In the middle of the night, the wind was cool, and Hara Yingxing and Mochizuki walked along the big lake together. The lake rippled and undulated, and the rippling light shone on the faces of the two people. One moment bright, one moment dark. The shadows of the trees are like the sound of the tide, thick overhead, and then dark. Just go on quietly, thinking that whether it is time or everything, it is like this. It's bright for a while, then dark for a while. Often, over and over again.

Yuan Yingxing afterglow, saw the girl next to him. Clear eyes, jade-like faces. She lowered her head and kicked the stones under her feet, and talked to him with her mouth in her mouth. Surrounded by a hazy shimmer, she looked clean and soft, noticing his gaze, and tilted her face up and smiled at him.

What a beautiful smile.

It seems that there are many nights, and I walk in the dark with her. When the light and shadow were hazy, his consciousness gradually fell asleep. She argues with her other self and is angry with her other self...... A sharp pain suddenly rose in my heart, and I was so sleepy that my chest ached. It seemed to be back to those nights, in the endless darkness, his consciousness was sleeping with his eyes closed, unable to do anything about her situation.

Somehow, his consciousness was split in half. Half towards Yao Fu, half towards Mochizuki. Either is him, and none is him.

The two consciousnesses have been living together peacefully since they felt each other. When you need to face Yao Fu, it is that consciousness that prevails; When this consciousness is needed, it is he who appears. The two consciousnesses compromise with each other, are balanced and appear to communicate well.

But isn't this a manifestation of spiritual fragility?

Because it is fragile, it is easy to split, and it is easy to be accused. It's easy to split, but it's hard to become one again.

“…… So I didn't know how, so I was born again. Lingyin said that it was related to the ancient sacrifice in the sect, but no one could confirm it, so I could only admit it," Mochizuki said after saying his words, raised his little face, and admonished him very seriously, "So, you must not think about begging for death." What if you do die? The old sacrifice said that you and I share life, but after I have enjoyed it once, I think there is more of an element of luck. What if you beg to die, and you really die? Don't mess around. ”

Yuan Yingxing smiled and reached out to rub her head, "You still treat me as a child, so specifically." ”

Mochizuki ducked to the side, not letting him touch his head.

Looking at his hand and then at the girl, Yuan Yingxing was stunned for a moment.

Mochizuki stood for a moment and said solemnly, "I'm grown up, and the girl's head can't be touched." You can't treat me like you did when you were a kid anymore. ”

Yuan Yingxing looked at her and lowered her sleeves. The fingers in his sleeve trembled slightly, and he thought: Yang Qing taught her, right? She wasn't like that before. She didn't care about any of that before.

His moon buds...... Did you follow another man......

After Yuan Yingxing shook his head, he smiled casually, "You blame me for not asking you all these years, so you won't let me touch it?" ”

"It used to be a little weird, but now it's not," Mochizuki said with a smile, "Everyone has their own fate. I can't keep tying you up with me. In the past, I always couldn't figure it out, deliberately angry with you, and put you in a dilemma. Not in the future. You are the sect leader, whatever you say is what you say, why do I always work against you? ”

She said it very politely, but who is Yuan Yingxing. He knew Mochizuki too well, and she just said it so politely, she didn't feel guilty at all, and she didn't plan to restrain herself or anything in the future. It's just a nice word.

The smile in Yuan Yingxing's eyes was finally sincere.

He wanted to reach out and hug her again, but she probably wouldn't let him hug either. So he just moved his sleeves, and he didn't even have the desire to lift them.

Mochizuki was carefully looking at the young man's face that was difficult to distinguish in the shadows, "Don't mess around, Yuan Yingxing." I am glad that you avenged me. But if you mess with others, why do you want to die yourself? ”

Yuan Yingxing raised her eyes and glanced at her, slightly surprised, "How do you know what I did?" Thinking about it, the pupils in the obscure eyes jumped, and the tone was strange, "Yang Qing told you again?" ”

Mochizuki coughed and said proudly, "I thought of it myself!" I just don't use my brain often, it's not that I don't. You look down on people less, as if I can't live without Yang Qing. I figured it all out on my own! ”

What a vivid expression the little girl had.

With her rich feelings, it is her "how amazing I am" look.

The eyebrows are flying, and I want to be reserved and proud.

It's so cute.

Yuan Yingxing's smile deepened, and he said in a low voice, "Yes, Yue Ya'er is the smartest person." No one is as smart as Yue Ya'er. ”

Mochizuki smiled.

