Chapter 1283

The lost Tang Tianyang heard Mo Yiqi say that the man in ancient clothes and hair thought of Feng Yu in his dream just now. Was it not a dream before. It's true, Feng Yu... Thinking so, Tang Tianyang immediately got out of bed, pulled away Mo Yiqi who was blocking the door, and ran downstairs. Feng Yu cooked the boiling water, poured a cup of boiling water and came out of the kitchen. When I got to the main hall, I saw Tang Tianyang running down from upstairs. I was very anxious. When I saw her downstairs, I suddenly stopped and looked at him without blinking. He curled his lips and smiled gently. The wind is blowing in the distance, and the white gauze of the French window is gently waving. A man in ancient costume is holding a glass in his hand. The scene is dreamy and unreal, as if he would disappear at any time. Tang Tianyang's heart jumped up wildly and moved forward step by step. At the same time, she pressed her hand on her heart, let her heart jump, let her calm down, and then calm down... She stopped in front of him and carefully shouted, "Feng Yu." Feng Yu answered, "huh?" Tang Tianyang's heart, which got a response, jumped up wildly again. He just couldn't breathe. He really came back. He answered her, not a dream. Mo Yiqi in the back also followed: "Tianyang, Tianyang..." she saw Tang Tianyang at the stairs, rushed over, hugged the ancient costume "ghost" she had just seen, threw himself in his arms, crazy, hugged him, cried and laughed. The man with a glass of water raised the glass for fear that the water in the cup would scatter on her and hurt her. He just looked at her with his eyes down and spoiled her. Facing each other this time, Mo Yiqi also saw the man's appearance. It looks familiar. It's... Fengyu. It can't be wrong. It's Fengyu. She was surprised to cover her mouth. It was Feng Yu. He came back, disappeared miraculously, and came back miraculously. Mo Yiqi felt that there were thousands of words to say, but his throat was stuck, sad and happy for Tianyang. Finally, he came back. Tianyang hasn't waited in vain in recent years. Feng Yu raised her hand and helped her wipe away her tears. She leaned over again and kissed her eyes. Tang Tianyang's sight was still blurred, his eyes were dense, and smiled, "I'm fine."“ Why did you suddenly run down? "“ It's not Mo Yiqi. He said the house was haunted. "“ Haunted? " They looked at Mo Yiqi together. Mo Yiqi coughed: "then I, I'm sleepy and go to bed." Speak and slip away quickly. Tang Tianyang puffed and smiled, "who made you wear ancient clothes and have long hair and boil water in the kitchen in the middle of the night? Isn't that scary?"“ Like, do as the Romans do, and I'll cut it tomorrow. "“ Good! " Support the author, please go to the genuine website to pay for reading!