After wearing it back, he bald the wealthy tyrant meow rua

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Without saying anything, she patted him on the shoulder lightly, comforting him silently.

The person in his arms didn't speak, it was silent.

Until Feng Lin felt his shoulders were cold, he looked at the corner of the car with distressed eyes, but he just hugged him tighter and still didn't speak. He knew that Ji Feng needed to be alone to calm down at this time.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped again. Ji Feng slowly raised his head, sat up straight and turned his head to the side. When he looked over again, there was nothing unusual except that his eyes were a little red.

Feng Lin acted as if nothing had happened before, and said softly, "I've already arrived at the bottom of the mountain. Before I got in the car, I told them to buy tributes and things for worship. Now I can go to the mountain to worship before dark."

Ji Feng hummed, paused, and still couldn't help saying in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."

Feng Lin patted his head, Ji Feng didn't hide, Feng Lin's eyes were filled with imperceptible tenderness: "Let's go."

The two got out of the car together and walked up the mountain one after the other. They obviously didn't say anything, but the relationship between the two was much closer because of the previous incident.