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Jiang Mojiu stumbled back, his mind was blank, which made him doubt himself.

Now he just knew that he had disappeared for a few years, but he had no memory at all. Relying on instinct, he harbored the idea of ​​going back to Xiao Qiyan to find out what happened.

How can I ask him, where have I been since I disappeared in the past few years?

If he really gave his life to Pei Yiyun, why would he still appear in the world? Shouldn't he have been reincarnated already.

He didn't even know what he was wandering in the world at this moment, whether it was the little paper man controlled by Bai Hua in the old days, or Jiang Mojiu who had only one life left.

What mood did Xiao Qiyan bring him back.

This can explain why all the seasonings in the kitchen have gone bad when he woke up, Jiang Mojiu smiled wryly.

After returning home, the moment he saw Xiao Qiyan, all questioning words turned into indecision and anxiety.

"I brought back a lot of cypress branches, and I can give you bacon again."

Xiao Qiyan glanced at Jiang Mojiu, who was in a trance, and immediately returned to a heartless state, clamoring for Jiang Mojiu to take him to smoke the meat.

Jiang Mojiu tried hard to maintain the original state and smile, not wanting Xiao Qiyan to see the slightest flaw.

"The bacon will stain your clothes." Jiang Mojiu persuaded: "Just get out of my way."

"No." Xiao Qiyan said decisively: "You have always been doing such heavy work. From now on, I must share it with you."

But I am your handyman, shouldn't I be doing these things.Jiang Mojiu looked at Xiao Qiyan, hesitant to speak but stopped, the flickering emotion between his eyebrows could not be hidden at all.

The unconcealable grievance in Jiang Mojiu's expression made Xiao Qiyan startled, and he would rather escape than think deeply.

He hoped that Jiang Mojiu would remember the past, but also feared that Jiang Mojiu would remember it.

Instinctive anxiety and avoidance, I was lucky enough not to mention it again.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, Jiang Mojiu and Xiao Qiyan guarded the fire, doing their own things silently without saying a word.

Until the sun was setting and the sky was getting late, the Dong family next door lit up the lanterns in the courtyard, and the faint candlelight passed over the wall and was reflected in Xiao's mansion, giving off a faint light.

The crackling fire gradually dimmed, and only the reddish afterglow of the wood shone on the two people who were thinking about each other, and the stubborn one refused to speak first.

Jiang Mojiu pondered over his words over and over again, not knowing how to ask, countless thoughts flooded his mind, whether Xiao Qiyan felt sorry for him, sympathized with him, or he felt sorry for Pei Yiyun and felt that life was boring Only then did he ask him to come out to relieve his boredom.

How to ask the export.Jiang Mojiu thought numbly, as if to ask, everything became uncontrollable.

If Xiao Qiyan resumed his previous attitude towards him, how would he deal with it, and how could he turn around and leave gracefully.

Xiao Qiyan looked at the entanglement in Jiang Mojiu's expression, and felt a little uneasy. Since he had guessed Jiang Mojiu's thoughts, he simply preempted the cat.

"You knew already?"

Jiang Mojiu nodded silently.

"You..." The sudden choking made Xiao Qiyan take back what he wanted to say, and tilted his head, not wanting Jiang Mojiu to see the tears in the corner of his eyes.

Jiang Mojiu looked at Xiao Qiyan in confusion, unable to understand what he was trying to say.

Xiao Qiyan smiled hard: "Do you know how many years you have been in a coma?"

Jiang Mojiu shook his head, and asked seriously, "I don't know."

"I..."

"Why didn't you tell me."

Looking at the touchable Jiang Mojiu in front of him, Xiao Qiyan suddenly lost his mind. All the clamoring words hidden in his heart, the moisture surging to the bottom of his eyes, and all the thoughts of crazy thoughts can be turned into action expressions.

Xiao Qiyan solemnly reached out to wrap Jiang Mojiu's waist, brought him into his arms, and kissed him precisely.

"Xiao Qiyan..."

Jiang Mojiu was so dazed by her kiss that she couldn't say what she wanted to say, couldn't ask what she wanted to ask, and Xiao Qiyan led her away when she stumbled.

Xiao Qiyan felt that Jiang Mojiu was careless, so he bit his neck hard, Jiang Mojiu exclaimed, and wanted to push Xiao Qiyan away.

Xiao Qiyan saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly continued to comfort Jiang Mojiu, and his troublesome hands kept walking on Jiang Mojiu's body.

