Jiang Lin first stepped out of the cabin. After confirming that there was no danger, he finally let Mo Ye come out.
Mo Ye watched Jiang Lin extend his hand to pull her out of the cockpit, then raised her delicate head to look at him.
Could it be that this person has always been treating me as Niannian?
At that moment, this was what Mo Ye was thinking.
For some reason, whenever the man before her treated her as Niannian, she felt somewhat angry, yet also somewhat happy.
Even Mo Ye herself could not figure out what kind of emotion this was.
And the more she failed to understand it, the more agitated she became.
Looking again at this man's Yasashi-like gesture before her, it seemed that he was this gentle with every woman. Mo Ye grew even angrier, and her soft, fair hand directly slapped Jiang Lin's palm away.
"I can get out myself!"
Before Jiang Lin, Mo Ye braced herself and crawled out of the cockpit.
Although Jiang Lin did not know why Mo Ye had suddenly become angry again, his old face flushed, and he quickly shifted his gaze away.
Sure enough, Niannian was no longer Niannian. She was Mo Ye...
After the two of them left Unicorn No. 3, Jiang Lin stored Unicorn No. 3 in the specially made Storage Bag.
It seemed that Unicorn No. 3's mission had come to an end. He would never again be able to pilot a man's romance...
It really was a pity. Back when he was inside Unicorn No. 2, he had felt as if gods would be slain if they blocked his path, and demons would be slaughtered if they stood in his way...
Standing on the ground, Jiang Lin and Mo Ye found a rolling sea