It's really carefree to laugh, and all your worries are gone.

I really like to see her laugh like that.

I like her open-mindedness.

Yuan Yingxing slowly looked away.

Mochizuki said again, "Let's get down to business." Yuan Yingxing, it's time for you to return to the Holy Sect. What kind of apostasy are you talking about, master? Deceptive, right? Don't be so willful, I heard that the Holy Sect is in chaos now, if you don't go back to take care of it, the Holy Sect will be finished. ”

Yuan Yingxing asked absentmindedly, "Do you want me to go back?" ”

"Yes," Mochizuki frowned and looked at him puzzled, "Haven't you always wanted to unify the Demon Gate?" You don't even want the Holy Sect anymore, how can you unify the Demon Gate? Go back. ”

Yuan Yingxing thought to himself, my biggest wish in life is to unify the Demon Gate. But after you died, I suddenly felt that it was very vain and unimportant. I want to unify the Demon Gate, in the future in the Demon Gate, you and I will stand side by side, and we will look at this laid world together. But you're not here, what's the point of me unifying the Demon Gate alone?

Get back?

I can go back.

I can go back anytime.

But Yueya'er, are you still willing to go back?

I see that you like Yang Qing so much, you have taken him to the tip of your heart. Are you still willing to leave him?

Yuan Yingxing once again thought of the records about the saint in the historical scrolls and classics of the Holy Sect. The Holy Sect probably really has a bad feng shui, and almost every generation of saints has not fulfilled the marriage contract with the sect leader, but has defected to the right path. For the sake of love, he ignored the feelings of the Holy Sect in the past, turned against the sect leader, and left as soon as he said he would, attracting the pursuit and killing of the Holy Sect.

After generations like this, can the relationship between the Holy Sect and the White Dao be good?

Yueya'er is probably the same. Like the saints of the past, as if they were cursed, they all like the promising young people on the white road.

They all follow their sweethearts, and don't want holy religions.

"Yuan Yingxing?" Seeing that he was always distracted, Mochizuki finally couldn't help it and reached out to push him. She was depressed in her heart, covering her mouth, her teeth still hurt, she had said so many words to Yuan Yingxing, how good her temper was, and he was still distracted.

It seems that there is really a long way to go to persuade Yuan Yingxing to return to the Holy Religion.

The responsibility is heavy, but the road is not far away.

Because after Yuan Yingxing came back to his senses, he immediately said, "You want me to return to the Holy Sect, you can." But you're going to go with you. Let's go back together. ”

He thought Mochizuki would hesitate.

But Mochizuki agreed without hesitation, "Yes." ”

"......" Yuan Yingxing stopped and squinted at her, seeing that she still didn't care, thinking that she probably didn't understand what she meant. He never wanted Yue Ya'er to misunderstand, so he planned to make it clear to her, "You go back with me, you don't care about Yang Qing?" ”

"What does this have to do with Yang Qing?" Mochizuki looked at him strangely, "I used to like him, don't you care?" Why can't you like it now? ”

At the mention of Yang Qing, the girl's eyes lit up. Ignoring the men and women she was guarding, she excitedly pulled Yuan Yingxing's sleeve and shook it twice, expressing the agitation in her heart, which made her forget about her toothache - "Yuan Yingxing, you don't know, Yang Qing is so good!" Others are so nice! He guessed that I was a member of the Holy Sect, and he probably guessed that I was a saint, but he didn't dislike it at all! He said that I was a Muslim and that I could still contact him. I can still be good with him, and I can still marry him! How can there be such a good man in the world? I'm really lucky! ”

The smile in Yuan Yingxing's eyes disappeared.

"Moon Sprouts." He said.

"Huh?"

"After you go back with me, you can't associate with Yang Qing anymore."

“…… Why?! ”

He took her hand with his backhand, looked at her phoenix eyes that glowed in the darkness, and said word by word, "If you want to persuade me to return to the Holy Sect, you have to go with me." When you go back, you don't know the current state of the Holy Religion. You only know that it's messy, and you don't know exactly how messy it is. If you don't know something, just listen to my arrangement. ”

"Do you know that I am now being hunted down by those apostates? Do you know how dangerous the Holy Religion is right now? They're already trying to assassinate me...... If it weren't for the fact that the other half of the Holy Fire Order had not been found, I am afraid that those reapers of benefits would be even more unscrupulous. You don't know the current situation of the Holy Religion at all. ”

“…… You said. ”

"After I go back to the Holy Sect, I will close the mountain," in the girl's surprised gaze, Yuan Yingxing said lightly, "I want to close the mountain, isolate the Holy Sect from the outside world, and no longer deal with the world." Thoroughly rectify the Holy Religion. This time may be five years or ten years. In the short term, I will not push the Holy Sect into the rivers and lakes again. ”

"Yueya'er, come back with me. I give up Yao Fu, and you give up Yang Qing. Let us leave aside the things of the white way and concentrate on the doctrine of the Holy Doctrine. Come with me, okay? ”

This time, Mochizuki did not respond for a long time.

