"Autumn is strong, it's really getting colder and colder this day" Qing Huan put on a coat and held a candle to close the crisp window that was beaten by the rain, looking at the cold cold outside, and sighed in a trance, the originally green banana leaves were beaten by the continuous autumn rain, and felt a little more decadent.

She has come to live in the housing arranged for her by the Zhang family, since she was a child, her father stayed in Zhang's mansion, and Zhang Molin also drew a portrait of her youth and pasted it on the wall, the little girl with black pigtails and a smile, except for a pair of blue eyes that are also like autumn pupils cutting water, she is no longer as happy as her childhood self.

Qing Huan sighed softly, her fingers gently stroked the smiling little girl in the painting, but her blue eyes revealed a little envy, it was precisely because of the existence of those happy memories of childhood that she felt more and more unable to let go of her father's sudden departure.

"Phew" gently blew out the candle in his hand, and lit the silver carved incense ball hanging on the side of the bed, and Qing Huan fell asleep in the good fragrance.

"Knock knock" is another night of autumn rain, the people in the room have fallen asleep, leaving an empty room of incense, but there is the sound of the window being gently knocked, Bai Cang raised his hand and gently knocked on Qinghuan's window door a few times, but no one got up, raised a pair of blue eyes and swept the dark night sky that kept raining down, but he also knew that he had been wandering for too long, and it had been the third watch when he returned to Zhang's Mansion in a trance.

"Squeak" With the sound of the window being gently opened, the white-clothed fairy who was not stained with a trace of dust opened the window carefully, and turned into the warm room from the rain curtain little by little, as soon as the window was closed, the autumn rain and coolness were locked out of the window, and Bai Cang's heart that had experienced pain and consternation was like an oxygen-deficient fish, eager for the simple happiness that two people could sleep with each other without any gap.

As soon as "Qinghuan" Bai Cang landed, he smelled the familiar fragrance in the room, the smell of incense, and couldn't help but feel quiet in his heart, but he lightened his steps a little bit closer to the edge of the bed, quietly looked at the sleeping woman, and called softly, the person had a beautiful face, a flat kiss breath, long and curly eyebrows, and thin pale pink lips were slightly pursed, I don't know if I felt sad in my dream because I hadn't seen him for a few days.

In the end, he couldn't bear to wake her up, nor could he bear to destroy her quiet sleeping face, but he left the pain that was heavily suppressed in his heart behind, and his nerves were very tight in the past few days, and at this moment he just wanted to put down all his worries and sleep well.

"Huan'er" whispered softly in her ear, and as soon as Bai Cang lay down in the quilt, she stretched out her hand and hugged the sleeping woman tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Qing Huan slept in a trance, yesterday I had a night of dreams, there are memories of her parents taking her out to play happily, and there are dreams of the white tiger carrying her wanton in the world and the world, those good memories almost made her mood very happy this night, and even some reluctant to leave this dream.

"Huh?" Qing Huan was about to open her eyes and stretch her waist to get up, but suddenly found that she had a heavy object on her shoulders, and she only felt strange in her heart, but she was a little shocked when she looked sideways, but this look startled her, just because there was a man lying next to her, almost so that she almost didn't dare to move, and thought that there was some flower thief, but after a closer look, she found that it was the immortal monarch who had not been seen for a few days.

"Don't move, let me hug me well..."The silver-haired Xianjun muttered to her in a daze, his eyes were closed, and a pair of good-looking handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, but he turned over and hugged her tightly into his arms.

"Why did you come back silently in the cold night in the autumn rain yesterday, which scared me" Qing Huan was slightly surprised, but he quietly covered the quilt for the white tiger, watching him rub a few times in his arms, but he didn't have the meaning of waking up, the silver fine hair rubbed between her nose made her feel a little itchy, but she sighed helplessly, and gently reached out and stroked his cold silver hair like water for a while, and I don't know how long this person has been running around in the past few days.

Listening to the sound of the autumn rain outside the door, Gao Leng Xianjun, who rarely sleeps on weekdays, didn't know how long he had been sleeping in her arms, it seemed that only by staying by her side, his handsome eyebrows that were used to frowning slightly would be stretched, she looked at the person's handsome and calm sleeping face, and she didn't know how long she looked at it, until she heard someone knocking on the door outside the door, and she was surprised that it was already noon.

"Knock knock" There was a knock outside the door, which startled Qing Huan, but found that he was still undressed at the moment and was tightly held in his arms by the immortal monarch, and he felt bad, but he pulled his body away without a trace, and quickly got up and put on his coat and raised his voice and asked, "Who is it?"

"Sister Qinghuan, you little lazy worm, you are already in the third day of the day, you can't get up yet, don't you plan to have lunch?" With a crisp call outside the door, it was a familiar voice calling outside the door, and she didn't need to look at her to know that it was Zhang Yue.

"Brother Zhang Yue, you wait a while, I'll come out now" Knowing that Zhang Yue is usually a tiger, even if she has become a girl now, she still can't change her old habits, afraid that he will rampage in if he is not careful, Qing Huan hurriedly got up, but he quickly opened the door, and looked at the woman outside the door with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Why do you open the door so slowly, don't you eat breakfast or lunch?" My father was shocked, and he had to ask me to see if you were sick" Zhang Yue said to her a little confused, seeing that her hair was messy, and her face was a little pale, but she was startled, thinking that she was really sick.

"Brother Zhang Yue, I'm not sick, I didn't eat breakfast without telling you a word, it's Qing Huan's fault, I will definitely go to lunch, let me clean up first" Qing Huan sneered, but there was a bit of concealment in a pair of blue pupils, blocking the door from Zhang Yue and closing the door.

"Sister Qinghuan, why do you look so sneaky? Is there someone hiding inside?" That Zhang Yue was unrelentingly blocking the door, smiling evilly and sneaking a peek inside through the crack in the door, only Qing Huan's face was flushed, but he resisted the door desperately, but the person squatted down and climbed up, peeking at all kinds.

"Hey, Zhang Yue, you're enough!" Qing Huan finally became angry, and with a red face, he wanted to scold that Zhang Yue loudly, seeing that he was still curious and looked inside, for fear of waking up the tired white tiger, but he had to call weakly in the ear of the heroic woman.

"Sister Qinghuan, did you betray me, and you are still secretly hiding people in the room" Who knew that the person changed his face in an instant, muttered a mouth and pretended to be angry and laughed at Qing Huan, in fact, she probably knew in her heart that the room must be the silver-haired and cold White Tiger Xianjun, but she always felt that it was not a taste, one was because she no longer had the same dignified and upright male body as before to like Qing Huan and felt pity, and the other was because she felt shy and very curious about the sex of a woman as a daughter now.