The things that shouldn't have appeared at this time should continue to take good care of them and try to recover their strength as soon as possible.

But he still couldn't help it. Whenever he had a chance, he could not help but rush out when he found that his mental power on this plane was slowing down, fusing all his mental powers and memories in advance.

Even if it is only a few decades, these few decades are just a matter of flicks for them.

He also wants to have it, and doesn't want to let go.

Every minute and every second of being with her, he didn't care when it was or how long it lasted.

"So what the **** am I."

Chu Ci listened for a long time, still pursing the corners of his lips inexplicably, his voice was soft, soft, and faint, with some grievances.

Just buried in his arms without looking up.

I probably felt Chu Ci's emotions, thinking that Chu Ci should have wandered into a plane back then. She was still young and didn't understand anything, and the situation was completely different from that of people in that plane.

His appearance will not change until a certain period of time is reached, and his injuries healed quickly, and it took him a lot of work to find Chu Ci.

Just being alone like this, then what was endured in that plane is naturally self-evident.

I'm probably used to it too, and now it's only in the arms of familiar people... that this kind of true grievance and confusion that has been suppressed in my heart will be revealed.

Just because hers are different, should we treat her that way?

Just because she had no family, the whole world became strangers in the end.

This embrace was very reassuring, Chu Ci always felt familiar with the faint breath on his body, as if it had been a long, long time, in the depths of memory, it seemed that he had smelled such a breath.

Let her just want to get into his arms and act like a baby.

It seemed that this would be able to resist all the outside voices, as if the messy and nasty things had never disturbed her.

"It's my fault..." She was so young and wandered in a certain plane for so many years. Feng Yang hugged Chu Ci tightly, her cold voice with distress, "You are my porcelain treasure, My porcelain treasure alone."

Then the little girl in her arms rolled over his chest.

Bai Baozi's face lifted up, and his eyes dropped to meet him.

He pressed his lips and looked at him for a long while.

It was a sudden smile.

A quick and light touch on his chin, "A good attitude of admitting mistakes..."

As she said this, she went to stir his clothes and finished, "I will forgive you for the time being. After all the tasks are completed, everything will be clear to me."

He wouldn't harm her, it sounded a bit mysterious, but it was indeed a sound from the source of the body.

If anyone could harm her, he would not.

"This is natural." Feng Yang nodded.

After finally facing Chu Ci, his hands were uneasy. One hand was injured, and the other hand had to be hooked up, squeezing Chu Ci's small face, squeezing Chu Ci's small hand, and then downstairs.

It seems to be making up all the previous shares.

Now that I hurt my hand, some things are not easy to do.

Feng Yang thought about this, cast his eyes down and glanced at his injured hand, his fingertips moved slightly, and then stopped.

Forget it, Japan will be longer.

This time he had the time for this plane willfully.

Well, no loss, no loss.