Ever since the Immortal told everything that had happened between Shen Xichen and Huang Bing, Shen Xichen had been sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping Huang Bing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man, so thin, barely visible under the covers.

It turns out that so many things have happened between them.

Reaching out a hand, he gently brushed the broken hair from her cheeks, revealing a calm sleeping face. He didn't know how to describe the feeling he felt at this moment, whether it was satisfaction or happiness.

The strange feelings he had for her were not nonsensical, it turned out that they had a deep bond a long, long time ago.

That bond pulls them away, and even if the memory is forgotten, the soul will not be erased.

He didn't doubt the words of the dead at all, because he had feelings in his heart.

When the Immortal narrated it as he did, he had a feeling in his heart. It's not like listening to a story, but the feeling of really happening to you.

He thought that before he lost his memory, he must have liked her very much. Otherwise, this heart, that restless heart is proof of it.

He and her are lovers, but they can't cling to each other like ordinary lovers, and there are always waves of unevenness between them. Until now, he was very glad that she was so kind, even if he lost his memory, she did not give up on him and came to him again.

A gentle smile appeared on his lips, and then his eyes became sharp.

Those who want to destroy this beauty and hurt her, how can he let it go.

In his life, whether it is before or after amnesia, the only one who can make his heart move is her. This hard-won treasure, a treasure given to him by God, he must protect it no matter what.

He reached out and lifted the quilt for her, looking at the quiet smile on her face, as if all her troubles had vanished. She's a good medicine, a good medicine that can cure him.

She slept peacefully, and it must have been the days of running and worrying that made her tired, so she slept defenselessly in such a situation.

Should he be glad that she was defenseless against him, or should he be worried?

Ying Xichen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes unconsciously showed distress. So, it's worrying......

It seemed that the wind was blowing the screen, and he was just about to flick his sleeves, but he was afraid that the sound would wake her, so he withdrew his hand, and walked gently to the window and closed it.

He didn't see that the man on the bed had opened his eyes, blue, pure blue as ice. It is like a handful of snow-melted spring water in the highest place of the snow-capped mountain, which flows into the heart.

Shen Xichen looked back at such a pair of eyes, and after a moment of stunned, something called warmth gradually rose in his heart.

He didn't know when she woke up, but he was embarrassed to be stared at by such a pair of eyes that could see through people's hearts.

Unnaturally tugging at the corners of his lips, he pulled his clothes and walked over to her.

"Awake?"

There were violets blooming in his eyes, and the smile on his face was full of evil.

This appearance seemed to make Huang Bing see the former Ming Xichen again, and there was a little confusion in his eyes. It wasn't until the big slender hand touched her cheek that she jerked her head and her gaze went cold.

"Lord Demon, please respect yourself. ”

The bitter feeling in her heart couldn't stop creeping up, how could she forget that he was no longer the same person she used to be. Although she knew that it was not all his fault, the sorrow that lingered in her heart could not be dissipated.

The smile on his face dimmed as his hand froze, and it took him a while to slowly withdraw his hand.

He didn't like it when she called him that, Lord Demon, what a strange word, how could she call this name as emotionlessly as anyone else. No, she's different.

"Call me Hades. ”

The ghost sent the gods, and he said a word, as if the Immortal had said that, and that's what she used to call him. Isn't this the case that she can put away the thorns of indifference and pull them in.

Huang Bing got up from the bed, turned his face sideways, and looked at Shen Xichen strangely. He was so strange, even what he said was so strange.

"The villain doesn't dare. ”

Hades, what a distant word, she hasn't called it since. That word belongs to her and him.

But she's the emperor's night now, and he's not that him anymore.

Huang's cold reaction was a little irritating to Shen Xichen, and since he knew about their relationship, the throbbing in his heart became more and more obvious, and he wanted to return to his former appearance more and more. However, her reaction was really anxious.

"You, are you still angry with me and beat you?" his tone was particularly helpless.

He thought about it, if there was any contradiction, it was probably that he hit her, but she was still resentful, so she spoke coldly to him like this.

He's just worried about her too much.

It's okay if he doesn't say it, when he mentions this, a grievance wells up in Huang Bing's heart.

By the way, this man, spanked her and knocked her out.

Her gaze was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air, she raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth opened mercilessly.

"In the future, the king should not hurt people like this for no reason. ”

But isn't it, when did his temper become so bad that he could get angry for no reason?

There was no expected answer, but what he got was a more deliberate distance, watching her retreat little by little, wanting to escape, the invisible anger in his heart picked up again.

"Don't hide from me!"

He grabbed her, took her in his arms, and tightened her shackles. His chest shook violently, and he didn't know if he was angry or too excited.

Huang Bing's face sank, and she struggled to break free from his arms, but the two arms were like pincers clamping her, and she couldn't break free.

Her eyes closed slightly, removing the color. The feeling of powerlessness hit me, and I forgot it, didn't I? He, what is this doing?

"Attention, king, two men, Xiaomin has no such hobby. ”

Shen Xichen's back shook, and he felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen for a moment. Looking down at her dress, she still looks like a man.

Silently let go of his hand, his eyes barely visibly twitched a few times. He doesn't have that hobby, he just ...... to her Rubbing the corners of her eyes helplessly, she didn't know that he had already recognized her identity, so that's why she was like this.

As if he had decided something, he stood up, shook his robe, and returned to his usual wicked but indifferent expression.

"Don't worry, Benjun doesn't have that hobby yet. As he spoke, he glanced at her, his gaze meaningful. "You've been occupying Benjun's bed for so long, aren't you ready to come down? Benjun wants to go out for a walk, shouldn't you, a personal guard, be more obedient?"

He flicked his sleeve robe, finished speaking, and walked outside. (To be continued.) )