After drinking hot porridge and rinsing her mouth, Xu Wanzhen only felt comfortable, and her throat was much better than when she just woke up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info smiled: "So it's troublesome Sister Hollyhock." ”

Hollyhock smiled at her, helped her tuck the quilt, put down the tent, neatly packed up the tray with his hands and feet, and exited to close the door.

Hearing her footsteps gradually disappearing, Xu Wanzhen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She was finally out of danger in the apricot blossom forest, but now that the situation was unclear, she had a lot to think about quietly.

After the hollyhock went out, the house was very quiet inside and outside, only the afternoon sun quietly sprinkled in, and occasionally there were a few birds chirping, and the room was quiet. Compared to the thrill in the apricot blossom forest, it is extremely reassuring.

Xu Wanzhen lay quietly for a moment, enjoying the calm after the storm.

I could only hear a slight "click" from the back window, and someone climbed in through the back window.

She was not nervous, she had a strong intuition in Xu Wanzhen's heart, the person who came must be Wu Zhengxiang.

Propping up half of his body, his tall figure really appeared in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of Xu Wanzhen's lips.

Wu Zhengxiang came to the bedside, opened the tent, and sat down lightly on the edge of the bed. Seeing her pair of beautiful eyes looking at herself without blinking, she couldn't help but smile, stretched out her hand to scrape the bridge of her beautiful nose, and whispered, "What's wrong?

Seeing his familiar figure and hearing a low cello-like voice, Xu Wanzhen only felt that her heart was full of happiness.

When she was in danger, he appeared behind her in time, this peace of mind, this feeling of being remembered, she didn't know how to describe it.

Xu Wanzhen grabbed his fingers, smiled playfully, and said, "Yes, I don't know." Dare to ask who Lang Jun is, why did he break into the boudoir?"

Seeing that she still had the strength to joke, Wu Zhengxiang's heart that was hanging in the air finally put it down halfway.

Perhaps because of the cold, her voice was far less clear than before, with a little hoarse charm. That playful smile is less distant than before, more intimate and sweet.

Wu Zhengxiang's heart was hot, he propped his hands on the bed, leaned over and kissed it.

Touching her soft lips, it touched it like a dragonfly in water, and then parted. This kiss, without a hint of eroticism, is full of pity, love, and care.

Xu Wanzhen opened a pair of big black and white eyes, looked at him in a daze, and felt his caring emotions, full of emotion.

From the embarrassing situation of the apricot blossom forest, he brought himself here, I don't know how he did it, and I don't know how to tell Princess Zhaoyang. She didn't ask, but it wasn't easy.

He did so much for himself in silence and never asked for anything in return.

People are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless? What's more, she has already secretly agreed to it.

At this moment, Xu Wan's heart swelled with a burst of tenderness and sweetness.

Looking at his handsome face close at hand, he stretched out a pair of soft yi, traced his heroic sword eyebrows, erased the haze from the depths of his eyes, stroked his angular lips, wrapped around his neck, and pulled him closer to himself, and closer again.

Until the two looked at each other, they could see each other's affection in each other's eyes. Xu Wanzhen let out a satisfied sigh and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Since the two met, this was the first time Xu Wanzhen had taken the initiative, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart, would he dislike his indiscretion? A red cloud rose from her white jade-like neck, floated up her cheeks, and dyed her pale and sickly face into a red glow.

Her fire-like enthusiasm deeply submerged Wu Zhengxiang. Looking at her blushing face, her cold fragrance was in between her breaths, and a low hoarse roar came from his throat, holding her head, deepening the kiss.

Lips and teeth touched, feeling the masculinity of his air, she closed her eyes tightly, leaving only her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. The two are heart-to-heart and spiritually connected, as if playing a wonderful chord, this satisfaction from the soul level makes each other's hearts tremble.

After a long time, the kiss ended.

Xu Wanzhen opened her beautiful eyes, and there was a hint of spring love in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and she did not hide the affection in her eyes.

Wu Zhengxiang said in a helpless whisper: "You believe me so much, I'm not afraid that I'll swallow the second half of the sentence "I'll eat you" .......

Xu Wanzhen shook her head, nodded again, and said seriously: "I believe in you." ”

Whether a person is worth believing or not depends on how long they have known each other and how long they have been together. Between people, it really depends on fate. Some people, even if they spend their entire lives, can't hand over each other's backs. And some people, even if they are just a look back in the vast sea of people, can be entrusted for life.

Xu Wanzhen has 25 years of political experience in modern times, has seen all kinds of people, and has amazing intuition and talent in recognizing people.

On the way to know and debate people, even a sophisticated politician like her parents sighed to herself. In critical situations, she is often asked to know people and make decisions based on them.

Wu Zhengxiang in front of him, Xu Wanzhen saw him for the first night, and judged that he was a noble man from Beijing. As expected, he is the concubine of a dignified and loyal prince.

From the first time they met, he gave her an unprecedented sense of security. Although he knew that he must have his own story, maybe he had a rough life, but Xu Wanzhen never asked. She was convinced that if he could speak, he would tell her.

Xu Wanzhen's unguarded trust made Wu Zhengxiang seem to hear the sound of the hard shell "bang" in his heart cracking a crack, revealing the softness that had been dusty for many years.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he hugged her into his arms, buried his head in her hair, and choked out: "Wanzhen, how lucky I am to meet you in this life." ”

In front of her, even though she had never confided in her, Wu Zhengxiang felt that she would definitely understand herself and would never look down on herself because of this.

This tear has been suppressed for many years. At this moment, it gushed out, and the haze in my heart flowed out together. The man has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't met the right person, the one who can open his heart with confidence.

Xu Wanzhen stretched out her soft hands, like a mother holding a child in her arms, gently wrapped around him, and softly hummed Beethoven's "To Alice".

The soft and soothing music, humming from her hoarse and crisp voice, echoed in the world in this square inch, with a strange power, soothing his cold and hard heart, slowly softening the hard shell of his heart.

The air seemed to stand still in this moment. Xu Wan's true softness and delicateness, Wu Zhengxiang's masculinity and coldness, with this music, strength and softness seem to have slowly blended together, and each other has reached a consistent harmony in the depths of their souls.

After a long time, Wu Zhengxiang raised his head, the tears in the corners of his eyes were long gone, and in the dark eyes as deep as the starry sky, there was no longer the slightest haze, only the full affection contained there.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the big lead pillow, helped Xu Wanzhen to sit up, held her jade hand with both hands, and said, "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." Wanzhen, in this life, I will not let go of your hand. ”