After Tang Ying swallowed the white fire, he lost consciousness in an instant due to severe pain. It was as if she had been sucked into a white whirlpool, and everything in the past began to play out like a marquee in front of her eyes.

The first thing that flashed was the day when Li Chunfeng taught her to read and write; then returned to the Tang Mansion, and then saw Wu Meiniang in the Ganye Temple; Further back, a cold face appeared in front of her, and he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Tang Ying ......"

Yes! It's almost urgent! What the hell did he shout!

Tang Ying was bored, and suddenly there was a huge suction force on the ground, dragging her from behind. Then came a series of calls in my ears, soft, gentle, and so familiar.

It's Li Chunfeng!

She couldn't help but feel warm in her heart when she thought of him, and couldn't help but shout: "Uncle! Where are you! ”

The suction grew stronger, pulling her away from the tunnel to the future. She suddenly felt that she didn't want to go back so much, but wanted to be more like Li Chunfeng. So she stretched out her hands and grabbed the suction force to pull herself away from the white whirlpool......

When the pain was clear, she knew that she was back in the Tang Dynasty. The burning sensation in his chest seemed to be within his reach, but his breathing was very disordered, like something was blocked in his mouth.

She opened her eyes and saw a man's thick eyebrows and long eyelashes dipped in water up close. Is this man, this man kissing himself?!

Oh my! Has the peach blossom luck that belongs to the crossing finally begun? Is this considered a pole? Depend on! For this kiss, did you pay the price of missing arms and legs?

She snorted, and the man hurriedly raised his head and stared at her as if frightened. She looked at it fixedly, and recognized that this person was Li Chunfeng from this look, and she was so surprised that she forgot any pain!

Tang Ying swore that he had never seen such a good-looking man. What Japanese and Korean stars, European and American handsome guys were all killed out of the street in seconds.

His eyebrows were proud, and each side was drawn like a brush dipped in ink, from thick to light to the sideburns; A pair of clear eyes, under the cover of watery eyelashes, are so hazy and bright; Under the straight bridge of the nose are thin lips and smooth chin, and the corners of the lips have a faint smile, gentle and measured, just like him.

Originally...... Beneath that tousled beard hides such a beautiful haode thing. This beautiful haode lips were just kissed on my lips. She smiled tiredly and contentedly, and two deep pear vortices bloomed on her lips, "Uncle, you saved me?" ”

Li Chunfeng smiled with relief and said softly, "No, you saved me." ”

Tang Ying stared greedily at his picturesque face, and admired stupidly: "You are so young, so good-looking." "No wonder some people call Li Chunfeng an immortal, it seems that he is indeed very Taoist! And, at last, she knew why he was wearing a fake mustache. Any old man with such a face will attract a lot of right and wrong.

Being praised so much by a little girl, Li Chunfeng didn't feel a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and asked carefully, "Tian'er, is there anything uncomfortable?" Tang Ying still had a faint pain in his chest, so he touched his chest with his little hand.

He frowned, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm afraid, Uncle will continue to use his own qi to neutralize Tian'er's white fire." You...... You close your eyes ......"

Oh my God, he's so cute! Tang Ying watched his heart beat wildly, closed his eyes, and subconsciously pursed his mouth.

Li Chunfeng blushed and heartbeat for no reason when he saw this, but it was important to save people, so he finally lowered his head and leaned forward.

A cool breath blew from Li Chunfeng's mouth to Tang Ying's throat, and the feeling of being burned was suddenly relieved. Tang Ying was pleasantly surprised, and his 24-year-old self couldn't help but want to hug the beautiful man in front of him.

She wanted to stick out her tongue Tian Tian Li Chunfeng's lips, but after hesitation, she finally restrained herself. What if the ancients didn't know how to tongue kiss? It's time for him to suspect him again. It's better to be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship, and slowly establish a good relationship with him, and when he grows up, won't he still be in his pocket. Ahh......h

Li Chunfeng raised his head cautiously, "Tian'er, are you better?" Tang Ying nodded drunkenly. He let out a long sigh, turned his head and coughed lightly. It was only then that she realized that they were at the bottom of the waterfall, and his face was blue, and he must have been frozen. So she quickly touched his chest and said, "Uncle, let's get out of the water, don't get frostbite." The thin robe was already clinging to his body, and the outline of his chest muscles was looming. If it weren't for the fear that he would be really sick, she would be reluctant to leave this scene.

Li Chunfeng touched Tang Ying's veins and felt that the situation was stable, so he stepped on the water and jumped to the edge of Tan.

"Let's go home." His voice was soft, making Tang Ying turn into a ball of cotton and float in his arms. Sure enough, women of any era have no resistance to gentle men, let alone such a dazzling man.

For a while, she felt that those girls who had crossed into concubines were weak, what was good about sharing a man with other women, Li Chunfeng was her alone. Not to mention anything else, just with his beard and eyebrows that occupy half of his face when he was outside, and his 48-year-old age, no woman is interested in him.

When he first traveled to the Tang Dynasty, Tang Ying was haunted by his 7-year-old body. But in Li Chunfeng's arms, she felt that the age at which she could be coquettish at will was really good.

Now she finally doesn't have to pretend to be pitiful, just pretend to be sick.

Since the battle of the ghost city, Li Chunfeng has never left her, and when he hears even a slight cough, he will quickly run over to ask. The meal will be finished and brought to the mouth, and the sleeping will be held in her arms until she falls asleep, and the intimacy has made a huge leap compared to before.

Of course, there is also the "Washiki" twice a day, in the morning and in the evening. This is a technical term used by Li Chunfeng to hide his embarrassment, and for Tang Ying, it is kissing. Martial arts novels always have some drug treatment in mind, and today's practice is really credible.

For convenience, Li Chunfeng didn't wear a fake beard anymore. With such a bright handsome guy dangling in front of him, Tang Ying's heart beat fast several times a day, which made him very worried every time.

The bronze mirrors of the ancients are very different from the modern mercury mirrors. Tang Ying thought: If you give yourself such a handsome face, you will definitely hold the mirror and narcissize every day.

But Li Chunfeng didn't seem to think he was anything special. As usual, the wind direction is observed during the day and the sky at night. Tang Ying followed and practiced writing at the desk. Sometimes when he couldn't write well, he would put down his own business, wrap her little hands and teach her to use a pen. Whenever this happens, a fresh and delicate aroma that is characteristic of him will come to his face.

Tang Ying asked him if he was born with a strange fragrance, and he smiled and said that it was just the taste of the herbs contained in the pills he ate. She asked him again if he had become an immortal and jumped out of reincarnation, and he couldn't help laughing, only saying that he had been cultivating since he was a child and aging slower than ordinary people.

Since she worshipped him as her master, she also began to meditate and exercise every day. I thought that Bai Huo could bring her some special functions, but it turned out that except for not being too afraid of cold, everything was no different from ordinary people.

After the freshness has passed, a repetitive boredom and tedious life in the mountains ensues.

Tang Ying watched Li Chunfeng write books and dance swords, and sighed listlessly.

The time has reached the ninth month of the lunar calendar, thinking back to 2013 AD, and it is the season of the outbreak of American dramas. I don't know if it's like a big dream for just a few days, and if these episodes can still be connected. Thinking out, she thought of her father who was alone at home, and couldn't help but redden.

"Homesick?" Li Chunfeng didn't know when he came to her, and he naturally hugged her in his arms, "If Tian'er wants to go back, Uncle will take you back to Chang'an tomorrow." ”