Tan Sijun watched Xiao Xincheng suddenly grab his wrist, thinking that he was lustful again, and then waved the bronze mirror in fright and beat Xiao Xincheng all the way. She shouted in shock, "Let me go!" You pervert! Let me go! This is my thing! Let me go! ”

Xiao Xincheng heard Tan Sijun say this, and suddenly grabbed her right hand that was beating non-stop. He forcibly pulled her closer and said in surprise, "What did you say?" You say it's your thing? ”

Xiao Xincheng grabbed Tan Sijun's hands tightly, his eyes were full of surprise, he was a little happy and a little excited in his heart, hoping that this was true.

"This is my thing! Let me go! It hurts! Tan Sijun desperately tried to break free of Xiao Xincheng's hands, but he was never able to resist the brute force of the man in front of him, so he could only cry out in pain.

Xiao Xincheng could no longer hold back his tears and cried with joy. He hugged the delicate woman in front of him tightly into his arms, and said excitedly: "Qing'er! I've been looking for you for almost two years, and I've finally found you! I knew you weren't dead! You're not dead! ”

A big man cried for no reason, and he was such a handsome and dashing man.

Tan Sijun's heart was both nervous and uneasy, she tilted her head, looking at Xiao Xincheng's sadness crying, and her heart slowly softened.

She trembled and crouched in Xiao Xincheng's arms, motionless, letting him cry on her shoulder.

After a moment, Xiao Xincheng stopped sobbing. He quietly hugged Tan Sijun and felt the beauty of the beginning.

"Now, you're holding enough, right?" Tan Sijun asked shyly.

Xiao Xincheng heard the sound and gently let go of Tan Sijun in his arms. He walked past her, gently holding her shoulders and staring affectionately.

That kind of look seems to be piercing, that kind of look seems to be about to devour people.

Tan Sijun looked uncomfortable, and then involuntarily defended.

Xiao Xincheng saw that Tan Sijun was always guarding himself, and his eyes were sad. He asked gently, "Qing'er, how did you get here these days?"

"Qing'er? Who is Qing'er?? Tan Sijun listened to the words, and his face was at a loss.

"Don't you remember yourself? Do you remember me? Xiao Xincheng's face turned pale and was shocked.

Tan Sijun just shook his head slightly, and then asked ignorantly, "Who are you?"

"Your name is Feng Qingru! It is the county lord of Changle personally appointed by Emperor Taiwu! The handpiece on your wrist was given to you by me! I'm Xiao Xincheng! Xiao Xincheng said bitterly.

He was so sad that she had forgotten herself.

"Xiao Xincheng? Who is Xiao Xincheng? I don't remember! I don't remember! I don't know you! You go! Tan Sijun just felt that the name was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember it. She tried hard to think about it, but her head seemed to explode, a heart-rending pain. She screamed "ahh Who the hell am I? Who the hell am I? ”

"What's wrong with you? Qing'er! Qing'er! What happened to you? Xiao Xincheng saw her so painful, and his heart was like a knife.

After a scream, Tan Sijun fainted.

Master Tan Yao, who rushed over when he heard the sound, saw Feng Qingru fainting, and told Xiao Xincheng the ins and outs of the matter.

Xiao Xincheng only understood at this time why he couldn't find Feng Qingru all the time.

The two of them live in the south and the north respectively, and although they have passed by the cave many times, they have never approached the cave to explore carefully, so they always pass by his Qing'er.

When Xiao Xincheng saw the tortured Feng Qingru, he was tormented and waited quietly for her to wake up.

It wasn't until the next day that Feng Qingru woke up.

Xiao Xincheng leaned on the side of the bed and told Feng Qingru, who was lying on the bed, about the past. He did it just to bring back a memory of her.

Xiao Xincheng said gently: "Do you know why there are only seven sea red beans in the hand bracelet I gave you?"

Feng Qingru shook her head and stroked the hand that was inseparable from her. Maybe it's destined by God, and only this one bracelet can help her go home.

Xiao Xincheng had infinite affection in his eyes, and he said softly: "That's because this sea red bean is also called acacia bean, and the seven acacia beans represent that I have been secretly loving you." I've always secretly loved you, but I've never told you. Now, I don't want to miss it anymore, I don't want to

Lose you again, suffer like this again. I want to tell you that I love you and have always loved you. Qing'er, don't leave me again, don't worry me anymore, okay? ”

Xiao Xincheng held Feng Qingru's weak hand tightly, as if he never wanted to let go.

Looking at the handsome and bewitching man in front of him, who was confessing to himself, Feng Qingru's heart made of ice was gradually melted.

There was an inexplicable hot current in her heart, and there was a trace of inexplicable throbbing.

What does it feel like? Could it be that you have a heart for him?

Feng Qingru couldn't help but feel a little shy when she thought of this. She no longer refused, but she nodded silently.

Xiao Xincheng stood up in surprise, and then pulled up the weak Feng Qingru and held it in his arms.

Feng Qingru didn't struggle anymore, she leaned weakly in his chest, and only quietly enjoyed the warmth at the moment. She laughed happily, tears streaming from her eyes.

The world of the two people is sweet and beautiful, and this time at the bottom of the valley is the happiest moment for Xiao Xincheng. During the days when Feng Qingru was with him, Xiao Xincheng didn't deliberately want to heal Feng Qingru, he just went with the flow, and even felt that he didn't know anything like this

Feng Qingru belongs to him alone.

Here, she is just his Tan Sijun.

……

One day, the two played in the flower garden in the Valley of the Immortals.

Xiao Xincheng and Feng Qingru were lying comfortably in the flower garden, looking at the white clouds in the sky, smiling with smiles.

"Qing'er! Marry me, okay? Xiao Xincheng's sudden words made Feng Qingru both surprised and embarrassed.

"I, I'm ......" Feng Qingru looked shy, spitting.

"You don't want to marry me?" Xiao Xincheng sat up suddenly, and then looked at Feng Qingru worriedly.

His heart was pounding, waiting for her answer.

Feng Qingru looked at Xiao Xincheng's nervous and unbearable appearance, and his heart became nervous. She sat up, and then said shyly, "I do!"

Xiao Xincheng heard Feng Qingru's answer, and his hanging heart was finally put back in his arms. He looked at the delicate person in front of him tenderly, and his heart was full of laughter.

Feng Qingru was looked at like this by Xiao Xincheng, but he was even more shy. She turned her head and only smiled slightly, not daring to look directly at the man in front of her.

"Qing'er!" Xiao Xincheng called softly.

"Huh?" Feng Qingru turned his head, glanced at Xiao Xincheng, and then lowered his head.

Her charming eyes, extreme temptation, her smile, so charming, Xiao Xincheng couldn't help but bow her head and slowly leaned towards Feng Qingru's cherry lips.

Slowly, slowly, a kiss was gently imprinted on Feng Qingru's lips.

He kissed her!