This thing, when she was still in the Ten Killings Realm in the past, Mo Yinxing, who got along with her as Amer, often made it for her to eat.

At that time, she wondered how this preserved egg was made, and how it felt so strange when she ate it in her mouth.

Later, she got used to eating, and she felt okay again.

And now.

She remembered what Mo Yinxing said just now, that he in this world and him in another world were equivalent to the same person, after the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork was served and handed to her.

She scooped a spoonful with a soup spoon with a very solemn expression, blew it cold, handed it to her mouth, and tasted it carefully.

Mo Yinxing's preserved egg and lean porridge has been eaten more than 100 times, and she can accurately guess what it tastes like as soon as she eats it.

And now the porridge in the mouth, whether it is salty or light, or the taste of porridge, is very familiar.

It's like the young man in front of her just said.

He and the Mo Yinxing she knew were indeed the same person!

While she was pondering this matter, sixteen-year-old Mo Yinxing was watching her expression nervously across from her.

I wonder if she thinks his cooking is too unpalatable, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw her suddenly raise her eyes, and the different pupils met his, making his heart beat a beat slower.

"How. What's wrong? ”

The girl's expression was complicated, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the preserved egg and lean porridge in front of her, and replied to him in a dumb voice: "What you said before is indeed not wrong, the porridge you made is almost no different from the one he made in terms of taste." ”

"You, that's him."

But what she didn't quite understand was that if this was the case, why did Mo Yin do him, and in what form did he enter the Dachang Dynasty?

She stared at Mo Yinxing with different pupils, staring at him a little embarrassed to turn his head, and used a spoon to stir the hot porridge in the bowl, driving some white hot smoke to raise his delicate eyebrows, and asked her in a muffled voice what the one she knew looked like.

"How old is that I you met, and is he good to you? He's there with you, isn't there?"

Speaking of the back, Mo Yinxing's voice paused, his voice became a little dry, and then he finished the sentence as if he had made up a lot of determination.

"Did you find what he wanted to work for?"

It's not like he is now, he can't even figure out why he is alive.

Ning Xiang's appearance here should be related to the matter that Mo Yinxing asked later.

This is also what she wants to figure out at the moment, and of course she can't answer him.

can only pick the ones who can go back to him one by one.

"The one I met, you, who is now twenty years old, is very good to me, and as for what you asked later, I can't give you an answer, because I don't know."

"Twenty years old"

So in other words, does he still need to wait four years before he can actually go to her world and live with her?

He originally wanted to ask Ning Xiang this question.

But her physical condition seemed to be very poor, and after eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, she began to rub her temples with her hands, looking very uncomfortable.

I could only suppress these doubts first, and when she put down the chopsticks and spoon, and seemed to have eaten, he took her upstairs and returned to his bedroom.

"You sleep, I'll make a bunk, and if there is anything at that time, you can call me directly."

It just so happens that the next few days are a small long vacation, and he can have enough time to spend with her.

That is, she doesn't disappear as suddenly as she did eight years ago.

The next morning, after Mo Yinxing woke up, his mother's puzzled voice echoed in his ears.

"What are you sleeping on the ground for? Is the empty bed there for ghosts to sleep on? ”

He knew that others couldn't see Ning Xiang, and after sitting up, when he subconsciously looked at the position on the bed, he asked his mother why she came back suddenly.

"The flight was delayed, and I didn't officially take off until the evening, so I came back first."

The woman's words were not taken into Mo Yinxing's ears at this moment.

He looked at the empty bed, and while his brain was buzzing, there was a sudden strong feeling of stuffiness and discomfort in his chest.

"I'm going to leave again when I come back to take a shower, you remember to take care of yourself these days, schoolwork or something, even if I'm not there, you can't slack off, understand?"

"yes, I see."

The young man's eyes changed back to the hollow appearance that Ning Xiang had when she didn't appear.

He replied in a hoarse voice, stood up and watched his mother leave, and his whole body was like a plant that had been drained of life, and instantly wilted, and lowered his head so that the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes, revealing only the bridge of his nose and the tight lips.

"Whoa."

When the sliding door of the balcony outside the room was slammed, a clear female voice accompanied it.

"Mo Yinxing, did your mother come back just now?"

The girl's back was bathed in the golden morning light, the green silk blown by the wind reflected the fine golden light, and she was still wearing his pajamas, and her spirit looked much better than yesterday.

He stared at her for a while, not replying to her question.

It wasn't until she frowned that he rushed straight at her like a small cannonball, crashing into her arms.

"Ning Xiang, you didn't leave."

It's really, great.

The strength of the young man around her waist was very strong, and Ning Xiang was a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't say anything about it, but looked down at the boy who was half a head shorter than her: "I didn't leave, you are so dignified, what is this?" ”

Mo Yinxing didn't dare to tell her, he was reluctant to let her go.

After suppressing the sourness that had already risen on the tip of his nose, he raised the peach blossom eyes that were originally hidden in the shadow of his broken hair, and his water-like eyes shone into the light at this moment, reflecting Ning Xiang's stunned face, and lied: "No, I'm afraid that you will leave without saying goodbye again, wasting the plan I thought of yesterday." ”

He still didn't let go, and continued to hold Ning Xiang's delicate body, his chest filled with a deep sense of pleasure and satisfaction, like a kitten who had received a favorite toy.

Ning Xiang looked at his flickering dark eyes and guessed that he wasn't telling the truth.

After glancing at the hand that was still holding her waist tightly, he raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Really?" ”

The boy's acting skills were clumsy, and after blinking his long eyelashes quickly, he let out a "hmm" in his voice.

"Okay, should you loosen my waist first? Otherwise, I thought you were reluctant to let me go. ”

She told the truth, and the liar's ears were bleeding, and after retracting his hands in a panic, he told him what he was going to take her to his secret base.

Ning Xiang asked carefully, only to know that this so-called secret base was a place that only he knew and frequented.

Now, he was willing to take her there.

What this means is self-evident.

It's just that she didn't expect that Mo Yinxing in the past would have an unusual mind for her so quickly.

The current Mo Yinxing → very insecure and afraid of the little chick that his wife left~

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