So Gu Xiaojue cannot stay in Mu Fengliang's hands. Qing Xiran helps Gu Yu to solve this part. Next, Gu Yu can give up and bite Mu Fengliang to the point.

In this way, Qing Xiran has packed up the beginning and end, leaving the East District for Gu Yu and Mu Fengliang, so Xuyou can jump around in the development zone for a while. Mu Fengliang can't get into the suburbs anymore.

Night began to cover Xiangcheng little by little, and the demonstrations on the streets of the East District had stopped. Instead, various small groups came out of the team, some were Mu Fengliang, and some were Gu Yu.

Even because of Gu Yu's impact, the East District Security Inspection Department began to have some of its own views and understanding of the situation.

None of the shops on the street are intact, all of which have been broken into windows, and some are even open to the doors, and the supplies inside have been stolen.

The peak period of the trend of leaving the city has passed, but while the night is still there are still many private cars running out of the city.

In the suburbs, in the southeast camp, in the corridor of a garage dormitory building, Qing Yiyi was carrying her little bee schoolbag, sitting alone in the dark corridor, holding her chin in her little hands, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Behind her, the fat Xiao Longbao ran downstairs, sat next to Qingyi's little friend, took out a big white flour bun from his pocket, and handed it to Qingyi's.

"Give it, I just got it from the kitchen."

Qing Yiyi shook his head with a sad face, saying that he would not eat it.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Longbao was a little worried, so he was busy comforting Qing one by one:

"One, you kid, it's so bad that you are sentimental. As for children, don't they all eat and drink? Or, uncle plays games with you? Are you dressing up for your uncle?"

"I'm going to wait for my mom to come back."

Qing Yiyi said it very seriously and firmly. It was already past eight or nine o'clock in the evening. That liar... Oh, no, that 86.5% was said by her father's patron saint, and she would definitely bring her mother back today.

So Qingyiyi has to wait for her mother here and doesn’t want to play any games anymore.

Seeing her pitiful look, Xiao Longbao sighed. How should he explain to a child? In fact, sometimes adults have forced difficulties, so just listen to the words of adults?

The boss went to the East District, which was Mu Fengliang's territory. It was impossible to come back in one day.

But Yiyi was very serious. When it was time to have supper, she was always absent-minded. When night fell, she couldn't coax her. She had to sit here and wait for her mother, and she kept sitting here and waiting.

There was no choice but to sit here with her and wait. When Xiaolongbao stole himself from the kitchen and prepared to take the steamed buns for Qing Yiyi to eat.

He sighed while eating and said:

"One, actually, after looking so closely, you are still very similar to our boss's expression. Why do you refuse to recognize him?"

"I have never had a father since I was a child."

Qing tilted his head strangely at Xiao Longbao, with a mature thought in his voice, and asked:

"You suddenly have an extra daughter, and someone else is coming to recognize you as your father. Don't you worry about your throne? She might be pretending to be your daughter for your throne!"

"But you don't have a throne. If you have a throne, it's not our boss' turn to inherit it."

"But I have a mother, my mother is much more expensive than the throne."

Regarding this matter, Qingyiyi has his own judgment. In the TV series, the emperor can mistakenly recognize Xiaoyanzi as his daughter. Why can't the guardian saint mistakenly recognize Qingyiyi?

Moreover, Qing Yiyi's mother is the best and best mother in the world. This is Qing Yiyi's most valuable property. Whoever becomes Qing Yiyi's father can inherit her mother. Therefore, Qing Yiyi should not trust any man so easily.

Well, I have said before that the patron saint likes her mother, so I want to meet you formally, but the difference between being a biological child and not being a biological child is very big. It is not a biological child. You can kick the patron saint away at any time. If you are a biological child, you can't even kick it away.

Alas, the young Qingyiyi is really troublesome.

Why did God ask her such a difficult problem? She is only four years old.

The four-year-old child looked sadly at the stars in the sky at an angle of 45 degrees, growing up at an astonishing speed, while perceiving the world, knowing the world, and understanding the world.

Beside her, Xiao Longbao had finished eating steamed buns and was filled with silence. After looking at Qingyi's small body for a while, he also sighed. Is it because the children who have not had a father since childhood that are so premature?

This is too early to be wise.

Just as Qing Yiyi was waiting earnestly for the patron saint to bring her mother back, Xuyou drove the car and Qing Xiran, who was in a crash, slowly left the city with the last wave of traffic.

After leaving Xiangcheng, there were many roads divided into many cars from Xiangcheng. In this way, the cars that came out of Xiangcheng were scattered to various places in the suburbs. Xuyou frowned, reached out and shook Qing Xiran's hand, feeling that her hand was a little cold.

He turned on the constant temperature air conditioner of the car, making the external environment neither cold nor hot. He touched Qing Xiran's neck artery to pound, wondering if she had overdrawn her ordinary supernatural energy, so he put a crystal core in the palm of her hand, held her hand, pressed the crystal core and continued driving forward.

When we were almost at the southeastern headquarters, the night was already dark. There was no car on the long road. There were desolate trees and weeds on both sides of the road. The stars were pressing down. At the end of the road was Yuyu's station.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and held Qing Xiran's hand with the other. Until the crystal core separated by the palms of the two people was absorbed by Qing Xiran, he held her hand and placed the back of her hand gently against his cheek, unwilling to let go all the way.

After entering the station, Yuyou parked the car downstairs of his dormitory, turned off the fire, turned on the headlights, and looked sideways carefully at Qing Xiran who was sleeping beside him.

After meeting again for so long, he has never been well. He has seen her quietly. The two of them are busy and never have such a quiet time like they are now, so they can keep him alone with her.

Her appearance has not changed much from her a few years ago. She looks like she has just left her childishness. It seems that time has stopped in the year when she first met him.

Under the roof lights, Qing Xiran was stunned by his side without any warning, and his long black hair was messed up a few strands, falling on her cheeks.

Xuyou in the driver's seat tilted his body towards Qing Xiran, holding her hand with his right hand, stretching out his left hand, brushing her hair on her cheek with long fingers. He lowered his head, his eyes were full of love, and he whispered:

"I miss you very much..."
Chapter completed!