Hearing Ye Feiyan say this, Jun Lan's heart finally fell back to the ground, and his Yan'er should have lost his anger.

Jun Lan gently let go of Ye Feiyan, her face was filled with a happy smile, and her eyes were fixed on Ye Feiyan's eyes, "Yan'er, your husband is not full, and you have to eat another bowl, can you ask Yan'er to help her husband?" ”

Ye Feiyan glared at Jun Lan angrily, then pushed him away, and walked out with a slightly messy step.

Jun Lan was standing in place stupidly, and Ye Feiyan's glaring at him, which Ye Feiyan thought was angry, was actually charming and delicate, instantly made his heartbeat out of rhythm and lose his stability.

Jun Lan gently stroked his chest, feeling that the rhythm and way of his heartbeat seemed to be different from the past, cheerful, sweet, panicked, and there seemed to be a little trembling feeling, so that he was reluctant to raise his hand for a long time, afraid that as long as his hand left there, the feeling in his chest would disappear.

Ye Feiyan went to the kitchen, reheated the porridge that was a little cold, and then put it in a bowl, and when she returned to the house, she found Jun Lan still standing there in the same way she had gone out.

Hearing Ye Feiyan walk in, Jun Lan came back to his senses from his smirk, quickly turned around, took the porridge bowl in Ye Feiyan's hand, put it on the table, and pulled Ye Feiyan, who was shocked by his series of sudden movements, into his arms.

He thought that the novelty he felt when he saw her the day before yesterday, the impulsive stealing of incense when he hugged her in his arms in the afternoon, the kind of fun when he teased her at night, and the reluctance when he hugged her this morning, he already liked her, but the heartbeat that he had never experienced just now told him that that was the real liking, or a little deeper than liking.

"Yan'er, it's good to have you, I'm no longer alone." Since then, some people have been worried about whether he has eaten enough and dressed warmly.

Ye Feiyan gently hugged Jun Lan's waist, put her ear to his chest, listening to her irregular beating heart, the curvature of the corners of her mouth gradually expanded, "Jun Lan, it's good to have you, and I won't be alone." Later, "walking on this Yunzhou continent" did not speak, but just silently recited in her heart.

The panic and anxiety of coming here, the loneliness of being unaccompanied, and the wandering of not knowing where to go, seemed to have gradually subsided at this moment, and as long as she had the embrace she relied on, she was not afraid of anything.

An untimely belly roar came, and Ye Feiyan's face instantly turned red, and she withdrew from Junlan's arms and walked to the table.

"If you don't drink it again, the porridge will be cold." The tone is a little awkward, a little shy.

Jun Lan looked at Ye Feiyan, who naturally showed different sides in front of him, and his heart was filled with indescribable joy, "Yan'er, can you eat with your husband?" ”

As he spoke, Jun Lan had already walked to the table, picked up the porridge bowl, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and handed it to Ye Feiyan's mouth, the affection in his eyes seemed to overflow at any time.

Ye Feiyan glared at Jun Lan, and said as she walked towards the door, "You eat it yourself, I'll go and serve another bowl." Feeling relieved, the unassuming stomach began to protest.

Jun Lan had no choice but to put the porridge bowl on the table, sat down, looked at the porridge in the bowl, and recalled every little movement of Ye Feiyan, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

Ye Feiyan walked in with a bowl of porridge, and when she saw that Junlan's porridge was still motionless, she glared at him again, scooped up the porridge in Junlan's bowl with her own spoon, and tasted it, the temperature was okay.

"If you don't eat it again, I won't warm it up for you when it's cold." After speaking, he sat down and drank porridge by himself.