Chapter 137： (2/2)

Chapter Sixty-One

On the ninth day of Yanning's arrival, the lotus blossoms of Luojing Town bloomed.

Su Xue's white petals, hidden in the quiet darkness, spread out quietly and wantonly, like the girl's long ten fingers holding out a cluster of goose yellow incense.

Yanning only booked a ten-day room, and tomorrow will be the day of the return journey. The flower blooms on the last night, and the timing is wonderful, and it can be regarded as complete.

But it is not without regrets.

Yanning came to Luojing Town this time, in addition to too much miss Lily of the Valley, she also brought a little selfishness.

He wanted to find the right time to talk to He An, and begged him to return to Zheng Feiyu. If it was too strong for him, then it is good to give a hope of redemption. Yanning has been lonely for most of his life and only cares about Feiyi Hida these two children. In the end, he was born with flesh and blood, and he couldn't watch Zheng Feiyu weaken every day until he was choked by pheromone.

But after he came, the longer he got along with He An, the more he couldn't talk.

He An's soothing character naturally blends into the small towns with beautiful scenery. Stay here, he and Suzuran can live a simple and easy life, but what about Yuan Jiang?

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

Even with Zheng Fei's meticulous love, Yuan Jiang may not be a place that can give He An happiness. Moreover, with so many Alphas in the sky, who can guarantee that Zheng Feiyu is the best destination for He An?

Interfering with this hard-won peace, Yanning couldn't bear it.

For him, staying as a tourist for a few days and hugging an unrecognizable granddaughter, knowing that they are all safe, is a worthwhile trip.

Yanning packed her luggage alone, changed her pajamas, and slept unconsciously, so she made a teapot of purple bamboo shoots and sat on the balcony to pass the time. Just then, the door was knocked by Tuk Tuk.

Open the door and see what it is.

Lily of the valley leaned on Dad's chest, carrying a fat chicken, and called Grandpa sweetly and waxily.

Yan Ning poked gently on her dimple: "Lily of the valley."

Then asked He An: "Don't sleep so late?"