Qingyan couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Yijiu hugging his waist tightly, rubbing his head in the crook of his neck, and saying nothing. "Baby, my power has been sealed by the barrier here. I can't go out anymore. Instead of doing this, I'd rather be in love with you." Yijiu gave up on herself while touching her with her dishonest paws. "Ajiu, I haven't told you my identity yet." Qingyan said helplessly while holding down Yijiu's dishonest claws. "Did you have a crush before me?" "How could it be? He Jiu is the only person I have fallen in love with." Qingyan was afraid that Yijiu would misunderstand and quickly and solemnly assured Yijiu, "Do you have any serious hidden diseases in your body?" "No, the only illness I've had over the years is sleeping for several years." "Then it's fine. I know that you are healthy and I am the only one in my heart. I have no interest in your identity at all," Yijiu said casually. It's not that Yijiu is careless, but that he loves Qingyan, and as long as Qingyan has him in his heart, he doesn't care about anything else.