Qiu Feng almost occupied half of Bai Jieyu's bed like a scoundrel.

Because Granny Feng and the bald head were also shot, Ethan had the foresight to ask someone to help deal with it, so Bai Jieyu didn't have to bother with it.

By the time Bai Jieyu came back from taking a bath, Qiu Feng had already made an even breathing sound on the half of the bed, and had taken a new blanket to cover it alone.

Bai Jieyu, who originally planned to go to Granny Feng with the quilt for one night, suddenly hesitated.

She recognized the bed.

Moreover, Qiu Feng looked unthreatening - asleep, and wrapped in a blanket alone.

At this moment, it was already two o'clock, Bai Jieyu's head was drowsy, rubbing her sore neck, and she was really tired.

Really go and squeeze with Qiu Feng?

But although the two of them had that deal, and even met frankly last time, Bai Jieyu was in a dream at that time, and it was still unacceptable to let her do that kind of thing when she was sober.

couldn't help but yawn, and there were even tears flowing out of his eyes because of sourness, which was really weak.

"It should be fine, no pajamas. Bai Jieyu didn't want to disturb Granny Feng, who had already fallen asleep and rested, so she comforted herself and carefully lay down beside Qiu Feng.

Fortunately, this guy is a bit of a side sleeper, and his figure is not fat, which is completely enough for two people to lie down without being next to each other.

Although she knew that Qiu Feng was already asleep and could still hear his slight breathing, Bai Jieyu was still a little restrained.

Growing so big, except for the Dragon King, she has never been in the same bed with the opposite sex, why is this feeling so weird?

"Just get some sleep. Anyway, now that he's asleep, he doesn't know he's slept next to him. If he had gotten up earlier in the morning, he would have known nothing. ”

"What if he wakes up suddenly? Will he do something to himself?"

"Probably not, they're all so badly injured......

Bai Jieyu's head was a mess of porridge, but her eyes were closed heavily, she was too sleepy.

There was silence in the room.

Qiu Feng really didn't plan to touch her, even though he wasn't asleep.

Someone said, "If you love her, how can you be afraid of ten years in prison?"

Qiu Feng really wanted to do something, even if Bai Jieyu resisted...... Well, his physical condition is really a little overwhelmed.

Quietly lying flat and smelling the fragrance of the room, Qiu Feng fell asleep. When was the last time there was a woman lying around? It seems that Yuri hasn't betrayed him yet......

The two fell into a deep sleep and did not speak all night.

When Bai Jieyu woke up, she hurriedly opened her eyes and looked around, there was no one, only there seemed to be a little residual warmth in the quilt, and it seemed that Qiu Feng had been up for a while.

After checking it, her body was intact, which made Bai Jieyu very relieved, and she seemed to be faintly lost, obviously Qiu Feng looked impatient last time...... Still a little sleepy, Bai Jieyu turned over, fell asleep in a few breaths, and the tip of her nose was filled with a hint of autumn maple.

About two hours later, Bai Jieyu got up and walked out of the door, and when she looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

Qiu Feng was practicing in the gym, and when he heard the movement, he walked out slowly, with a trademark smile: "Wake up, I cooked porridge in the morning and warmed it up for you." ”

After a night of cultivation and a morning of practice, his injuries had already shown initial signs of healing, his meridians had begun to improve, and the effect of the "Qi Nourishing Technique" was slowly improving as the time he spent cultivating. Maybe we'll be able to do something tonight?

Bai Jieyu couldn't see through Qiu Feng's thoughts, but when she saw the "sincere" smile on Qiu Feng's face, she suddenly felt that life didn't seem to be so bad.

……

If Tibet is a treasure of the Celestial Empire, then the Potala Palace is the dazzling pearl of this treasure. The Potala Palace is built on the mountain, the palace is stacked, towering and magnificent.

The second outline of the Red Palace is known as the outline of painting. The surroundings of the Huikou are full of murals such as the history of the construction of the Potala Palace, the inauguration ceremony of the Red Palace, and Buddhist activities. There are as many as 698 murals, including the scene when the Red Palace was built, as well as the living customs of the Tibetan people at that time, such as horse racing, archery, wrestling, etc.

A picturesque woman in plain clothes is sketching a riding and shooting drawing on the wall. There was not a trace of hesitation, the movements were like flowing water, and a few strokes sketched an outline. Whether playing chess or drawing, we pay attention to layout, and often the first stroke or stroke is very important. If you have a good beginning, then the end will not be too bad.

The woman stopped her pen and pondered for a while, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the pencil in her hand drew a big "x." on the drawing paper just now.

"The soul of what you admire, no matter how perfect it is, belongs to someone else. What do you have to do with yourself?" the woman sighed slightly, put away the pen and paper, and walked to a few girls who were chatting not far away.

"Ling'er, quick, laugh!" Yan Xiaoting stretched out two fingers and stretched out the corners of Gu Ling'er's mouth.

However, Gu Ling'er still looked like she was out of her mind, which made Yan Xiaoting and Shen Xiaoya also feel sad.

"Ling'er, you can't do this!" Shen Xiaoya said helplessly, and when she saw the plain-clothed woman coming, she immediately beckoned, "Sister, have you finished painting?"

Shen Xiaoya's sister Shen Suxin is quite proficient in Tibetan, and she also loves and likes Tibet very much.

Shen Suxin nodded slightly, looked at Gu Ling'er and said, "It's better to find two eminent monks to explain it to her." ”

"Good idea!" Yan Xiaoting's eyes lit up, "Then we'll leave now." ”

"Most of the Tibetan monks speak Tibetan, and I can act as an interpreter. Shen Suxin said.

Gu Ling'er did not object, and was pulled away by Yan Xiaoting and Shen Xiaoya. The group passed through the palace, found a monk or lama, asked for the way, and went straight to their destination.

In a side hall, a lama helped a couple untie the sign, beckoned, and it was Gu Ling'er's turn.

"Wait outside. Shen Suxin walked in alone with Gu Ling'er, this beautiful girl shouldn't want too many people to know.

"Donor, ask for a lot. The lama said.

"Don't you have to divide your career or marriage?" asked Shen Suxin, and in temples in other places, there seemed to be this kind of saying.

"Different paths lead to the same end, and there is no need to divide them. The lama smiled faintly.

Gu Ling'er lowered her little head and drew a lot at random. Seeing this, the lama frowned slightly: "It seems that the donor is not asking about the way forward, but has a knot to solve." ”

"If the wife of the couple was suddenly attacked by a fierce beast just now, and the husband killed the beast in order to save her, would he be guilty?" asked Gu Ling'er.

Shen Suxin was slightly stunned before relaying his words.

"Guilty. The lama smiled slightly, "All beings are equal. ”

Hearing Shen Suxin's translation, Gu Ling'er's heart suddenly sank, and the lama's answer did not surprise her. However, she was silent for a while, and still asked, "What if...... Is it a heinous crime for a husband to kill a man?"

Homicide?

Shen Suxin's face turned pale, this girl saw that someone had killed someone? No wonder she had been in a trance for the past two days, and asked her what she said and refused to reveal.

couldn't help but look at Gu Ling'er more, and Shen Suxin tried her best to translate the original words.

The lama was also a little surprised, looking at Gu Ling'er's eyes full of sadness and entanglement, he thought about it, and said softly: "There is no doubt that his sin is unforgivable. But he must love you very much...... For your sake, he is willing to go to hell. ”