"Okay."

The pace of departure seems to have become easier.

Not long after Feng Liyan left, Bai Yi, who had been drowsy, somehow woke up.

Feeling something in his arms, he remembered that it was Feng Liyan who asked him to keep it.

He stretched out his uninjured hand and took out the contents of his arms.

Fan?

Or a folding fan full of ancient flavor.

It's like the folding fan in the hands of the children of the ancient royal family and nobles in the TV series.

It's just that the workmanship and material are obviously not available on the market.

He didn't know much about fans, but the one that Feng Liyan asked him to keep looked like it was specially customized by spending a lot of money to find a hand.

Lacking in spirit, he didn't open the fan to take a closer look, and after taking a general look at it and recognizing what the wind had asked him to keep, he took the fan back into his arms and continued to sleep.

Wen Xiaoai slept in a daze, and when he heard someone calling him, he subconsciously called Jun Moyan's name without opening his eyes.

When she opened her eyes and saw that it was Feng Liyan, she pouted in disappointment, turned over, turned her back to Feng Liyan, and continued to sleep.

"Little princess? Got up. ”

“……”

"Little princess? Hurry up and get up. The wind tugged at her shoulder.

As soon as Wen Xiaoai mentioned the quilt, she directly covered her head into the quilt.

Feng Liyan reached out to pull her quilt, but didn't pull it off.

"Little princess, hurry up, let's go back to the demon world."

Wen Xiaoai, who heard this, suddenly opened her eyes, and her whole body was in good spirits.

She lifted the quilt and turned to look at the wind.

“…… Back to the demon world? ”

"Yes, hurry."

“……”

Wen Xiaoai stared at the wind for two seconds, and after making sure that he was not joking, he directly raised his hand, grabbed the quilt, and hid in again, this time he also grabbed the horn to death.

"Little princess, don't make trouble, hurry up and we'll go back." Feng Liyan's tone was a little anxious.

Because he was afraid that Jun Moyan would come back suddenly.

When the time comes, it will definitely be troublesome to walk.

"I'm not going back." Wen Xiaoai's panicked and stubborn voice came from the quilt.

"What do you mean not going back?" Feng Liyan immediately frowned, a little angry.

"You're going to stay here all the time? Don't forget what your identity is, don't you want the cat demon clan? Ye Qi, don't you want it? Patriarch, don't you want it? ”

Seeing that Feng Liyan was angry, Wen Xiaoai immediately lifted the quilt again, propped up her upper body, and said uncomfortably:

"I want, I just, I just don't want to go back yet......"

"Because of Jun Mo Yan?"

"......" Wen Xiaoai was silent, just flattened her small mouth, her little hands clenched into fists, and her eyes slowly turned red.

When Feng Liyan saw her like this, she was angry and distressed and helpless.

He was reluctant to yell at her and scold her, so he could only persuade her bitterly, after all, she really couldn't blame her for this.

"Xiao Ai, Jun Moyan is a human being, you are a demon, there is no possibility between you, don't be stupid."

"I don't care, I'm going to be with him, I'm going to marry him." Wen Xiaoai was so strong that she lay back on the bed with emotion as she spoke.

"Medicine King, go back by yourself, you go back and tell the patriarch grandma about me and Jun Mo Yan, if she agrees, I will take Jun Mo Yan back to the demon clan to see her, if she doesn't agree, I ......" Wen Xiaoai felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and then she couldn't go on.

"If the patriarch doesn't agree, will you never go back?" Feng Liyan looked at her, and the hand on the bed clenched.