"Hey you…"

I was about to say something just now, but unexpectedly felt that the child didn't really bite. Although it was painful, it was only to the extent that it wouldn't pierce the skin, but... It felt very itchy for no reason, like the neck was licked.

In this regard, Yong Ye could only smile bitterly and let the child vent his dissatisfaction.

After such a long time, he stayed in this dark place where he couldn't see clearly for a while, Wuming finally let go, leaving a red mark on Yongye's neck.

Because her physical energy was exhausted, Yong Ye simply picked her up and walked towards the Iron City, but before this exhausted girl was halfway through, she finally let go of the heart she had been holding for so long, and He fell asleep in his arms.

"Banheng, long time no see, how have you been recently?"

When Yong Ye appeared in the gap of the Iron City with Wuming in his arms, everyone in the car was stunned, including Ban Heng who was commanding the samurai.

"Teacher, teacher—Master Master!?"

"Don't be so excited, I didn't say it at the time, just left for something?"

He waved his hand indifferently, and Yong Ye also has a feeling of nostalgia for this middle-aged man Ban Heng, who used to be a stalker and wanted to be his teacher, but he didn't teach him seriously.

"No, no, but... you looked like..."

"Don't worry about such trivial things. In short, I'm back now. Please help me arrange a place. I may need to stay in this Iron City for a while."

"Ah, yes! I'll help you now, and arrange a place for your companions to rest!"

During the time of Yongye's departure, the armored iron city was lengthened, and five new carriages were added at the back, which greatly improved the carrying capacity. Therefore, there are still some vacancies, and it was before Yongye left. that section.

The skinny horse was brought up and placed in the stables on the second train. Heavy knights, scythe girls, and Natara also got on the train, but they were all standing outside the carriage. They are dolls, so they have not been put away for the time being.

There were many people who wanted to talk to him, but Yong Ye refused on the grounds that he was tired from chasing Jia Tiecheng. For the time being, he just stayed in the carriage and put Wuming on the simple bed, but Wuming suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. Grab Yong Ye's hand.

"—don't go, don't leave me alone!"

The girl who couldn't help panicking, prayed from the bottom of her heart to the man in front of her who once left her.

Chapter 41: A Confession Reply Over Ten Years Late

"I didn't go anywhere, don't worry, just sleep in peace."

Originally, she had no plans to go, just Yong Ye, who was sitting beside the bed, caressing her nameless short hair, trying to appease her in this way.

However, Wuming, who had regained some strength, quickly got up and held his face, leaning in to observe him with wide eyes.

"Uncle...you have a scar on your face."

"Ok, I know."

"Eyes... what's wrong?"

"Something went wrong."

"When you get hurt, it hurts...?"

Wuming's eyes staring at Yongye and her actions and words brushing the wound with her fingertips all have obvious distressing meanings.

She wanted to talk to Yong Ye a lot. Originally, she had prepared a lot of words of condemnation and questions she wanted to ask. She also wanted to teach Yong Ye a good lesson. Feeling distressed, I can't say anything else, and I even forget it all in an instant.

In the same way, although Yong Ye had a lot of things he wanted to say, he suffered from clumsy articulation, so he didn't say anything, but just allowed the girl in front of him who he hadn't seen for more than ten years to act.

Although like a girl, he wanted to say a lot when he hadn't met, but as long as he thought about it carefully, he would find that he actually had nothing to tell the current girl, because his journey over the years was not What a delightful journey.

Many people like to magnify the little bit of misfortune they have encountered, and they can't wait to tell all the relatives and friends they know so that everyone can comfort them, but there are also some people who are just the opposite. They are all in the bottom of my heart, and I don't like any sympathy and pity from anyone.

And Yong Ye happens to belong to the latter. He is not the kind of person who will talk to others about his pain. He is used to enduring everything silently, because... he hates being sympathized and pitied.

"Speaking of which...Aren't you going to take a shower? Sweat all over, and Kabane's blood."

When Wuming held his hand and observed carefully, Yongye noticed that a lot of her clothes were stained red, so she took this opportunity to put Wuming's question aside and pointed to the red-stained chest on her chest. Clothes reminded.

"...Does it stink?"

Wuming lifted his collar, first sniffed it himself, and then brought his face close to him, as if he was planning to let him smell his own.

"Don't smell it for me, you child, how do you say it... Men and women have different senses of smell... The judgment of this smell will be affected by hormones."

"Hormones? What? I don't understand at all. Wouldn't it be better to just say what the smell is?"

"...If the affinity is good, it is generally not stinky, so this smell is not stinky, and it's quite...cough, I'm not a pervert, please don't let me answer such a strange question."

Halfway through, Yong Ye, who realized that he had said too much, immediately stopped his words in order to avoid being treated as a weirdo.

But... it seems a little too late, the precocious girl, as if she heard something, crawled towards Yong Ye on the bed, pressing one hand on his chest, and reaching out to his The face has a charming and moving feeling that a girl of this age is definitely rarely seen.

"Hey, Eternal Night."

"What... what are you doing all of a sudden?"

Yong Ye subconsciously leaned back, trying to avoid the girl's hand. He felt that the situation was not very good.

"I should have seen the note I left at the time, right? So... what about the answer?"

"What note?"

"Confession! My confession!"

Yong Ye's hesitation made Wuming grit his teeth, but he also blushed, and his heart was pounding for the possible development later.

At that time, she left a letter that wrote a similar confession, and then she was turned into a Nue. After Yong Ye turned her back into a human being, Yong Ye left here by herself, which made her have no chance to hear a reply at all.

For Wuming, although she was two and a half months late, she was still waiting for the answer, but for Yongye, it was more than ten years ago. I remember, but the details... If you think about it carefully, it seems that you can recall a general idea?

"…that…"

"what?"

"Chest... Did you see it?"

Not knowing how to answer, Yong Ye lowered his head and found that through the neckline that the girl had previously opened by herself, it could be said that the girl's plump **** could be seen in full view, so she planned to use this to change the topic.

"...Nothing! What's the answer?"

Wuming lowered his head shyly for a moment, but after a while, he thought that he was deliberately embarrassing him and asked. She didn't tidy her neckline, because she felt like she was withdrawing at this time, so she just slowly opened her wet eyes, her rosy lips quivering like a spasm.

It can be seen from the details of the actions that she doesn't care as much about Chunguang's leak, and she is very shy, but she is more reluctant to admit defeat and cares more about Yongye's answer than this.

Although his heartbeat accelerated for a moment, Yong Ye was not the kind of person who would be easily tempted. He quickly calmed down and began to think about the answer to the girl in front of him.