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Chapter 162 Is This Man a Goblin? !

Is this man a fairy? !

Yun Yun stared blankly at his face, but was speechless.

"I said to accompany you to see the moon, a man must count on what he says, right!"

Ignoring her astonishment, Qiao Jiahe had already pulled her out of the door, picked her up horizontally, and swept her to the roof tiles, then carefully put her down, and then lay down on the tiles and looked at the night sky .

With a sidelong glance at him, Yunyun simply let go of his reserve, followed his example, found a comfortable position to lie down, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the night sky.

It was the end of the month at this time, and there was no moon to see in the sky.

Because there is no moon, the stars appear brighter and brighter.

Lying down, there is a strange feeling, as if the sky can be reached, and the stars can be plucked.

When was the last time you looked at the stars? !
Yun Yun recalled it carefully, but he couldn't remember it clearly. If there was one, it must have happened when he was a child!

Gollum!

Ears caught the protest of someone's stomach, Yun Yun took a breath, "You didn't eat dinner?"

Rubbing his stomach, Qiao Jiahe raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I'm too busy!"

He even forgot to eat, but he still remembered and said that he wanted to watch the moon with her!
Looking at him sideways, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the faint look of tiredness in his eyes, Yunyun sat up straight, "Go down, there is still rice for you in the pot! Don't get me wrong, it's Xiao Chuanzi, I didn't do it on purpose." Leave it for you!"

Then, she didn't speak any more, just waited quietly.

Waiting for him to come and carry her down, before she knew it, she was already used to being carried around by him.

The porridge was still warm, but the steamed buns were already cold. I searched the kitchen in the cloud, but found a piece of pickle, shredded it helplessly, and brought it with the porridge.

Putting it on the table, she apologized, "That's all!"

He didn't speak, just silently watched her put down the tray, put the bowl in front of him, serve the chopsticks, and pass the steamed buns, but he was in a trance.

"Eat!" Yun Yun urged softly.

Picking up the porridge, Qiao Jiahe ate the porridge in big gulps, then slowly raised his face, "Yun Yun, when the matter is settled, let's find a place that no one knows and start over. I gave birth to a bunch of children, and I want you to cook for me every day!"

Before Yun Yun could answer, he had already stood up and fanned out the candles, then grabbed Yun Yun and threw himself on the bed.

(End of this chapter)