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    "Pray, I'm coming to pick you up."

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    Thank you for the thunder of the babies, and thank you for the nutrient solution woohoo, a lot of wow!

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    Chapter 30

    Qi Yan couldn't tell what it felt like at this moment, his eyes fell on Fu Ci's shoulders wet by the rain, and he raised his hand and patted the person, as if he could drive away the moisture and chills from the other person's body.

    "It's obviously in City A, why did you come so far?"

    If he remembered correctly, the first high-speed train from City A to his hometown was two hours ago. Looking at the fallen leaves piled on the umbrella, Fu Ji waited here for at least two hours with an umbrella.

    Silly.

    Now that the daytime temperature is only about 5°C, and it's still raining, wouldn't Fu Ci find a store nearby to avoid it?

    Fu Ci seemed to see what he was thinking, grabbed his hand and stuffed it into Qi Yan's pocket, "Don't shoot, it will be cold."

    "I want to see you early, so I'm here."

    This is where all the taxis stop, and he wants to make sure that he can find someone as soon as he gets off the bus.

    Fu Ci took Qi Yan's suitcase, "It's you, why didn't you open an umbrella when you got off the bus?"

    He tilted his umbrella towards Prayer, "Winter rain is the coldest."

    Qi Yan pursed her lips and said nothing more, "Let's go, first station."

    Fu Ci's hand was terrifyingly cold. He used to put his hand in his pocket, but now he just shook it lightly and let it go. He must know that his body temperature is not high now.

    There was not much time reserved for Qi Yan to get on the train. The two quickly got on the high-speed rail. Fu Ci changed seats with others, and the two sat together.

    Qi Yan took out the thermos cup on the side of his schoolbag, "This is the chicken soup my mother prepared for me, I want to drink it on the way, you finish it."

    Just in time for the cold.

    Fu Ci was a little flattered, "Really give me a drink?"

    You know, Qi Yan didn't want to let himself touch the things he drank before, and he was not allowed to share a cup...

    "Don't drink it." Qi Yan was about to withdraw his hand, but the cup was snatched away.

    Fu Ci unscrewed the lid and took a sip immediately, as if he was afraid of repenting, "I drink, I drink!"

    "Auntie's stewed chicken soup is still so fresh."

    The temperature should also have been deliberately cooled, just right, slightly hot, but very comfortable to drink in the stomach.

    Qi Yan was relieved to see him drinking, and took out several tea eggs from his bag, "Do you want to eat it?"

    His mother knew that he didn't like to buy food on the high-speed train, so he prepared it specially, afraid that he would be hungry.

    Fu Ci was not polite. He took the tea eggs and started peeling them. He peeled them and said, "Pray, is the chicken soup a little weak? I tasted a little strange."

    Qi Yan frowned, "Really?"

    He also drank a bowl before he left, and it tasted good! Qi Yan picked up the thermos cup and took a sip, and just wanted to say that there was no problem, but Yu Guang found Fu Ci peeking at him next to him, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

    Praying: "...Are you all bored?"

    Fu Cixin's thoughts were pierced, but instead he became magnanimous, "It's boring for me to drink too much by myself."

    After he finished speaking, he handed the peeled tea egg to Qi Yan's mouth, "Take a bite?"

    Qi Yan pushed his hand away, "Okay, I ate a lot before I went out. If I eat until I die, you can eat it yourself."

    It's weird enough to drink the same bowl of chicken soup and eat an egg...

    But as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ci lifted his padded jacket, put his hand in and put it on his stomach, "I'll check."

    Fu Ci pressed down lightly, it was indeed bulging, "Well, auntie fed you quite full."

    There was no chance for him to perform at all.

    Qi Yan looked at the person who touched his stomach and started eating tea eggs since he retracted his hand, grinding his teeth, and stopped looking at the scenery outside the window.

    He really couldn't stop this man.

    But Fu Ci was obviously unable to rest. After drinking the chicken soup, he leaned over to Qi Yan and bumped his arm, "Sleepy?"

    Seeing that Qiyan ignored him, and leaned closer, "You haven't seen me for 23 days, why don't you miss me?"

    Since the two met, he could not wait to keep his eyes on Qi Yan, but Qi Yan seemed to have no joy in reuniting after a separation, and even disliked him a little more.

    No, used to hate it...

    "Shall we talk?"

    Fu Ci lowered his voice, his tone was rather pitiful.

    Qi Yan didn't turn his head to look at him with no expression on his face. Instead, he reached out and took out a light-colored woolen scarf from his schoolbag, wrapped it around Fu Ci's neck, and pulled it up to cover half of it. face, "Be quiet."

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