Although Qing Huan didn't care, Fang He was still a little uneasy, and in this moment, he thought a lot, maybe because Qing Huan didn't give him a bad feeling, or maybe because her figure layer overlapped with Nan Liyue.

After thinking about it carefully, Fang He had already made a decision in his heart, so he spoke slowly.

"Hello, Miss Qinghuan, let's get acquainted again, my name is Fang He, a person from Jinghong Mountain."

"Hello, my name is Qinghuan." Although a moment ago, she had already known his real name from Fang He's mouth, but now under Fang He's formal self-introduction, her voice was pulled high.

Although it was just a formal self-introduction, Qing Huan clearly felt a trace of warmth from it, and even the eyes that looked at Fang He were faintly foggy.

It's been three years, and it's been three years since she was punished here to take care of the fruit trees, and it's not until today that she finally knows the origin of the figure in her heart.

After getting acquainted again, the thorn in Fang He's heart finally dissolved, and then he felt extremely transparent, this was also the first time he felt so refreshed since he came here, which made him exude an inexplicable charm at this moment, and his heart couldn't help throbbing when he saw it.

Of course, Qing Huan's face did not show it, how to say that she is also a woman, even if she is transformed by a giant snake, she is also a woman, and she still has to be a little reserved.

However, this kind of reserve has long been recognized by Fang He, but he has not penetrated it.

In his heart, everything except Nan Liyue was a floating cloud, and all the women were passers-by.

It's not that he's ruthless, on the contrary, this idea proves his infatuation even more, it's the scorching heat of having one person in his heart and being willing to keep the empty city alone, and it's the scrupulousness that doesn't stick to the leaves in the thousands of flowers.

Because of this, even if he has a good impression of Qinghuan, he has always kept a certain distance from her.

In the chat, Qing Huan also felt this sense of distance, which made the excitement and joy in her heart disappear again.

"Maybe he doesn't know much about me." In this regard, Qing Huan could only think so, and his mind had drifted to the clouds.

While she was in a daze, Fang He asked about some other things.

"Miss Qinghuan, do you know how to get out of here?"

"Huh? Oh, get out of here, it's very simple, just follow this road and keep going ahead, there is a cave at the end of the road, and after you get out of the cave, you can go to the real ..."For Fang He's question, Qing Huan, who was already a little ethereal, just relied on instinct to answer.

However, after saying it, she regretted it and quickly reached out to cover her mouth.

"What really?" Fang He didn't seem to notice her thoughts, so he hurriedly asked, with a hint of longing and hope in his eyes.

"The real Snake Valley." Seeing Fang He's hopeful expression, she couldn't help but say it, then pointed to a path next to her, closed her warm eyes, and looked a little depressed.

It is said to be a small road, but in Fang He's eyes, this is no different from the big road, and the reason for the visual gap between this statement and vision may be because Qing Huan's body is very large.

"Miss Qinghuan, thank you."

After knowing the way out, Fang He thanked Qing Huan, but looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to plan to leave immediately.

"Aren't you leaving?" Qing Huan, who had already closed his eyes, waited for a while and didn't feel Fang He's movement, and couldn't help but open his eyes and ask with doubts and hope.

"Well, not for now."

"Why?"

Originally, it was a question blurted out, but Qing Huan still showed a hint of hope after asking why.

In this regard, Fang He naturally saw it in his eyes, and he also had a different feeling for Qing Huan in his heart.

This feeling is different from that of Nan Liyue, for whom he is love, joy, protection, and longing, but for Qing Huan, he can't say what it feels like, but there is an obscure pity in his heart.

After this feeling, Fang He wanted to reach out and stroke her hair to give some comfort, but if he did this, it might cause a misunderstanding in Qing Huan's heart.

So, Fang He had to turn his head and try to extinguish this emotion in his heart.

But on second thought, maybe this is just self-righteousness, maybe she just thinks of me as a familiar person and wants to be friends with me, and it should be normal for ordinary friends to touch their heads with each other.

After thinking about this, Fang He turned his head and stretched out the hand that he hadn't stretched out just now, and then gently placed it on top of Qing Huan's head and patted it gently.

But Qing Huan's heart had already been filled by the person in front of her, but Fang He's small comforting action made her a little flattered, and her whole body trembled slightly, so that the fear caused by Fang He's turning his head in the last second was also washed away.

At the same time, the feelings for Fang He in my heart also deepened.

In this case, in fact, both sides are a little taken for granted, for Fang He, this kind of action can be regarded as a comfort between friends, but Qinghuan is a snake, without her permission, people will not touch her head, even if it is transformed, this is also the traditional etiquette of Snake Valley.

The reason why this is a tradition is because it has been passed down from generation to generation in Snake Valley, as a custom of choosing a mate, if you can be allowed to touch each other's head, it proves that both parties have the intention to marry, and after that, they will only live for each other, and everything will only be considered for each other.

So, in Fang He's gentle patting, she lowered her head, not wanting Fang He to see the flush on her face.

This time, the misunderstanding in Qing Huan's heart deepened, and when Fang He's hand was taken away from her head, she couldn't wait to immediately throw herself into Fang He's arms.

However, this thought was quickly suppressed by her, and she couldn't stop silently chanting "Reserved!" in her heart. Calm! At the same time, his right hand kept brushing the hair that fell down from his chest.

"What are you?" Fang He, who stopped stroking, saw Qing Huan's action, and there was confusion in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking.

"Nope! It's nothing. ”

Although Qing Huan replied quickly, he still seemed a little weak-hearted, which also made Fang He a little embarrassed for a while.

From this subtle movement, he had already guessed that Qing Huan might have some strange thoughts, but because he didn't know the traditions of Snake Valley, he didn't think about it in that direction.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

Fortunately, Qing Huan's action did not continue, and at the moment when Fang He just wanted to speak, she ran away and ran to the Sumeru space that belonged to her and had been alone for more than three years.