Sweetheart,Come Back!

Rong Zhen is silent.

Zhao Yan looks at the white hair inlaid in Rong Zhen's hair. Her heart aches. The Meizu people are very slow to grow old. If it wasn't for repeated blows, she would not have white hair at this age.

I'm sorry. At that time, I didn't want to tell you, but I couldn't tell you how happy you looked

Rong Zhen finally raised her head and looked at her face, which was very similar to that of Mu Jin Yan after her transformation. Her heart shrank for a moment, and her eyes were slowly covered with tears. She lifted her hand and stroked his cheek.

Zhao Yan's body was stiff for a moment. He raised his hand and held Rongzhen's hand which stroked his face. Rongzhen did not avoid it and let him hold it.

Rong Zhen: "those years, very hard."

Zhao Yan nose a sour, almost fell to tears, shook his head, "not hard, just bitter you and the children."

In those years, every time Rong Zhen saw the imperial edict, his body was full of scars. She did not dare to think about how much he suffered.

"Did I frighten you like this?" The imperial edict lowered his head and looked at the clan pattern on his body.

Rong Zhen shakes her head.

Two people no longer speak, a half kneeling, quietly looking at each other, as if to see the end of time.

***

in the room.

Anyin sits in front of the dresser, combing her long hair.

Qin Jian takes a bath and looks at an Yin sitting in front of the dressing table. She is silent for a moment and walks over. She puts her hands on her shoulders and makes her lean towards him. "All the hair is being combed off."

Before he went into the bathroom, anyin was sitting here.

Anyin came back and put down her comb. "I don't know how they were chatting."

"Good." Qin Jian picked up anyin and sat down by the bed. Anyin sat on his body with his legs apart.

"How do you know?"

"Very quiet."

The hearing of werewolves is more than ten times that of ordinary people. Qin Jian is a variant werewolf, and his hearing is far better than that of ordinary werewolves.

As long as he was willing to listen, he could hear the sound in the living room clearly.

Even if he doesn't want to listen, if there's something going on, he can hear it.

But there was only a uniform breath in the living room.

If Rong Zhen's mood is unstable, his breath will not be so stable, so he can conclude that Rong Zhen and Zhao Yan get along well.

Qin Jian pinched an Yin's chin and kissed her, "my mother-in-law is not a stupid person, but the imperial edict has not explained the situation in those years, so that she wants to change the way, and after passing the heart of the Kan, she will understand."

"Well." Anyin nodded.

"Don't talk about your mother-in-law, just say you. Are you over the ridge in your heart?"

An Yin is silent. She is not unable to pass the heart, but has a burst of resentment, "today I see the real body of the imperial edict, and I have a kind of unreal feeling. I was afraid that Yue would grow up like him

Qin Jian smile, arm ring to her back, put the woman into the arms, "how? Afraid that the son will not follow his father

Anyin blushed for a while, and he changed into a wolf cub. He was simple and cute. He was more beautiful than Er Bao.

Qin Jian was angry and funny, "which one can compare a son with a dog."

An Yin: "it's just

Qin Jian: "if you really can't rest assured, go out and have a look?"

"Wait a little longer." An Yin's intuition is not suitable to go out now.

"Then you go to sleep first. I'll help you listen. If there's any news, I'll call you."

"Good." Anyin felt very tired today.

Qin Jian put an Yin on the bed, pulled over the quilt to cover her, and then lay down beside her, took an Yin in his arms, and kissed her forehead, "sleep."