Yun Qianhe saw that Yun Chujiu did not speak for a long time, so he went forward to comfort her, “Sister Jiu, as the saying goes, if the two of you were in love for a long time, it would not be morning and evening. Don’t be too sad.”
Yun chujiu glanced at him and said indifferently, “Who said I was sad? ! I was just blinded by the wind.”
Yun Qianhe was speechless. Blinded by the wind? ! There wasn’t even a hint of wind on this day, okay? !
After the two returned to the flying boat, Yun Chujiu sat opposite Yun Qianhe and asked, “Brother Qianhe, why didn’t you raise any questions?”
“Brother Qianhe, I’m sure you have a lot of questions in your heart. For example, the colorful mushroom spores that I took out earlier. For example, my fiancé who suddenly appeared. Why didn’t you raise any questions?”
Yun Qianhe scratched his head and said,