Her hand was grasped by the young man, and she stared at his eyes in a daze, trying to see what he was doing again.

Confusion in his heart: Yuan Yingxing said that he didn't care about Yao Fu anymore? What great news! What she has been looking forward to for many years is that he will leave Yao Fu alone and let Yao Fu die far away. But now that he had agreed, she was not pleased. He also asked her to give up Yang Qing...... She, she...... She was reluctant......

How surprised she was, she always thought that it was impossible for Yuan Yingxing to let go of Yao Fu. In his five years, he looked like a faint gentleman to Yao Fu - doing nothing all day long, just teasing Yao Fu. treat Yao Fu like a fun thing, teasing and teasing. often makes people cry, and then coaxes them. After coaxing it, I will continue to tease.

The way he looked, Mochizuki never thought that he would give up on Yao Fu.

She even killed Yao Fu, all of them were wary of Yuan Yingxing.

But it turned out that she was wrong?

Looking at the moon and being confused, he glanced at the original star. He is already a bit uncertain. Now, it's even more bizarre and even more incomprehensible.

"You won't come with me?" Seeing that the girl was silent for a long time, Yuan Yingxing asked softly.

"I do." Mochizuki replied without hesitation.

"I'm not the most important person in your heart anymore?"

"You are." There was no hesitation.

Yuan Yingxing was not necessarily happy, he looked at her for a while, held her hand, his fingertips trembled, and murmured, "But you are reluctant to give up Yang Qing?" ”

"Why give up?" Mochizuki couldn't help but say, "He's a very good person, and he's good at communicating." If you have any ideas, you can tell him and he will cooperate. Other Baidao people are disgusted with our holy religion and are not willing to listen to our teachings at all. But Yang Qing is different. He will understand, he will think, he will figure it out. I don't think it's to the point where I have to close the mountain. Do you want you to discuss with him and see if the problem ......?"

"So am I the Sect Master, or is he the Sect Master?" Yuan Yingxing asked lightly.

Mochizuki froze, his eyes flickering. After a while, "You are." ”

"Is the sect leader in charge of the Holy Sect having the final say, or is the Holy Maiden's sweetheart having the final say?" Yuan Yingxing continued to ask, "Or does Yue Ya'er want me to be the leader of the sect?" ”

"I didn't," Mochizuki bowed his head, "the Holy Sect is yours." I'm not going to fight with you. ”

There was grievance in her tone.

Yuan Yingxing was distressed all of a sudden.

How could he be angry with Yue Ya'er because of Yang Qing? Everyone in the Holy Sect wants to be on top, everyone wants the position of the sect leader, but there is no moon bud. Only Yue Ya'er is dedicated to him, who covets the position of the sect leader, Yue Ya'er is not greedy. They are all together.

When he said this, he broke Yueya'er's heart.

Yuan Yingxing leaned down, pressed her shoulder, and looked into her eyes. There was no crying, no dampness, and I was slightly relieved in my heart. He softened his voice and said gently, "You're saying the wrong thing, Yueya'er." The Holy Religion is not mine, it is mine with you. Half of me, half of you. ”

She still didn't look happy, just nodded.

So Yuan Yingxing continued to coax her, "If you want the Holy Sect, tell me, I am reluctant to give it to others, but if you want it, I will definitely give it to you, okay?" No two words. ”

Mochizuki was slightly happy, the corners of his lips curled, and he ducked back, "Don't always tease me like a child." ”

"Then promise to come with me?"

“…… I—I'm going to think about it. Mochizuki bit her lip.

Yuan Yingxing straightened up, and the expression on his face cooled. He looked up at the vast canopy of heaven, in which the moon was bright and shining for thousands of miles. The moon has always been there, but Yue Ya'er is getting farther and farther away from him.

