Wang Qing's face changed and he was suddenly not in the mood to eat. He put down the meat in his hand and turned his head to look at the happily eating Mu Tian beside him, her figure in the night was slightly hazy, looking a little hazy about to disappear, he suddenly pulled her hand, "Xiao Tian." Murong Xue's mouth was still gnawing on a piece of chicken wing, looking somewhat comical, but causing Wang Qing to be slightly relieved. She's real. Turning around, Wang Qing thought that he was overthinking, if Mu Tian could go back, he would have gone back long ago and wouldn't have dragged his feet for so long. He could see that Mutian had no fondness for this place, and if she could leave, she would absolutely walk away without hesitation. Murong Xue swallowed the meat in her mouth, then asked, "What's wrong?" The slightly pursed corners of Wang Qing's mouth drew a graceful arc, "It's fine, I just wanted to call out to you."
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