"Brother Yang, how long have I been in a coma?" Hong Ningxiang asked again.

"You were poisoned too deeply, it took me a few hours just to pull out the poison for you, and you slept for a day and a night." Yang Jingfei turned around and served her another bowl of fish soup.

Hong Ningxiang looked at his back, as if she had returned to the days when she lived in seclusion in Lingxiao Valley, countless mornings, when she woke up from bed, Liu Qingming had already prepared a meal.

He is a high-flying and domineering demon king of the world, but he washes his hands and makes soup for her, he tolerates her betrayal for her, and tolerates her pregnancy with his old enemy's child, how can he lose to Shi Dingfeng in his affection for her?

It turns out that the most hateful thing is herself, she has never loved him well, she has never been good to him, why does she enjoy his tenderness and enjoy his good?

"Brother Yang, I'll do it myself." This time, Hong Ningxiang insisted on taking a spoon and scooping the soup to drink, and every time he took a sip, he felt a little sad in his heart, until he finally couldn't help it, and tears blurred his eyes.

Yang Jingfei sat beside her, he reached out and picked up a strand of white hair on the side of her face, and teased, "Look at you, can you be a little promising, it's just a bowl of fish soup, as for being moved like this?!" If you like it, I'll make it for you every day. ”

No matter what this guy becomes, he can't change his demonic nature, he's right, he's bad, bad!

Hong Ningxiang didn't sneer at each other, and sniffed: "It's so delicious." ”

Yang Jingfei smiled proudly: "That is, in addition to poison and medical skills, my cooking skills are also a must." ”

Hong Ningxiang saw him go out, and immediately took a set of blue skirts from the Qiankun bag and changed them on, cleaned up her hair, put on a fox fur, and went out of the cave, seeing Yang Jingfei washing dishes by the waterhole with her back to her, she walked over slowly.

Thinking of yesterday's fight, she couldn't help it, stared at his back and said, "Brother Yang, why are you so good to me?" Why are you upset for me? ”

Yang Jingfei's body stiffened for a moment, he stood up abruptly and threw the bowl to the ground.

He walked up to her, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and his deep phoenix eyes were red, "Do you need to ask?" I can't get used to Shi Dingfeng, why did he marry you, but he wants to reconcile with you? You love him so much, why doesn't he cherish it?! I'm jealous of him, and I want to teach him a lesson for you, who knew you were so stupid and blocked for him?! I accidentally hurt you yesterday, and I apologize to you for my crimes, okay?! ”

Hong Ningxiang stared at him and couldn't say a word.

Originally, she wanted to ask, yesterday, under the poisonous attack of the black dragon, I asked you to help me save him, why did you kill him?

If you weren't Liu Qingming, why were you jealous of him to the point of killing him?

She didn't ask these words after all, because he refused to confess, and it was meaningless for her to ask again.

After Yang Jingfei finished scolding, he glanced at her and walked back to the cave with his sleeves brushed.

Hong Ningxiang stared at his slender and upright back, and his heart was like a knife.

In her life, he gave her a life, in order to make her forget Shi Dingfeng, he sealed her memory, in order to fulfill her long-cherished wish to be with Shi Dingfeng, he concealed the fact that he was alive, he sealed his second element god for fifteen years, he silently guarded her, silently forbearance for her, and tasted love for her.

This time, what is he for, hiding himself so ruthlessly, so cruelly not recognizing her?

She could tell from his words that he seemed to dislike her past self, and she thought of a possibility, but she didn't dare to think deeply.

Ah, have you ever betrayed me?

What are you hiding that you can't say?

So my mood at the moment is the taste you have tasted?

When I was pregnant with Shi Dingfeng's child, you never left me to watch over me

When I lost my memory, you could only watch me become Tian Xiang'er, but you couldn't recognize me.

Now, I know that you are Ah Ming, but there seems to be a barrier between you and me, and you refuse to step over, as if I didn't remember you once, I didn't recognize you, it turned out that this taste was so bitter.

If this is your punishment for me, I am willing to bear it for you, but you let me find out that you are still alive, so how can I let you go?

What do you need me to do so that you will be honest with me?

Hong Ningxiang thought of all the things she had known him these days, thought of the past, she didn't know where she got the courage, and when he was about to step into the cave, she rushed over and hugged his waist tightly.

"Ah Ming...... Ah, is that you? This sentence came to his lips and was not asked after all.

Yang Jingfei stood still.

Hong Ningxiang was ecstatic in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask for too much, she walked in front of him, his phoenix eyes drooped, and he stared at her so quietly.

Looking at his eyes, she really didn't admit her mistake, no matter what he became, no matter whose face he changed to, his eyes on her were always the same.

Hong Ningxiang stood on tiptoe boldly, held his face, kissed his lips, she was not afraid of death and repeatedly crushed his lips, hooked his tongue, he didn't hide, but there was no reaction.

She was slightly disappointed in her heart, maybe she was too anxious, she carefully released his lips, but unexpectedly, Yang Jingfei's eyes were red and pinched her chin: "Do you know the consequences of provoking me?" ”

Hong Ningxiang's heart was shocked, as if she had found that fierce self again in an instant, she blurted out: "I dare to provoke, do you dare to ask for it?" ”

Yang Jingfei curled the corners of his mouth: "Aren't you Shi Dingfeng's wife?" ”

Hong Ningxiang covered his mouth, tears welled up in his eyes, he was too bad, too bad! He had to force her to cut ties with that person!

Yang Jingfei walked back to the stone couch with his hands in his hands, he sat there and didn't look at her again: "I'm not Liu Qingming, don't do anything to yourself." ”

It was her fault that she hurt him too hard, so he hurt himself like this.

Hong Ningxiang walked behind him step by step, as if he was being tortured.

She lowered her head and let the three thousand white hairs fall over his shoulders, and she cupped his face and kissed him vigorously again.

Yang Jingfei was silent for a long time, and suddenly, he hugged her into his arms with his backhand.

His deep phoenix eyes crashed into her eyes, "You remember, there is no Liu Qingming in the world, only Yang Jingfei." ”

Liu Qing meditated on his forbearance over the years, and finally couldn't suppress the evil fire in his heart, pressed her on the bed, lowered his head and sucked her soft lips, repeatedly crushed, hooked her lips and couldn't let go anymore, his whole body was trembling when his palm was against her skin, he suddenly felt that he was too ridiculous, obviously scolded her for being fierce and asked her to put it down, in the end he realized that he had never put it down, seeing her hair turn white, seeing her hurt him like that, he still returned to her without hesitation.

Thinking of the negative man who broke her heart again, thinking of the eyes of her asking him to save the negative man yesterday, thinking of all kinds of past and present lives, she owes him too much, can he ask her for another debt?

He couldn't help but want to punish her severely, bully her so badly, bully her so much that she couldn't beg for mercy.

But he reached out and touched her long silver hair, and the anger turned into bitter tenderness, he just wanted to put aside everything and possess her fiercely, so that she could remember his taste and remember the ** bone erosion he gave her.

For you, you will be made into a finger twist

For your gray hair, three thousand soft intestines are broken

For your lovesickness

There were traces of happiness on the stone collapse, and Hong Ningxiang quietly got up and left while the person next to the pillow had not yet woken up.

Even if he struggled with her ears and temples, he had a one-night stand with her, and even if he called her "Xiang'er" over and over again when he was released, he was unwilling to admit that he was Liu Qingming.

She knew that there was still a hurdle in his heart, he was unwilling to speak, she was willing to wait, she waited for the day when he opened the door of his heart.