He saw the bond between them for many years, the relationship between them for many years, drifting farther and farther away in the wind. Float past her face, float over her fluttering skirt, float over her hair, float across the lake, all the way to the end of the world. Drift away, and you can no longer see.

But who is to blame?

Blame himself for being a monster.

Blame him for his bad life. What could he say about this secret?

told Yue Ya'er that she would be in a hurry. It is very likely that he will be distressed, sympathetic, and will not hesitate to leave Yang Qing, turn around and go with him, see a doctor with him, and treat this problem. He knew what he said, and she would believe it.

But what's the point?

It's good that Yue Ya'er is happy. Why should we always be unhappy and troubled?

What he likes most about her is that she doesn't look like anything she can't see. The word "protection" is a door with one hand. These hands and doors are just waiting for her to go back. When she turned back, the hands and the door were open for her.

That's her home. What's the fun of calculating her even at home?

When the other consciousness prevailed, he almost treated Yueya'er as air, neither provoking her nor far her, offering her. finally took over his own consciousness, if he still used Yueya'er as a tool, it would be in vain for him to love her so much since he was a child...... Yuan Yingxing didn't know how long this consciousness would be awake this time, and when it would be countered by another consciousness.

Always take advantage of the fact that your consciousness is still awake, and be a little more good to Yueyaer. to compensate for the bullying she had received before.

So in fact, no matter what answer Yue Ya'er gives him, he will acquiesce.

Yuan Yingxing looked up at the bright moon in the sky and muttered, "Yue Ya'er, I think it's really lonely." The people of the world regard me as the great devil, and even the people in the Holy Sect see me this way. Afraid of me, far away from me. You were there before. Now, even you will forsake me. ”

Mochizuki thought to himself: Then who is to blame?

If you hadn't always bullied me with Yao Fu, I wouldn't have been so angry that I left the church. If I don't leave, I won't go to Yunmen to deal with the party. If I don't go to Cloud Gate, I won't see Yang Qing. If I hadn't seen Yang Qing at that time, I probably wouldn't have been moved at all.

You did it yourself, you deserve it!

But of course she wouldn't say that.

Yuan Yingxing is sad, and she is actually sad. They grew up together and they've always been good. Although it was not good later, it was good before, and many people would never meet it in their lifetime.

Mochizuki reluctantly said, "Don't say that. ”

The two stood by the lake one after the other, watching the rippling blue waves of the lake, and no one spoke.

On the third floor of the attic, a little farther away from here, in front of a window ventilated on all sides, stood a young man in white, quietly looking at the young girl standing by the lake.

I watched them walk all the way to the lake, watched them talk, and watched the girl suddenly take the young man's hand and talk to the young man with great vigour. Then the young man put his arm around the girl's shoulder, leaned down, and teased her with a soft tone and a smile on his face.

The breeze and the moon are bright and beautiful.

Yang Qing watched in silence from the attic. As long as the two men stood by the lake, he watched here.

The iron horses collided, and small red lanterns hung in the four corners of the attic, swaying in the wind, shining on Yang Qing. He is a jade-like person, standing in the red light, standing in the clear moon, the wind blows his clothes, and he has a natural charm. Ye Xi is like a flower, warm as jade. At a quick glance, I also felt that the eyebrow bones were amazing, and the face was clean and clean.

Born with a baby face, and a pair of star-free eyes, there are dimples on the corners of his lips when he smiles. A young man in his twenties looks like he is in his teens. It's always been so young, it's always been so gentle. There is also Erya's bookish atmosphere, and there is a childlike nature.

I had to follow his little servant, carrying a lantern and standing beside the boy in white. I don't know how many times I have sighed about this hero's outstanding appearance and temperament, not like a Jianghu person, but more like a noble son. At this moment, standing with this well-known son in the house, he felt a lonely aura on his body.

So quiet, so lonely.

He looked at the men and women by the lake, motionless.

The little guy couldn't bear this sad loneliness, and spoke, "Young Master Yang, are we going to deliver medicine to Young Master Yang?" ”

Before, Yang Qing went out to the hospital. On the one hand, he asked how the Yunmen disciple's poison was resolved, and on the other hand, he also asked about the pain of Mochizuki's tooth. In this mansion borrowed from the government, the little guy followed Yang Qing out and saw this son's thoughtfulness and meticulousness. Especially for Miss Yang, Yang Gongzi asked all kinds of questions carefully and considered it comprehensively.

