Looking at Chu Yao's back, the old lady showed a meaningful and kind smile, raised her lips and said to herself, "This girl is really interesting. Don't you want me to know your birth date? I just want to be curious and want to know."

He finished talking to himself, looking at the place where there was no trace, turned around and left.

There was still a funny smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Are we going home now?"

Murong Qingyan looked at his tiny and white little hands and posted.

He wanted her to hold him like this for the rest of his life and never let go.

After finally realizing that her hand had not let go of Murong Qingyan's hand, she immediately prepared to let go, but Murong Qingyan held her hand back.

Her bright eyes looked up at Murong Qingyan, who was one head taller, and she was also looking at her.

Her face rubbed and turned red.

She shook her hand again, and the other party had no intention of letting go.

She was too lazy to struggle, and let him hold her hand and approach her new home step by step.

In fact, she was still very happy, at least not disgusted.

Since the incident happened in her previous life, she felt very disgusted as long as a man touched any part of her body, but Murong Qingyan did not.

Are they destined to be together?

Maybe it's right.

She didn't know that after she died in her previous life, a young man held her body and refused to let go.

I keep crying, and it is said that men don’t cry easily, but they are not sad.

The two returned to Chu Yao's new home, Chu Yao took out the key and opened the door.

I found that the table was filled with breakfast, and a ghost and a fox were lying on the dining table, staring at the direction of the door.

When he finally saw Chu Yao appear, the little fox ran over and threw himself into Chu Yao's arms, with water droplets in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Who made you cry? I'll ask Zipiao and Xiaoqian to help you bully you."

Chu Yao hugged the fox, slowly following her hair, and touched her belly from time to time.

Qian Shang was not as relaxed as Chu Yao. He looked at the little fox with a worried look on his face, thinking deeply.

Looking at Qianshang like this, she knew that something must have happened just when he left for a morning run.

She sat at the dining table, looked at her parents who were still busy, and said, "My parents, I'm back."

"Okay, you can sit for a while and you'll be able to have breakfast right away."

Ma Xia poked her head out to look at her daughter and responded.

When Chu Yao heard her mother's answer, she got up and walked towards the room. After she was about to rinse, she came to ask what happened to the little fox.

After washing off some sweat from the morning jogging, Chu Yao took a scarf and wiped her hair downstairs. Murong had already finished cleaning up and sat on the dining table.

She walked up to her, sat beside Murong, looking at her parents who had already sat down.

"Hello uncle and aunt..."

Fan Qian floated out of the bracelet, as implicit as they were.

"Hello uncle and aunt..."

With such a cheerful voice, only Zipiao is so optimistic. If she is still so optimistic, only she is just her.

The little fox also came to Xia Ma's side and rubbed her soft fur with her hand to express her intimacy and greetings.

"well."

Xia Ma looked at so many ghosts and foxes and shouted happily twice.
Chapter completed!