Until one time, when Jinchen and Ling'er saw Luo Luo's face pale and haggard, they went to the kitchen to make a bowl of bird's nest porridge.
For children, it is inevitable that mistakes will be made when making food for the first time.
When they were carrying the warm bird's nest porridge, looking dirty and looking for him to take it to Luo Luo, to be honest, at that time, he was really moved.
He was very surprised at the time, so he asked, "Why don't you take it to the mother himself?"
After all, Jinchen is a boy. Although he is younger than Ling'er, he is extremely careful. He said: "If we take it away, my mother will never let us see her haggard. She can be upright and upright. If it’s because of heartfelt love for us, she will surely secretly.
That time, he brought the bird's nest porridge to Luo Luo.
At that time, Luo Luo's expression was very surprised, he knew that she had guessed it with her cleverness.
So he brought out the intentions of Jinchen and Ling'er one by one.
That bowl of porridge, the two little guys made it for the first time, putting the salt as sugar. It seemed that Lolo looked very salty.
But she still ate without a bite.
Since that time, Lolo's whole person has changed a lot, becoming less melancholy and less unhappy.
Xu Ye really wanted to open it, thinking that she was not alone, and there were two little guys who silently supported her and cared about her. Looking at the three smiling people in front of him, Xiao Bao was happy in his heart.
Three hundred years have passed, and everyone has finally recovered from that great battle to their original lives.
Except... the boss.
His eyes silently glanced at the Qingxue Hall. Inside, there was a person who had been sleeping for three hundred years.
For three hundred years, regardless of world affairs, it is not yet known whether it will survive.
His eyes flashed, Xiao Bao took a step backwards in shock, his pupils shrank suddenly, is he dazzled
At this moment, at the door of Qingxue Hall, there was a man who only closed his shirt. A head of ink pouring casually on his shoulders, his face is stunning, like a pool of autumn water, which is hopeful, and he will sink in fascinated.
That person was Qianmo Qingcheng who had been in a coma for three hundred years.
His eyes were calm like autumn water, and the light under his eyes was flowing, staring at the three people in the square for an instant.
His face was not as rosy as a normal person, but paled.
The sunlight shone on his face, somewhat ethereal and transparent.
The tightly pressed thin lips showed a thin and cold meaning, and he looked at that blankly...
"Ah... daddy..." Qian Mo Jinchen turned around and saw the man standing at the gate of the hall sharply, and couldn't help screaming. His eyes were ecstasy, shock mixed with disbelief.
"Father..." Qian Mo Ling'er seemed to freeze, her moyu-like eyes gleaming, and that person was really her dad who was unconscious.
Yun Luoxue was originally playing with the two little guys wholeheartedly. When she heard two such low mutters at first, she felt as if she was struck by lightning in an instant.
She was shocked, and her heart trembled, she didn't even dare to turn around.
She was afraid that it was fake, and she was just afraid that she had just misheard it.
"Mother, look, it's daddy, it really is." Qian Mo Jinchen looked at Qian Mo Qingcheng, and then turned to look at Yun Luoxue, who had been facing away from them.