Yang Qing said, "She was bitter with the previous medicine, and it didn't seem to have much effect when she put candied fruit." Can you change the medicine to a less bitter one? ”

The old gentleman of the medical hall shook his head, "Then you should bring the patient here." What's the use of always coming alone?! Looking at this son's white face, he thought thoughtfully, "Could it be that she is a delicate girl who is afraid of pain and hardship, and she doesn't dare to come to the hospital?" ”

Looking at this son's patience and carefulness when talking about the girl's condition, I feel that the little girl in his family is probably really a good woman who is afraid of hardship and pain, and has been loved and pampered since she was a child.

Yang Qing smiled, "That's not it." "Is Mochizuki afraid of pain? Not afraid at all. She kills people, her aura is powerful and domineering, and no matter how much pain she has on her body, she can not blink her eyebrows. This was cultivated in the Demon Sect's years of killing, and only in that kind of purgatory-like place on earth can Mochizuki's temper be raised.

Mochizuki doesn't like to be careful.

Growing up in a place like the Demon Cult, if you like to be too careful, if you are too afraid of pain, you won't be able to live today. After all, even Lingyin, the master of the Water Hall who had never killed anyone, did not blink an eye in the face of a dead person.

Yang Qing told the doctor, "She just likes to tease me and embarrass me." ”

He knew it in his heart.

The doctor looked at this person in surprise and persuaded, "Childe, I didn't say it, your temper is too soft. Is that your lady? It's just hurting the lady, and it's not like you. If she makes trouble for you, you should do it? That lady of yours is too squeamish. ”

Yang Qing smiled slightly, his voice was low and warm, very calm, "It's okay." I'm a very good person. ”

The little guy followed the running hall to grab the medicine, thinking: Isn't it? Yang Gongzi is almost used to Miss Yang. Miss Yang said what she did, it didn't involve big principles, he smiled and watched, and didn't say anything at all. Every time Miss Yang examines herself, she asks him, "Am I not doing this well", and he says "no".

With Yang Gongzi's habitual method, Miss Yang's self-esteem will swell sooner or later, and she will feel that she is the best in the world.

The husband and wife or the girl's house who came to the hospital to grab the medicine, listened to a few words from Yang Qing and the doctor, and they were very envious of the girl who had never met. When I turned around again, I saw the face of this kind-talking son, and for a moment the jailer: He looks so good...... That girl, too, is too lucky.

However, back at the house, the lucky little girl who was envied and envied by all the women was walking around the lake with Yuan Gongzi, completely leaving Yang Gongzi behind.

To be honest, the little guy is very upset for Yang Gongzi.

So he couldn't help but open his mouth and asked Yang Qing if he wanted to send medicine.

According to the little guy's idea, there is no need to send this medicine. Yang Qing went out to buy medicine at night, but Mochizuki was having a private meeting with his lover, which was also too hurtful.

Yang Qing lowered his eyes and said, "It's not good to take medicine at night." You send the medicine to the stove, and tomorrow morning you will get it ready, and bring her a bowl. If she refuses to drink, come back to me. ”

“…… Do you still have to send medicine to Miss Yang? "The little guy was reluctant.

Yang Qing glanced sideways at him, paused and said apologetically, "Then I'll send it." ”

Obviously, I thought that the reluctance of the little guy meant that he didn't want to work. They are Jianghu people, except for that kind of martial arts family, there are few places where they need to be subordinate. Yang Qing is actually not used to having someone to serve him when he does.

The little guy hurriedly said, "I'll send it, I'll send it!" "Where can I bear to be stimulated by Yang Qing in person.

And Yang Qing, turning around, took one last look at the young girl by the lake, and without saying a word, turned around and went downstairs. The little guy with the lantern hurriedly followed.

The next day, Yang Qing still did not ask Mochizuki about this matter.

He found that Mochizuki and Yuan Yingxing had a much more intimate relationship. But at the same time, Mochizuki seems to have more troubles.

She was always staring at herself in a daze, not the kind of stupid opinion, but obviously with a heart. Every time Yang Qing looked back, he could meet her gaze that wanted to speak and stopped. She stared at herself, having something to say, but she didn't want to say. How strange it is that a person who is not troubled at all learns to worry.

Yuan Yingxing is really a good skill.

Yang Qing thought to himself.

Yang Qing was stared at by Mochizuki for several days, and was a little annoyed, "Do you have something to tell me?" ”

Mochizuki followed behind Yang Qing and shook his head when he heard the words.

Yang Qing: "That is, you have nothing to tell me?" ”

The girl continued to shake her head.