Jiang Mojiu couldn't control the feeling of dodging, and didn't know how to transform the restlessness in his heart, but Xiao Qiyan perfectly turned it into the initiative, and took advantage of the situation to push Jiang Mojiu down on the bed, lest he would run away.

The dazed Jiang Mojiu couldn't understand what the intention was, she accepted it passively, and wanted to reject it, but it seemed as if her strength had been taken away by someone, and she was at a loss as to what to do.

Xiao Qiyan, who received silent encouragement, became more and more presumptuous, burning on Jiang Mojiu to his heart's content.

After the sound of greed and joy, there are still lingering feelings.

After being dismantled and eaten, Jiang Mojiu still didn't recover, thinking about what just happened in confusion.

Jiang Mojiu wanted to sit up in a daze, but couldn't.Feeling uneasy, he adjusted his sitting posture several times, his buttocks were like needles, and he couldn't be stable. The anxiety of sitting and standing made Jiang Mojiu desperately want to leave the room.

What happened to Xiao Qiyan, how could it be... Jiang Mojiu's mind was struck by lightning, and he couldn't believe it.

Jiang Mojiu propped himself up in a trance and wanted to go out, even forgot to put on his outer clothes, Xiao Qiyan hugged him when he recovered, took him back to his arms and took him back to the bed.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Qiyan asked, hugging Jiang Mojiu contentedly.

"I want to go out and get some air."

"Aren't you tired? You're implying..."

Looking at Xiao Qiyan's eyes with ulterior motives, Jiang Mojiu really couldn't keep up with Xiao Qiyan's thoughts.

Seeing the bewildered Jiang Mojiu, Xiao Qiyan felt a little disappointed, so he simply let go of Jiang Mojiu.

Wrapped in a thin quilt, Jiang Mojiu knelt on the bed and asked earnestly, "I...have I been asleep for a long time?"

Xiao Qiyan was thinking about it, and nodded solemnly after pondering for a moment.

Jiang Mojiu smiled wryly, "Did I miss your business, Mr. Pei..."

"He's fine." Xiao Qiyan's voice was uncontrollable and muffled.

"That's good." Jiang Mojiu's tense emotions instantly relaxed, and he smiled with relief, and said, "It's fine as long as it's fine, it's fine as long as it's fine, I thought it was a sin because I delayed Mr. Pei."

Xiao Qiyan wanted to grin, but couldn't. How could this cat behave like this!

How can one not care about one's own situation at all, but instead ask about other people's situation, is the life and death of others more important than his?

Xiao Qiyan couldn't tell whether he should be angry or reprimanded, but his intuition could only tell him that Jiang Mojiu was in an extremely bad mood now, and he couldn't solve the problem as he wanted.

Jiang Mojiu hesitated to speak, and looked at Xiao Qiyan full of anxiety: "We..."

what happened to us.Jiang Mojiu didn't dare to say any more. Seeing Xiao Qiyan's expression seemed wrong, he wanted to leave the room, and said softly: "Well, there's nothing wrong. I'll go out first. Call me if you have anything to do."

Before he could react, Jiang Mojiu was pulled into his arms again.

Xiao Qiyan knew that this cat ran too fast, but if he hesitated, he might not be able to catch it.

"Where do you want to go?" Xiao Qiyan hugged Jiang Mojiu's waist tightly, rubbing his cheeks against Jiang Mojiu's neck, acting like a spoiled child, lingering presumptuously around Jiang Mojiu's ear with his breath, Clinging to Jiang Mojiu's back, walking on his chest.

"I……"

Full of questions and didn't know where to start, Jiang Mojiu felt very dizzy, as if something was clamoring for his internal organs to be anxious.

"What do you want to ask, you can ask me directly." Xiao Qiyan complained: "I'm always so stupid, if you don't make it clear, how can I understand it."

"I..." Jiang Mojiu hesitated: "I have nothing more to ask."

He didn't want Xiao Qiyan to think that he wanted to rely on him.

"What do you want to say, what do you want to do, you just say it, you and I don't want to be like before, holding back our own thoughts, but let the other party guess."

Xiao Qiyan in front of him seemed to have changed in another way, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Jiang Mojiu never thought that Xiao Qiyan would treat him like this.

Gentle, affectionate and understanding, like a dreamer in a deep boudoir who is full of expectations and yearning.

How could such an extremely ridiculous thing happen between him and Xiao Qiyan.

Jiang Mojiu was so depressed that she couldn't think about it anymore.