The first dream is emotional, looking at the face outlined by the candle in front of him, the handsome silhouette is like a little gold powder in the flickering of the candle to exude bright glory, the face is handsome, the jade face is graceful, but it is full of sincerity, staring at himself earnestly, without the frivolity and frivolity of the dew boy in the wind and moon field, a kind of melting and warmth that has never been diffused from the heart of the first dream, the throbbing fit and heartbeat and beating heartbeat, is the feeling that the Xianbei Emperor has never had even when he was accompanied day and night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Alright, don't think about it, go to sleep. Fu Xuan said softly.

"What about Childe?"

"Okay, I'll sleep with you. ”

Fu Xuan naturally stretched out his arms behind the tips of Chu Meng's hair, patted his shoulder, signaled Chu Meng to lie up, Chu Meng was shy, and pushed his head away to another place, Fu Xuan simply grabbed Chu Meng's head, Chu Meng half pushed and half on, pillow on Fu Xuan's arm and bent down, his side face was close to Fu Xuan's chest, and he looked at Fu Xuan's smiling eyes shyly, like a fledgling nestling nestled on the tall cypress. Fu Xuan's chest was as warm and thick as ever, and when the first dream approached, he listened to his heartbeat also vibrating violently, and couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and asked, "If Childe can't sleep, would it be good for me to study with Childe?"

"Oh, are you still literate?" It's a pity that Fu Xuan is not good at lying to her beloved, and wanted to coax her refugee status, but this tone was too exaggerated, and Chu Meng saw that he was coaxing himself when he heard it, and glared at him in disgust, reached over his body to get the pillow book, and flipped it up.

"Does Childe like this kind of book on the history of the art of war?" Hatsumemu also looked at it with interest.

"I didn't say whether I liked it or not, I just needed to see it. ”

"Is Childe going to be a general and leading troops to fight in the future?"

"It is unknown whether the civil officer or the military attache will serve, but the male son will serve the country, so he will naturally go. ”

"Childe ......" A trace of silence flashed in Chu Meng's eyes, if he was on the battlefield on the battlefield, Fu Xuan and Duan Ran would be defeated, but no matter who was injured and died, her heart was like a knife.

"In the future, if no one else is around, just call me to help Xuan. Fu Xuan saw that her eyes were a little confused, so he guessed what was in her heart, but he couldn't forgive her directly, so he hugged her arm tightly, and quipped, "Is the first dream worried that I, as a husband, will go to the battlefield?"

"Who is the 'husband'!" "Chu Meng really came back from his trance, stood up, stared at him with beautiful eyes and pouted at him.

Fu Xuan laughed and said, "If it's a joke, don't take it seriously." ”

"You still say...... "Chu Meng was about to beat him when he copied the cushion at hand, and Fu Xuan let her soft cotton wool satin smash on his solid chest, but he begged for mercy again and again: "Good Chu Meng, I don't dare anymore! Heroine, heroine, spare your life!"

The first dream was making a fuss, and suddenly heard Fu Xuan's "oops", her brows were tightly locked, as if she was hurt by something, and she instantly lost the color of joy and only covered her heart and sighed bitterly, the first dream suddenly changed her face, and her heart tightened, thinking of the short knife under the soft cushion in the dream before, she hurriedly pounced on her body to investigate, and fumbled on Fu Xuan's chest in a hurry, and asked in her mouth: "Where does it hurt, it's all the first dream presumptuous, childe...... Where is the pain ......", so anxious that sweat oozed from the sideburns and skin, but unexpectedly Fu Xuan suddenly smiled evilly, stretched out his arm and hugged Chu Meng's slender waist, rubbed her into his arms, and Chu Meng's body was close to Fu Xuan Xiangwan's warm chest.

Fu Xuan smiled ambiguously, squinted at Chu Meng's white and red face under his chin, and said, "Are you nervous about me?"

"I care about you kindly, but you make fun of me!" Chu Meng said after breaking free from Fu Xuan's arm, turning over and sleeping on the side and ignoring him, his previously blushing face was now puffed up like a red pomegranate with a low hanging branch in early summer.

"First dream, I was wrong......"

Chu Meng was silent, Fu Xuan had no choice but to look at her slender back helplessly, and after waiting for a while, he saw her fragrant shoulders trembling slightly, accompanied by a low sobbing voice.

Seeing that Chu Meng seemed to be really sad and sad, Fu Xuan panicked at this time, hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to coax, and said good words endlessly, promising again and again: "Fu Xuan knows that he is wrong, and he will never make such jokes again." But Chu Meng was still deaf, muttering and silent, and finally simply covered his face with the bedding, leaving Fu Xuan alone outside the futon and depressed.

