was too boring to sit for a long time, the atmosphere was too embarrassing, she was uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but start looking around and chatting with Fu Junjue. Seeing that Fu Jun was never angry and didn't say anything to her, he had the courage to continue to speak, most of them were Yan silently talking to himself, asking and answering himself, saying some meaningless feelings, and occasionally opening Qingqi's brain, Fu Jun never let her shut up, let Yan Mo be alone there and let herself become a chatterbox, and occasionally reply to her, although the attitude was still so cold and indifferent.

At first, he wanted to hear if he could find anything useful, but after listening to it, he found that it was something of little practical value, and it was of little use to him. But although it is noisy, sometimes those jumping thoughts are a little bit interesting, and it doesn't affect him anything, so he just let her go.

In fact, Yan Momo was trying very hard to brush Fu Jun's favorability, but he didn't know how to brush it.

There was also tea in the carriage, and Yan silently said that when he was tired, he unceremoniously poured it and drank it himself, and also found some snacks from the space that had been put in before.

Some of them were bought when she went out with Luo Ying, and some of them were leftovers that were easier to preserve, and there were several fruits, and I felt that those who prepared food for her must have felt that she had a great appetite and could eat them.

"Eat?" Yan silently picked up a small biscuit and handed it to Fu Junjue and asked, in fact, it was what it meant.

Fu Junjue watched Yan silently take out the food out of thin air, and he was not too surprised, and guessed that it was taken out of the space mystery weapon she said.

But does she use the precious space artifact for snacks?

"No, you don't."

She knew it.

Yan silently withdrew his hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "Okay, then I'll eat it myself." ”

Fu Jun didn't care about her eating alone, and sat in his place with his eyes closed.

Maybe she'll be quieter when she eats.

……

"Fu Junjue?" Yan silently shouted softly.

Fu Junjue opened his eyes and replied coldly, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's just that it suddenly occurred to me, after knowing each other for so long, I still don't know what your identity is, what should I pay attention to by your side?"

Looking at the qi (yan) degree (zhi), she has always felt that Fu Jun is definitely not an ordinary person, and there must be some special identity, but no one has told her, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to ask too much at first, because she heard that she knew too much and died quickly. She hadn't lived in that place before, and there was no one else, so she didn't think it mattered if she didn't know, so she didn't care much, and she had to get by. But if she wants to go outside, she has to have a little bottom in her heart no matter what she says.