"If you don't give it, I'll see what it is."

Ke Huanye smiled and retreated, looking at Wen Tianmu's anxious expression, and suddenly felt better. He looked at an exquisite booklet in his hand and slowly looked through it.

All of them are photos of her, from childhood to adulthood, there are many photos, those who eat, read, angry, happy, and even photos of her sleeping at Wen Tianmu's house. Each one is obviously carefully modified and full of books, with photos, sketches and some simple sketches.

"Fantasy, Butler Han said I had lost my memory and forgot some important things. I just wanted to take them out and take a look."

Wen Tianmu pouted, like a child who was afraid of being scolded, looked at her carefully and explained.

"It's okay, let's watch it together."

Ke Huanye's nose suddenly became sour. Looking at the carefully crafted album, he didn't know what it was, and slowly came out of his heart. A warm feeling spread throughout his limbs and bones.

The monster is still interested in this! I secretly collect photos of others, but the monster's painter is pretty good, and she is comparable to her.

This night, Ke Huanye was looking through the album with Wen Tianmu. What is rare is that Wen Tianmu did not ask why there were photos of her childhood. However, Ke Huanye thought that the child's IQ might be at this level. He could not think of so many and profound questions. If he really asked, she really didn't know how to answer.

When he was sleeping at night, Wen Tianmu forced himself to Ke Huanye's bed and hugged her and fell asleep with satisfaction.

The light moonlight shone into the room through the window. Ke Huanye looked at the evil-looking boy in front of him, and suddenly felt like he was like a different life. He unconsciously stretched out his fingers and gently stroked his eyebrows.

The next day, the two were awakened by Ouyang Ershen's huge knock on the door. Wen Tianmu opened his sleepy black eyes, and his voice felt hoarse and dissatisfied with being awakened. However, it sounded surprisingly nice. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Ke Huanye, acting coquettishly:

"Fantasy, so sleepy."

"Amu, get up quickly, be good! We were flying at 10 o'clock this morning. Didn't you always think about going on a trip? It would be too late to stay in bed again."

Ke Huanye discussed with him seriously as if he was coaxing a child.

Wen Tianmu was so angry when she woke up. She had to act coquettishly and lazy every day, which made her speechless. The first time she learned that Wen Tianmu was angry when she got up, she was frightened. Is this Wen demon? Is this guy really Wen demon?

"Child, get up quickly, why don't the lower plants take you to play?"

The key Ouyang Ershen got somewhere, but he opened the door and walked in swaggeringly. His slender figure stood beside the bed and looked at the two of them from a high place.

"I don't like him, Fantasy..."

Wen Tianmu began to act coquettishly, hugged Ke Huanye, gently rubbed her chin on her head, and muttered in a low voice.

His name is Fantasy Lower Plant. He doesn't like this title, nor does he like him.

"Human, is it interesting? If I count three times, you'd better get out of me automatically, otherwise I'll let Xiaosi go."

Ke Huanye looked up, smiled brightly, and her thick and dark eyelashes swayed gently in the morning light, like a beautiful Qianye butterfly.
Chapter completed!