In the evening, Grandma Yun cooked, and Cheng Yanqiu started to do what he could in the kitchen.

As for Feng Yin, when her hair was dried by Cheng Yanqiu, she was already asleep.

The wind moaned in my sleep, I only felt wet, and my brain didn't go online in time, thinking about it, was it raining in the forest?

No, she remembered that she had found a cave.

The wind groaning that tried to open his eyes, and the next second there was a snort.

"Woo ——-"

Allah's cry and Cheng Yanqiu's panicked footsteps merged together at this moment.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Yanqiu had an unpeeled garlic clove in his hand, and ran out in a panic.

At this moment, Feng Yin, with a disgusted expression, took away the paper on the coffee table and wiped his face.

Ala, who was closest to him, didn't know if he sensed something, and retreated.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Feng Yin was fine, Cheng Yanqiu's eyes wandered between Feng Yin and Allah, and he always felt that something had happened.

"What's wrong? You ask it! ”

Feng Yin rarely looked like a child, without stability, and pointed a finger at Allah to complain.

"Wang--Wang--Wang-"

"Okay, you're still reasonable, aren't you?"

"Woo Woo Woo T

"Don't make excuses for yourself here, you did it on purpose, saliva is all over my face, this is the evidence!"

Wind Yin and Allah, one by one, quarreled.

Cheng Yanqiu finally figured it out.

For a while, looking at the childish wind moan and the unmistakable Allah, he really wanted to laugh.

But after exhausting a lot of strength, Cheng Yanqiu held back.

You can't laugh, and if you do, you'll probably be expelled from the house.

"Allah, how can you do this, apologize to the wind moan."

As soon as Cheng Yanqiu finished speaking, he got the eyes of Allah you are a negative man.

"No, I'm not ——-"

Before Cheng Yanqiu could finish explaining, Allah ran away.

It's not trying to be in the wind!

Hum!

It's a tsundere dog!

Allah ran away, and Windmoan's brain came to its senses.

Feng Yin, who was wiping his face, suddenly smiled, got up from the sofa, stretched his body, looked in the direction of Ala, and said, "You must be missing me, I'm embarrassed, it seems that I need to communicate with Ala." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Allah, who was frightened and retreated.

Cheng Yanqiu looked at the childish Feng Yin, smiled dotingly, and said to Allah: "Allah, play well with Feng Yin." ”

Allah gave Cheng Yanqiu a look again, let's experience it for yourself!

Cheng Yanqiu didn't care, he liked the relaxation of the wind in front of him.

After a while, the sound of Allah's screaming came from inside the house, but the voice was a little miserable, pleading, and I didn't know how the wind was communicating.

Grandma Yun in the kitchen, listening to the sound outside, had more smiles on her face.

How nice, it's lively.

It would be better if there was a small child.

Thinking of Grandma Yun here, she looked at Cheng Yanqiu next to her, and Cheng Yanqiu, who felt the sight, looked into Grandma Yun's eyes.

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

"You call me grandma, don't you have any other ideas?"

Cheng Yanqiu has always been smart, he understood.

"Yes, but my body, I don't quite dare."

Hearing Grandma Yun here, she empathizes, why shouldn't she.

"I don't think the wind cares."

Cheng Yanqiu thought of the wind and groaned, and the smile on his face was so gentle.

"She definitely doesn't care, she's so good."