When the fire burned, the dampness in the mountains finally dissipated a lot, and the cold air in the air was no longer so cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Han Yue threw a few more dead branches into the fire to make the flame burn more vigorously, "You just sit here and get warmer." He said to Cen Kexuan through the firelight.

The flames flickered in his dark pupils, brightening his eyes a lot.

Cen Kexuan didn't understand what he meant, and thought to himself If I don't sit here, where else can I go? After Han Yue finished speaking, he didn't sit down, but went directly to the water's edge, simply took off his clothes, revealing his strong upper body, he threw his clothes on the shore, turned over and went down to the stream, wading into the water to catch fish, and even the cold snow sword that he had been carrying with him was also shelved on the grass on the shore, lying alone, with a little dark light.

The sword is there, and when the cold snow sword leaves, he treats her as his own.

The haze in Cen Kexuan's heart was instantly blown away by a warm breeze, she gently bent the corners of her mouth, put the rabbit in her hand on the fire, flipped it over, and soon the oil and water came out, and the "zizi" sounded, and began to drip straight into the fire, and the meat on the most surface of the rabbit gradually turned yellow, exuding bursts of fragrance.

She was hungry, and when she smelled the fragrance, she was happy, and cried out, "Come up quickly, I'll leave you a rabbit leg!" Without hearing the other party's response, she continued to turn the branch in her hand, turned the rabbit meat over, and suddenly smiled: "Or the two rabbit legs will be given to you." ”

Han Yue still didn't reply to her, but she wasn't angry at all this time, she finally figured out the number of ways of this person, even if she cared about you again, she wouldn't say half a sentence on her lips, she said a few more words in the first two days, I'm afraid that because she was too seriously injured, her consciousness was not very clear.

His concern and concern are often in action, this only does not say it, and if you think about it carefully, it is actually much better than those guys who can only talk sweetly. At least he won't lie and deceive people so that people will admire and fall in love with him, but in fact he won't reveal any of his thoughts, and stay together every day, but he doesn't even know what he thinks......

She clenched her palms, thinking of the person in white, and her heart was full of grievances: she clearly knew her intentions, but that person was still unmoved, pretending not to know, had he ever been moved?

I can't guess it, I can't understand it, it's close at hand, and I can't ask for it. There is nothing more humiliating than that.

If you don't like it, don't talk to me, don't be so gentle with me, let me misunderstand and fall deeper and deeper.

She complained in her heart, only then did she realize that she was distracted, and her hand was almost burned, so she hurriedly changed her hand, retracted the hot palm and blew it twice. Ordering herself to stop thinking nonsense, she turned her head and shouted at Han Yue, "You be careful, don't catch a cold." Han Yue nodded this time, and made a silent gesture at her, and continued to stare intently at the water.

Under the moonlight, his body was still dripping with water droplets, his body was tight and powerful, he looked very athletic, he was a martial arts practitioner, compared to Bai Moyin's slightly pale face, Han Yue looked much brighter and healthier. Speaking of which, that person clearly has extremely high martial arts, why does he always feel that his body is not very good, and his complexion is not very good. It always made her faintly distressed, and she was inexplicably worried about him......

Realizing that he had unconsciously thought of Bai Moyin again, Cen Kexuan smiled bitterly and hurriedly closed his eyes.

When she opened it again, the bonfire kept shaking in front of her eyes, and through the flames, she saw that Han Yue in the water was standing up, holding a fish in his hand, the body of the fish was swinging, and the bright flames were also burning, and gradually, the flames in front of her merged with Han Yue's figure, and the swaying fire seemed to be imprinted on him.

Cen Kexuan rubbed his eyes, it turned out that he hadn't seen it wrong, Han Yue's chest actually had a tattoo with a flame pattern, with a burning color, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Tattoos?" She muttered.

It was the first time she had seen such a tattoo, and she was very strange and surprised.

She often ran to Cen Zifei's room since she was a child, never knocked on the door, and bumped into her brother several times without clothes, and there were few taboos among children, so Cen Zifei when she was young happened to be seen by her.

Cen Kexuan is young and ignorant, so he doesn't think there's anything wrong, Cen Zifei, who is a few years older than him, is different. He pushed her out of the door with a flushed face, and said anxiously, "Kexuan, get out quickly." "Even the voice is not smooth.

Cen Kexuan hurriedly ran to hide behind the pillar, stuck out his tongue and grimaced at him, and said, "Brother is stingy!" Then he ran away.

Cen Zifei was stunned in place, not understanding how he became a stingy ghost.

However, it is precisely because of these experiences that she still clearly remembers that Cen Zifei did not have this tattoo on her body when she was young. What's going on here? How did this tattoo come about? What does it mean?

"The rabbit is roasted, come on." She shouted at the cold and stood up. Seeing that the water of the stream was bright and clear, like a mirror, she got up and picked a wide leaf the size of a lotus leaf and a banana, wiped off the dust on it, put it on the ground and spread it flat, and put the skewer of roasted rabbit meat in her hand. Then, he carried the corner of his skirt and went to the stream.

"What do you do?" When Han Yue saw her coming, he threw the fish in his hand to the shore, and his eyes were busy on her.

"I'm coming down too, you wait." She said, already walking to the river, "I'll try!" Give me my dagger later, and for the first time in this life, I will see blood, and I will practice with this fish! She took off her shoes and socks and went straight to the stream, her eyes still showing some excitement.

The grass on the shore was wet, the moss was slippery, she walked as she spoke, Leng Buding's feet slipped, her body leaned back, Han Yue wanted to pull her, one was unstable, and the two fell to the ground together.

"You ......" came out of the mouth, and he paused suddenly.

Under the starry sky, he was pulled by her and fell on the grass on the shore, Cen Kexuan was so close for the first time, and saw his eyes so clearly, it was as dark as night, and it seemed to be as bright as the sky in the night, the tips of his hair were a little wet, and the water droplets slipped down his face, and she couldn't help but reach out to wipe the water droplets off his face.

They were so close that they could read each other's every expression, and she saw him staring into her eyes, the warmth in those eyes that made her sink in, her face gradually stained with a psychedelic color, and she was caught in the gap between the past and the present.

Could it be him? Will it be his brother...... Coming back to me?

She suddenly couldn't see the face of the person in front of her, but she was trapped in her own memories and obsessions, and her heart became very gentle for a moment, and tears welled up in her eyes, flowing down her cheeks into the grass, accompanied by the sound of insects chirping in the middle of the night.

The next moment, his eyes were dark, and his red lips were gently covered by his lips, with some warmth and some affection.

Her eyes widened instantly.

…… Wrong...... Wrong...... Everything is wrong......