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Chapter 80 Guess Again

  Chapter 80 Guess Again

  A person's character is formed over many years and will rarely change overnight without a special reason.

  He thought that perhaps this person was not Ming Yuqiong.

  He called out her name, and after a moment's pause, she turned around with an impatient expression, looking slightly dizzy, but there was nothing unusual in her eyes.

  But strangely, he felt even more different without any unusual signs.

  Her eyes flickered slightly, and Rong Yi reached out to pat her face. "Little girl, stop pretending to sleep."

  The girl frowned, slapped his hand away, turned around, and put her feet across his legs, muttering: "Brother, stop messing around..."

  Rong Yi sniffed the air filled with the scent of wine and smiled slightly, "So you've been drinking 'Thousand Days' Snow'."

  "Now that you're asleep, I'll ask you a few questions, okay?" Rong Yu's left hand was propped against his chest, and his right hand supported his chin as he gazed at someone's sleeping posture with a gentle tone, accompanied by a doting tone similar to coaxing a child.

  Ming Yu was drunk and dizzy, only feeling that the sound coming from her ears was extremely pleasant, just like the legendary heavenly music, smiling and saying: "You ask, you ask."

  His eyes lingered on her face, making sure she wasn't awake, and asked, "What's your name?"

  Ming Yu Kong pouted, her two cheeks flushing pink, "Guess."

  Rong Yi smiled and said, "You are not Ming Yuqiong. Where did you come from?"

  Ming Yueleng flipped over again, rubbing against Rong Yi's brocade robe with a soft "squeak", her face gently rubbing against the soft and delicate silk, and replied softly: "Guess again."

  Rong Yi couldn't help but smile, gazing at her delicate face, she grasped his brocade robe with one hand, pulling it very tightly, as if reluctant to let go.

  Her eyes were still closed, her mouth drooped down, seemingly somewhat wronged, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

  The long skirt hem was blown up to the waist due to the turmoil, revealing the white underpants underneath.

  A little piglet.

  It's still delivered to people's doors for them to eat.

  Rong Yi stretched out his hand, swept down her skirt, and said softly: "I thought you would be easier to deceive when you were asleep. It seems that even when you are asleep, you are still so cunning."

  Ming Yuexuan was drowsy and her eyelids were heavy, her head aching as if it would split. She rubbed her temples and saw in front of her a two-story small building with lights shining inside.

  The surroundings were dark and gloomy, like a snowy winter night, with the faint light reflected from the thin snow, cool and pale white, making the dim yellow lamp inside the small building seem even more warm and inviting.

  This was her home, through the transparent window screen, she saw her mother wearing an apron, holding a plate of dishes on the table, and from afar, she could smell the fragrance of that dish.

  She quickened her pace towards that warm place, but no matter how she walked, the place remained at a distance from where she started.

  Neither far nor near by a single minute, nor close by a single inch.

  That's her home, why can't she go back?

  Suddenly, she saw a woman with a ponytail, wearing a white down jacket and plaid skirt, walking quickly to the door in a pair of white furry boots, raising her hand to knock on the door.

  Knock knock knock——

  That voice was like it was by my ear, Dad's voice was still so kind, "Who is it?"

  "Dad, I'm Yueyue, hurry up and open the door, it's so cold outside today!" A clear female voice rang out, and the mom in the house quickly walked out to open the door, with a kind face and a happy smile.

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