Yang Qing: "Haven't figured out what to say?" ”

This time, she nodded and looked at him blankly.

Yang Qing was originally a little annoyed, but when she looked at her like this, her heart softened. Asked, "So you haven't figured out what to say?" ”

Mochizuki nodded.

Yang Qing thought for a while, "I'm going to go to the study to read the Poison Sutra, do you want to come with me?" ”

Mochizuki nodded and held out his hand.

Yang Qing stepped back, reached out and touched her, and moved away.

The girl did not follow and stepped forward to grab his hand. The hands of the two touched lightly, and you went back and forth, and after several moves. Yang Qing lowered his eyebrows and eyes with a smile, and there was also a hint of a smile in Mochizuki's pitiful expression. Finally, Mochizuki held Yang Qing's hand tightly and threw herself into his arms.

He put his arm around her, "Sister Yue, come with me." ”

There was a doting smile in his tone.

Yang Qing rarely called her "Sister Yue", his voice collided with gold and stone, clear and beautiful, when he called "Sister Yue", his voice was very low, Mochizuki's heart was itchy and itchy, and he looked at him shyly.

made Yang Qing laugh.

Yang Qing took Mochizuki away like this.

This study was also temporarily opened. After entering June, the weather began to be hot and dry, and the doors and windows of the study were wide open to make it cooler. In order to detoxify his teachers and nephews, Yang Qing read a lot of books. Now that he has come to learn the scriptures again, and when he enters the sea of books, he has begun to be busy, and he no longer cares about Mochizuki.

Mochizuki doesn't understand poisonous things.

She has seen Yuan Yingxing's condition, but the poison on Yuan Yingxing's own body has not yet been resolved, and of course she doesn't care about others.

couldn't help, Mochizuki was also dizzy when she read the Poison Sutra, and after sitting next to her for a long time, Yang Qing handed her a notebook.

She stretched out her hand and snatched it over, "Eighty-one plans to chase men." ”

flipped through it, and the picture she drew on the back of the book at that time could still be seen.

This was the "love token" she gave to Yang Qing when she was still in Yangjia Village at that time.

"Brother Qing," Mochizuki spoke, his voice so delicate that he could almost pinch out water, and put his arm around the young man's shoulder from behind, "You have been collecting this book." You must love me so much. ”

Yang Qing said, "Didn't you see how many pages of the book were torn? Take it and burn it. ”

He said, "As for this book, I kept it as a fire-fueling tool. I don't really love you. ”

“…… I don't believe it. Mochizuki snorted, left his back, and happily flipped through the book he had given him.

The more he looked at it, the more pleasant he became, Mochizuki took the pen again, lay on the side, and continued to paint. In order to tease Yang Qing that day, there was not enough time, so there were too few paintings. Although her painting skills are in the direction of the soul, it is always enough to tease Yang Qing.

The painting was happy, and he was thirsty halfway, so Mochizuki took a cup of herbal tea from the bookcase and drank it all.

Then he let out an "ahh

Yang Qing, who was sitting in front of the bookcase, was shaken by her scream. When I turned around, I saw the girl covering her mouth and her eyes teary-eyed.

Yang Qing paused, "Tooth hurts again?" ”

Mochizuki's eyes were moist and he pointed to the glass of water. Yang Qing took it, took a sip, and knew the reason, "The water is too cold." ”

He looked helplessly at her covering her mouth and whimpering, I am afraid it really hurts, and the corners of her eyes are red.

Pink, pink, tears rolling in his eyes, it really hurts.

Yang Qing couldn't help it, and he couldn't replace Mochizuki. It's just comfort, Mochizuki at this time, and he can't listen to it.

Suddenly, his back to the window stiffened.

After a pause, Yang Qing whispered to Mochizuki, "I kiss you, won't you be in pain?" ”

The girl didn't react, so she was taken into the arms of the young man, pinched her chin, broke her mouth, and kissed her.

A tongue kiss that is fiery enough to make people blush.

The girl had forgotten the pain, her hands grabbed the fabric of his back, and the whole person was buried in his rare active kiss.

This kiss is wonderful.

It feels so good.

Passing by the study, Yuan Yingxing stood in the green vine corridor, looking expressionlessly at the pair of kissing men and women under the open window.

Yang Qing held the window behind his back and covered the girl in his arms.

But how could Yuan Yingxing not see it?

He stood under the porch, looking coldly, even with murderous intent in his eyes.