Du yunlan grabbed his wrist and her smile relaxed a little. Then, she took out a piece of paper from the side and said softly, " "Then, Yingluo, are you on my side?"
"Yes, of course I do. "I even bought you your favorite osmanthus cake, Yingying!" An yanmo's thoughts suddenly drifted away.
His memories were shaky and blurry to begin with.
in addition, du yunlan was deliberately imitating him as usual, which made an yanmo even more dazed. he felt a slight headache, but he was also extremely excited.
Was his wife back?
"Sure, we'll eat later," du yunlan said with a smile.
"I forgot to bring a good Yingluo."
"It doesn't matter, there's still a long time." du yunlan chuckled. " but you have to sign here before i can come back. "
An yanmo was taken aback. sign? "
"yes, just sign your name." Du yunlan said in a low voice.
An yanmo subconsciously put down his pen, but his head ached again.
