Lan Qing was annoyed by the question, and couldn't move, just wanted to escape from his restraints, closed his eyes and shook his head.

"If you don't like it, let it go!"

As soon as the words fell, the strength in his hand suddenly increased. Jing Ci really stopped, and a dark red streamer slipped through his dark eyes.

Lan Qing didn't see it.

“...... Liar, Qing'er is not well-behaved at all. ”

There was a faint sigh in his ears, and in the next second, a warm touch was imprinted on his lips.

Jing Ci's movements were serious and gentle, and with that familiar feeling, he let his body gradually lose control.

He always seemed to find something out of her control, which was wonderful, but he loved it.

Lan Qing's mind was in chaos, forgetting the struggle, forgetting the resistance, and the scenes buried deep in his heart were evoked.

Just when he was confused, a shallow murmur interrupted Jing Ci's movements.

"Junhuai ......"

Jing Ci felt that a string in his head was broken.

He paused in his movements, and the light in his eyes dimmed, and there was a dead silence.

He opened his mouth in a dumb voice and asked softly, "Qing'er, who is this?"

Her heartbeat went from being uncontrollable at the beginning to stagnation now, and the whisper that lingered in her ears repeatedly.

Lan Qing opened his eyes and didn't speak, his hand covered his face, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked.

It was obviously a beautiful smile, but it changed its meaning in Jing Ci's eyes.

He took her hand off, clasped it tightly and pressed it to his chest, and repeated it again in a very gentle voice: "Qing'er, tell me, who were you calling just now?"

If it weren't for the tyrannical killing intent in his eyes, Lan Qing might have really thought that he was normal now.

The temperature between the two dropped suddenly, and the atmosphere froze and was suffocating.

"What do you say? The curvature of the corners of Lan Qing's mouth has not decreased.

Jing Ci smiled and nodded, "Well, I see." With that, he let go of her and rolled over and got out of bed.

The movement was very light, and he helped her tuck the corners of the quilt. In the next second, the dark light in his hand flashed and disappeared beside the bed.

The room suddenly fell silent, Lan Qing sat up, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth had long since disappeared.

Quietly looking somewhere, it's hard to be distracted.

She did it on purpose.

I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this, but if it can alleviate the pain of both of them in the end, it's good for both of them.

......

On the second day, Lan Qing didn't expect to see the person sitting at the table laughing and waiting for her as soon as she opened her eyes, and the temperature in the quilt returned to the familiar cold again.

got up, tidied up his clothes, and there was a knock on the door of Xiao Er outside.

"Guest, are you up?"

Lan Qing put on the mask and opened the door, Xiao Er immediately smiled and handed her the food box in his hand.

"Thank you. After saying that, he was about to close the door when he was stopped.

"What?" Lan Qing frowned.

Xiao Er asked mysteriously, "Guest officer, is the other guest officer with you stimulated by anything?"

Say. Lan Qing's face didn't have any expression.

"When I first came up, I saw him ......" Before he finished speaking, he swept the figure that exuded coldness from the corner, and was immediately silenced!

changed his words: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'll step back first, you have something to order." ”

After saying that, he ran away like a rabbit!

Lan Qing turned his head to look at the people who came over, not knowing what to do, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body.

I wanted to ask, but in the end I blocked my throat.

She didn't know what Jing Ci was doing last night, but there were wisps of red blood in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was full of anger and lack of qi and blood.

The two stood by the door, neither of them speaking first.

Jing Ci's eyes were calm, like black eyes containing thousands of stars, full of dead silence, and there was no emotion to be seen.

It's a stalemate.

"Brother, sister, what are you doing standing here?" Baili Wenluo walked out of the door with sleepy eyes, looking at the two in front of her curiously.

Jing Ci ignored it, still staring at Lan Qing.

Lan Qing retracted his gaze, looked at Baili Wenluo, and asked lightly, "Have you eaten?"

"No...... I'm so hungry. Baili Wenluo grabbed the corner of her clothes, and her stomach sounded as if it were the occasion.

She hadn't eaten a bite since she escaped with her brother. Last night, because I was too tired, I slept close to the bed, and in the morning I was naturally woken up hungry.

Lan Qing handed her the food box in his hand and said, "Take it back and eat it." ”

Baili Wenluo took it, the smell of food emanated, her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Thank you, sister!"

When I was about to take it back happily, I thought of something, turned around and asked, "The food box was given to me, so what are you eating?"

"It's okay, just take it. ”

"Thank you, sister!"

Hearing Lan Qing say this, Baili Wenluo didn't ask any more, feeling that the atmosphere between the two of them was not quite right, and hurried back to the house with the food box.

When the sound of the door closing, Lan Qing retracted his gaze and turned around and walked into the house.

Jing Ci paused for a moment, followed in, and when he closed the door, he was cut by a nail that came out of nowhere on the door, and blood flowed out.

Lan Qing didn't see it, and Jing Ci didn't make a sound, silently wiped his hand casually on the black clothes.

Taking off the mask and sitting back at the table, Lan Qing noticed the red silk under the bed.

Last night he was an eyesore and took it down himself.

After thinking about it, I walked over and picked it up and put it on the table.

Jing Ci originally belonged to the constitution of attracting disasters, and he didn't go out with a bundle of magic silk last night, so I'm afraid I suffered a lot of injuries, and I'm afraid that the smell of blood came from this.

Lan Qing's heart ached for a moment.

Looking at the person standing not far away who didn't come over, he pushed the red silk in front of him and said, "Don't take it off casually." ”

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say good, but opened his mouth slightly but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make any sound, so he could only nod lightly. Walking over to pick it up, Red Aya consciously wrapped it around her wrist.

pulled out the stool and sat opposite Lan Qing. After pouring a glass of water into my stomach, the tingling sensation in my throat was reduced a little.

"Last night, I'm sorry, never again. ”

As soon as he spoke, his voice sounded as if he had been sanded.

Lan Qing's brows tightened a little, he didn't say anything, and with a flick of his fingertips, the white chess flew out.

excitedly turned around twice on the top of Jing Ci's head before he lowered his lustre.

There was a slight itch on his body, and the tingling sensation gradually disappeared, and he was wrapped in a warm spiritual power, like a pair of warm hands, soothing his wounds.

Ten breaths later, the white chess flew back into Lan Qing's palm and disappeared silently.

Jing Ci hooked the corners of his mouth and bowed politely to her: "Thank you." ”

“...... Well. ”

His sudden estrangement made Lan Qing a little more uncomfortable. But isn't this what I wanted before?

"When are you going to Jinhua Palace?" Jing Ci asked.

"Tonight. ”

"Good. ”

“......”

The conversation was very flat, and after asking, no one spoke again.

——

Han Gong Peak.

"Oh no, it's not good! Rong Lao, little brother Bai!" Yan Chonghuai hurriedly rushed into the courtyard, and Hua Qing hid at the speed of an electric shock.

Bai Lang leisurely pressed a white chess piece on the chessboard, without looking back, and asked, "Lord Yan Gu, what's wrong?"

Rong Zhen propped his head, looked distressed, and played a black chess. Then he turned his head: "What's wrong? Is someone going to attack the Valley of No Return?"

"Oh, no, no!" Yan Chonghuai said hurriedly, "Didn't Mu Xianjun give me the key to the Demon Gate when he left......?" It's gone!"

"What!!"