Chapter 89: You Must Not Forget Me 4
"Why are you still crying?" He asked her, frowning with a pair of good-looking eyebrows and a hint of impatience in his tone.
"I am...... Is it uncomfortable......" Ye Qiqi looked at his expression like ice, and suddenly felt even more aggrieved, and the tears that had been finally stopped fell straight down in an instant.
“……”
Mo Hanqing watched her tears fall like beads with broken threads, and couldn't help but have a headache.
Didn't he just ask, why did he cry again......
"Don't cry." He frowned, looking at the petite and cute figure in front of him, and only felt a pain in his head.
She cries and cries like this, but she is not as cute as her usual fierce appearance.
"I ...... I don't want to cry either...... But I can't stop ......" Ye Qiqi sobbed and whispered while wiping his tears with his sleeve, "What's more...... I feel bad in my heart, you are still so fierce to me......"
“……”
Mo Hanqing's dark and deep eyes looked straight at her.
He's fierce?
Where is he murderous......
After the two of them came out of the maze, he only said two words in total.
Mo Hanqing sighed a little helplessly, pulled the corners of his mouth, then reached out and patted Ye Qiqi's head gently, and said in a slightly gentle voice: "Okay, don't cry." ”
"Hmm......" Ye Qiqi raised his head and looked at his delicate and handsome face, although the expression on his face looked a little awkward at the moment, it was finally not as cold as before.
"Don't cry......"
Mo Hanqing really didn't know how to comfort others, hesitated for a moment, he reached out and grabbed Ye Qiqi's wrist, and with a little force, he dragged her whole person into his arms.
His other hand wrapped around her skinny body from behind and gently patted her shoulder.
Ye Qiqi's little head nestled in his chest, and after being slightly stunned, he actually began to cry at the top of his throat.
“……”
Mo Hanqing's hand stroking her shoulder suddenly stopped, he lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and looked at someone crying loudly in his arms, and suddenly one head became two big.
Seeing that Ye Qiqi was crying more and more, Mo Hanqing finally couldn't help but take a deep breath, his voice seemed to float out from between his teeth, and he shouted gloomily:
"Ye Qiqi."
"Woo woo woo ......"
Ye Qiqi answered vaguely while crying.
"Don't cry!" Mo Hanqing's voice carried a cold chill in it, and he roared at her.
“……”
Ye Qiqi was immediately shocked by his roar.
The whole person immediately stopped sobbing.
She raised her head, with crystal tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, looked at Mo Hanqing who was full of anger, and then subconsciously shrunk her neck.
"Are you still crying?" Mo Hanqing squinted her eyes and looked at her dangerously.
Ye Qiqi hurriedly shook his head, stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, lowered his head, and stopped talking.
"Now we have come out of the mausoleum, but we are still in this rolling mountain." Mo Hanqing looked at her lowered head, gritted her teeth and said, "If we can't find our way back to Feihe Villa, we have to continue to stay in this mountain forest, you know?" ”
"Hmm!" Ye Qiqi hurriedly nodded vigorously, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Childe...... Your flare...... What else ......?"