Chapter 833: The Plague Strikes (19th)

"Well, my sister disappeared for a week. It turned out to be here."
Before the door was opened, An Fengyang's voice came in.
Shui Anluo blinked at the door that didn't open, and smiled and said, "Beauty-" It was just that the last word of Shui Anluo hadn't finished, and he saw the Fengfeng coming with him.
"brother--"
The last word of Shui Anluo finally spit out, but this brother looked at Qiao Yaruan and said.
How could it be so coincidental?
Qiao Yaruan froze the moment he saw Feng Feng, but he subconsciously hid to one side.
He said never to see himself again.
And he also said that since then, he and his neighbors have lost their way.
"Luo Luo, I'm leaving now, there is something else." Qiao Yaruan said, hurriedly picked up his bag and walked away disorderly.
It was just that Feng Feng seemed to be trying to restrain something when she passed by Feng Feng.
Perhaps it was restraining the urge to reach out and hold him, or maybe it was restraining the steps of turning and leaving.
Qiao Yaruan left, leaving only a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose.
He knew the taste in his bones.
Shui Anluo sat on the bed watching Qiao Yaruan leaving, and he could not help complaining about Feng Feng.
But Feng Feng seemed to be back to normal after Qiao Yaruan left, holding the fruit basket in his hand, "I didn't expect your little girl to become a little hero."
He smiled gracefully, as if nothing had happened at all.
But between the ragged eyebrows he showed his original intention.
Shui Anluo didn't want to ignore him, and he also complained about him. Since Sister Qi Rou couldn't let go, why did she provoke Qiao Yaruan? Now he's okay, but people have moved his heart, but he chose to run away because of An Qirou.
Feng Feng also apparently didn't care about Shui Anluo's attitude, but the eyes from time to time showed that he was struggling and tangled now.
An Fengyang sat down beside the bed and reached out and touched her head: "Why is it hot?"
"It's much better. It's already forty the night before, and forty-one yesterday night." Shui Anluo opened his lips.
"Sure enough, it's good to have water in my head, even if I have a fever, I'm not afraid to burn my head." Feng Feng shouted.
Shui Anluo cast a cold look at him: "Go away—"
Feng Feng raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "It was you who let your brother go, that brother is gone." Feng Feng said, and he strode out of here.
An Fengyang slightly hooked his lips: "Do you think he will go to Qiao Yaruan when he goes out?"
Shui Anluo bowed her head: "I don't know." She didn't know if she did it right.
An Fengyang reached out and touched her head, so that she did not have to worry about other people's affairs.
"Beauty, can I ask you a question?" Shui Anluo said suddenly, watching An Fengyang seriously.
An Fengyang nodded: "Of course."
"You and Chu Chuyi, is he really important to you?" Shui Anluo asked carefully.
An Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with curiosity: "Why suddenly thought of asking this?"
"I'll just ask, do you go back to see him every year?"
An Fengyang nodded: "Master is a father to us. Master Chu and I have been with us since we were little ones. Later, when we entered the army, Master even took us out of the mission and taught us the rules of survival. Finally, it was for Save us and die. "It's been too long, and An Fengyang mentioned it again without much sadness.