"I'll have something fun to tell you!" Fu Xuan propped his arms and carefully poked his head into the reaction of the first dream in the futon, and said, "When I was dining with Richer Zhi tonight, I suddenly saw a silk hair in the dish, I said that it was silk hair, and Richer Zhi said that it was pig hair that had not been cleaned, and carefully took it and checked, it turned out to be Richer Radiant's long brown hair fell into it, but Richer Zhi said that it was pig hair, isn't it that he himself is a pig...... Hahaha...... Well...... Isn't it funny?......"

Amused for a long time, Chu Meng was still indifferent, Fu Xuan sighed lightly, turned his body to the other side and lay down, his face was sad and sad, he had to touch the pillow book to chat to pass the sorrow, but how could the book be read, only to take the afterglow to look at the movement on the side of Chu Meng. And Chu Meng finally couldn't hold back at this time, and lifted the futon covering his head, and the crisp Ying Ying laughter overflowed the quilt to fill the bedroom, Chu Meng smiled like a flower, looked at Fu Xuan playfully, and said: "What's the matter, you are only allowed to make fun of me, and I am not allowed to make you happy?"

It turned out that the first dream was not sad and angry, but just coaxed Fu Xuan to make him at a loss, Fu Xuan smiled widely, and turned to stare at the smart and delicate beauty in front of him, she was different from all the women Fu Xuan had seen before, neither flattering him nor timid him, and the tacit understanding of knowing each other when she was with her was wonderful. Fu Xuan smiled heartily, his mind was all burned into his eyes, he slowly stared at her eyes from her eyebrows, and slowly looked at her lips from her eyes, the first dream was to make her stare at it uncomfortable, and she blushed and lowered her head and smiled, but Fu Xuan's heart was even more lovely.

Suddenly, Fu Xuan was stunned.

Under the frolic a while ago, the first dream disturbed the sideburns, and the hair that was close to the neck was also messy, and the scars hidden under it were conspicuous at this moment. Fu Xuan's face froze, his eyes were full of pity, and he stretched out his fingers to touch the scar on the side of Chu Meng's neck.

The scars in the firelight were as red as brocade, and the scars were the size of a disc. In order to compare the Zhu Mei Ji on Chu Meng's neck before Fu Xuan, she put a lot of effort into it, which just aroused the vigilance of Chu Meng, she was ruthless that night, gritted her teeth, and burned the Zhu Mei Ji with the iron kettle that burned red in the stove room, Zizi Iron Whistle accompanied by billowing hot smoke, Chu Meng held a gauze ball in his mouth, and the sweat between his eyebrows was like rain, but he never shed a tear, and the sweat flowed over the hot iron, but she clearly smelled the smell of burnt skin and flesh......

When Fu Xuan saw this scar, he knew that this move was to escape his temptation, but he didn't expect Chu Meng to be so ruthless to himself. Fu Xuan glanced at the first dream again, at this time she was still lying peacefully, flashing clear bright eyes and asked: "What's wrong with the son...... and Fu Xuan has long been unable to hold his mind, his heart turned over the river and the sea, turning into tears and gradually rising out of the jade eye.

Fu Xuan choked and said: "First dream, you said that you fled from the north, I know that you have unspeakable hardships, but in this world, who has no past, the past has been called the past, so we don't have to mind, what we need to do is to let go of it, everything starts from the present, starts from the new, and looks forward, okay?"

When I first dreamed that Fu Xuan was staring at the burn scar on his neck, he was also a little embarrassed, and hurriedly covered it with his hair, and had no time to take care of Fu Xuan's disgusting words, and said: "I was burned by doing things inappropriately in the stove room before, and I left a scar...... It's ugly, isn't it?"

"Promise me, from now on, be 'careful', don't get hurt again, okay?" Fu Xuan's word "beware" was said emphatically, and a piece of Dan's heart overflowed to his lips but could only turn into a tremor between his lips and teeth.

Chu Meng didn't know that there was a portrait painting made by Gu Zhi, so he was not very sure that Fu Xuan was talking about assassins, but he was shocked that Gu Zhi was actually a person in Wuyi Alley, and at this moment, he saw Fu Xuan staring at her bothering to cover up Zhu Mei's memory, and felt uneasy, but there is no doubt that Fu Xuan's words were in words, so the suspicion in her heart was longer, so it was convenient for the heartbroken Fu Xuan to deliberately squeeze out a bright smile in front of Fu Xuan, and said: "Childe said good, it is good." ”

Fu Xuan looked at the first dream, sighed, turned around, closed the eyelashes hanging with fine teardrops, took a deep breath, slowly spit out, and said, "It's almost dawn, go to sleep." ”