Yi Xing fell asleep for a long time, Yan Xiaomo sat on the edge of the bed every day and took care of Yi Xing carefully, originally planned to get the prophecy of time early and then go to Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes.

Who knew that she would meet Yi Xing in Lin'an, and Yi Xing happened to be the owner of Qianji Villa, the person who had the prophecy of time.

If she wants to get the Prophecy of Time, she must gain Yi Xing's trust.

Otherwise, how could Yi Xing reveal the news of the Prophecy of Time to her?

Yi Xing slowly opened his eyes, and his vision became clear from blur.

I saw Yan Xiaomo's half body lying on the edge of the bed, breathing evenly but frowning tightly, as if she was not sleeping comfortably.

Yi Xing didn't dare to move, for fear that his beautiful eyes would open as soon as he moved.

Although he was in a coma these days, he faintly felt that someone was feeding him medicine and taking care of him by his side.

Now it seems that the person who takes care of him should be her.

When Yan Xiaomo woke up, she found that Yi Xing was looking at her, and Yan Xiaomo stared at Yi Xing for a while in dull consciousness.

"Yi Xing, are you awake?" Yan Xiaomo asked with a look of surprise on her face.

"Well, did I wake you up?"

Looking at the confused appearance of the woman in front of him, Yi Xing only felt that she was very cute.

"No, I woke up naturally when I had enough sleep."

Yan Xiaomo shook her head and said honestly.

Seeing Yi Xing wake up, she said she was surprised, but it was also expected.

"Xiao Jiu, don't you have any other names besides Yan Jiu?"

His intuition told him that this woman definitely had other names.

Yan Jiu's name was just to hide his identity, and he suddenly wanted to know her real name.

Yan Xiaomo glanced at Yi Xing weakly, "How do you know that I have other names?" ”

This is amazing, but I don't think it's strange, didn't the ancient people like to have a few more names?

Just like Li Bai, the word is too white, known as Qinglian layman.

"I guess."

The corners of Yi Xing's mouth curved a little, with a faint smile on his face.

"I do have another name, Yan Xiaomo, there is no special name, and there is even a hint of Mary Sue and non-mainstream in this name."

Yan Xiaomo complained about her name, maybe the more casual the name, the more memorable it will be.

"Yan Xiaomo?" Yi Xing silently read it a few times in his heart, only to feel that the name was catchy.

"Then can I call you Yan Xiaomo in the future?"

Yi Xing asked.

"Yes, it's just a name."

I can take many names casually, Yan Xiaomo said secretly in her heart, but Yan Xiaomo's name is her most original name.

"Since you're awake, let's drink the medicine first."

Yan Xiaomo suddenly wanted to give Yi Xing medicine, Yi Xing was not easy to feed when he was in a coma, and now that he has woken up, he can finally let him drink medicine by himself.

Watching Yan Xiaomo bring the medicine bowl over, Yi Xing took it and put it aside, and said, "Drink it later." ”

Although he often drinks medicine, he does hate drinking medicine very much, it is bitter and unpleasant.

"No, it's cold, the medicine is gone, you have to drink it while it's hot."

Yan Xiaomo looked serious, picked up the medicine bowl that Yi Xing had placed on the table, and stirred it with a spoon.

"Do you want me to feed you or do you drink it yourself?"

Yan Xiaomo smiled softly at Yi Xing, a child who doesn't drink medicine is not a good child.

"I'll do it myself." Yi Xing reluctantly took the medicine bowl in Yan Xiaomo's hand.