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The moonlight is beautiful, real and illusory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Caiwei looked at his deep gaze, smelling the mint fragrance on his body, and a lingering and long taste rippled between the two.

Nan Ronglie gently stroked her smooth and delicate face, and softly called her name: "Wei'er, come with me!"

"Where are you going?"

"I'll take you back to the south! I'll take everything right, and this time I'm going to marry Mingmei. ”

"What about the princess? What are you going to do with her? Do you want to force her to death? I can't do it!"

"Then you want to force me to death?" Nan Ronglie's eyes were full of pain.

Ling Caiwei's body after bathing exuded a girl's unique fragrance, Nan Ronglie stared at her intently, he really couldn't guess her heart.

Hearing this topic, Ling Caiwei was physically and mentally exhausted. They quarreled too many times over this matter, and each time they broke up unhappily. She just didn't want to face that anymore.

"I'll talk about it when it's over. Is it okay not to talk about this now?"

Outside the window, the first quarter moon emerged from the clouds, and a thin light passed through the gap between the two people, casting on the white wall like an impassable Milky Way.

Nam Youngyeol kissed her lightly on the forehead and rolled over to lie on her side.

"Soft tendons are harmless to you, they only temporarily make you lose your internal strength. Since you don't want to talk about that, let's talk about tomorrow's game. How do you win that Female Celebrity game?"

Ling Caiwei moved her body to the inside of the bed to distance herself, and he immediately clinged to him again. Ling Caiwei moved again, and he posted it again. Until it is forced into a corner, there is no way to retreat.

"Does it matter to you whether I win or lose the game?" Ling Caiwei prevented him from approaching, leaning her back against the wall and pushing him away with her arms

"You lose and come home with me. If you win, I'll go home with you!" Nan Ronglie grabbed Ling Caiwei's hand and put it on his face.

Ling Caiwei's weak and boneless little hand was on his hot cheek, and a hot heat was instantly transmitted to her heart, and the frozen world slowly melted into water.

"What a bum!" she tried to pull her hand away, but he clenched it tighter.

He warned her: "Don't move, or I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself and eat you!"

Ling Caiwei was slightly stunned, and her face turned red again.

She obediently stopped moving. The room was quiet for a moment, and only the chirping of autumn insects outside the window could be heard. There was also the sound of Nam Rongyeol's heavy breathing.

The air is stagnant mixed with ambiguous smells. Ling Caiwei was looking for a topic in her mind, wanting to distract him, but Nan Ronglie suddenly remembered something and took out a small wooden box from her arms.

"I'll send you. You must like it. He opened the wooden box and took out a silver mask with exquisite workmanship, which looked the same as Nam Rongyeol's mask, but one size smaller than his, and the edge of one side of the mask was carved with a branch with a few plum blossoms, some of which were blooming, and some of which were budding, lifelike.

The branches meandered from the bottom to the corners of the eyes, enchanting and charming, with a little coldness, Ling Caiwei couldn't put it down in her hand.

"In the future, if you don't want to show your true face, you can just put the mask on. It's easier than you. He took the mask and buttoned it up on her face, nodding in satisfaction, "It's a good match." ”

"What is a good match?" Ling Caiwei took off her mask and looked at it. The mask appears to be made of silver, but it fits comfortably on the face, and is lightweight and resilient. I don't know what material it forged. It's not an ordinary mask, it's a rarity.

Nan Ronglie took out his mask and put the two masks together, and Ling Caiwei saw a large and a small mask with the same texture and style placed together, close next to each other like the two of them. There was an indescribable complex emotion in my heart.

For some reason, I asked something like that.

"If one day, you are tired of imperial power, will you accompany me to the end of the world and make the four seas home?"

Nan Ronglie looked at her in silence, and Ling Caiwei's heart gradually beat sluggishly in his silence.

She regretted why she was asking such a question? If it's unattainable, why bother asking!

Just when she felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more strange, Nan Ronglie put on the mask for her, put it on herself, and said with a pair of affectionate eyes: "One day I will fulfill my wish, we will go incognito together, wear masks and swords to walk the rivers and lakes, and act chivalrous and righteous together." The title is called 'Husband and Wife Hero'. ”

"Who is husband and wife with you?" Ling Caiwei took off her mask and threw it aside.

Nam Ronglie smiled: "We have always been, always will be." Otherwise, it's called 'Immortal Heroes'?"

"Why is there a couple? You are you, I am me, don't always put it together and say okay?"

"You are me, I am you. We're always in this together. ”

"You're talking nonsense again. ”

"You'll know tomorrow when you win the game. ”

"I only lose and don't win......"

"You're going to win

。 ”

"What about losing?"

"If you lose, you will marry me and accompany me to old age. ”

"Why are you such a scoundrel?"

"No, what if you run away, bummer?"

"Scoundrel ......"

Ling Caiwei and Nan Ronglie were lying side by side on the bed, clasping hands, you and I were fighting every word, and the moon hiding behind the clouds quietly showed half of its face, secretly listening to the whispers of the two. At this moment, all the love words in the world are no match for two people.

The next day, when Ling Caiwei woke up, the people around her were gone. Only a mask sat next to her pillow, reminding her that everything was true last night.

She touched the mattress with her hand, which was still warm, and he had just left.

Ling Caiwei smiled and put away her mask, ready for today's game.

Last night, when she was chatting with Nam Rongyeol, she looked at the moon hidden behind the clouds outside the window, and suddenly blessed her heart.

Sitting in front of the embroidery frame, she did not hesitate, and flew the needle and thread.

She told herself that this was only the patient's body, and the needle in her hand was also a healing needle, and she controlled the fear and boredom in her heart, focusing on embroidering the pattern in her heart with one stitch and one thread.

Nam Ronglie stood not far away and watched her for a long time, but she didn't notice it.

Before the evening, when the game was over, the referee came to collect the works, walked up to Ling Caiwei and saw what she embroidered, opened her mouth wide, and her jaw fell in shock.

"This, this, what is this?" that Nan Ronglie was placed in the inner line of the organizing committee and looked around in panic, and hurriedly rolled up Ling Caiwei's embroidery and held it under his armpit.

Dear mother, this is my life. How can you explain this to the pavilion master, and you still want to win when you embroider it like this?

He thought about Nan Ronglie's entrustment once, and his flesh hurt once, and he glanced at Ling Caiwei with the afterglow of his eyes.

It's too uncompetitive. But if you have a look, you can get by. This, this, what is this embroidery!

He walked away dejectedly with the embroidery.

Ling Caiwei pursed her lips, and slandered in her heart: Grandma didn't want to win, what does it matter to you what kind of embroidery you have?

Ling Caiwei followed the team back to the middle of the square, waiting for the results of the first three games to be announced.

In the Go competition, Ling Caiwei was confident. She defeated ten other girls in a row and won first.

In the women's red competition, she planned to lose. I just don't know what the result is?

She waited for the result like the other girls, but after the two pillars of incense passed, the result was still in suspense.

Just when the girls were impatient, President Pang came out of the backstage to announce the winner of the painting and calligraphy competition.

Group 1: Fang Dong'er, Group 2: Su Xiu, Group 3...... Tang Feiyan in the eighth group, Yue Feng in the ninth group, and Ling Caiwei in the tenth group.

(To be continued.) )