"You, don't ......"

But at this moment, there was a sound of slamming the door outside the door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cheng Qinghe turned his face away, seemed to breathe out in a panic, pushed his shoulder, and reminded: "Someone is coming." ”

"Hmm." Shiraishi replied vaguely, buried in her neck socket and rubbed, but had no intention of getting up to open the door.

But the annoying knocking on the door did not stop, but intensified, and it meant that no one would stop.

"Maybe there's something urgent, you go and see, with my appearance, where else can I go?" Cheng Qinghe persuaded softly, following the temptation, but there was some dodging in the gaze he looked at.

Baishi didn't know what kind of abacus she was playing, so he thought that he would rely on her again, where his eyes lingered, his clothes were in disarray, with full reluctance, and he was a little more irritable to the people outside the door.

You have to see him for any big thing at night, it's so hateful!

"I'll go out first, if I wait until I come back and find you......'re not there," he gently rubbed her collarbone, and saw that the delicate body under him trembled almost imperceptibly, and naturally knew that he had achieved his goal, and after getting out of bed, he picked up the bottom that was resting aside, and put it on slowly, but his deep eyes kept staring at her.

The twilight was dreary, the autumn night was cool, and the orange lanterns swayed in the wind under the eaves outside the shop.

The little servant of the Bai family stood outside the door and hugged his arms tightly, staring at the wooden board in front of him and settled down, and after a while, he saw the sound of walking inside, and he quickly held his breath.

The wooden door was removed, and the entrance was a bronze well-organized strong chest, and the little man didn't expect that the young master of his family would appear shirtless so rarely, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"You'd better give me a good reason." Shiraishi looked at him with a grin.

If he had been more clever, he would have known that the young master would be displeased with such a speech, but now, his eyes turned uncontrollably and looked through the gap in the coffin shop, and saw a half-open door, and a pair of jade feet under the white soft back of the bed inside.

"Huh?" Shiraishi was waiting for him to answer.

The little guy moved his gaze back to his chest in a daze, and subconsciously returned to his mouth: "Hmm, young master, there is news about the original head of Longhu Mountain that you want to investigate, and his subordinates are here to report to you." Then he handed the yellow letter in his arms with both hands.

Shiraishi lowered his head and took it, unfolded it and glanced at it, and then retreated to the threshold, "In the future, if you don't have my permission, don't disturb people's dreams at night." ”

"Yes, young master." How did he know that he had escaped the tragedy of being sent to the frontier once, and watched his young master put the small plank back with his bare arms.

This scene looked like a full mortal, he stood outside the door for a while, and the curtain west wind swept the fallen leaves over and over again behind him.

No, wasn't it he ordered that the news of the disappearance of Longhu Mountain be sent to him immediately?

Bai Shi came back and closed the door, and saw Cheng Qinghe burying his face in the pillow, revealing a pair of white and tender little feet under the white feather quilt, he sat down and held it, and his hands were cold.

"You're cold?" He asked, her ankle covered with a layer of white cream, a rare and precious thing, but nothing compared to the person on the bed.

Seeing that she was silent, Shiraishi lifted the corner of the quilt and pressed his hot chest against her cold and tight back from behind.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you tonight."

As soon as his hands were hot, his little hands that were so pale that they were wrapped in his palms that Cheng Qinghe opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened?" She asked. She heard what was being said outside the door about Longhu Mountain, so she naturally couldn't help but care.

"You know the missing head of Dragon and Tiger Mountain."

Cheng Qinghe's mind came up with the image of an old man with a fairy style and a smile, "Maoling? He didn't die? ”

"Naturally, he didn't die, Maoling's cultivation is actually not under the master's command, and it is not difficult to escape from Longhu Mountain."

"You mean, he's hiding his cultivation?" Cheng Qinghe frowned, and several guesses flashed in her heart, but if she could, she didn't want to think badly of Maoling.

Shiraishi couldn't help but smile when he saw that she had grasped the main point in just a few words.

"You guessed right, the head of the family originally had a lifespan of approaching, although all the hermit elders had the intention of passing the position of head to Su Ling, but in the end, it was always the head of the house who could make the decision, as far as I know, he has always preferred to take over his position in charge of Maoling."

The behemoth of Longhu Mountain, as the youngest peak master Su Ling, is still a little worse in the eyes of the head of the sect, who has always been decent, on the other hand, Maoling, who has been in charge for so many years, is already familiar with the affairs of the sect, and taking over the position of head is naturally a matter of course.

"Since he didn't die, why didn't he go back to Longhu Mountain, now Longhu Mountain is worried about internal and external troubles...... Cheng Qinghe hesitated, but she didn't notice it, and unconsciously, she slowly relaxed.

Internal and external troubles? Bai Shi didn't think that as long as Su Ling hid the Wudang Pawn Book, no matter which family it was, he would not rush to make a move, unless some kind of agreement had been reached between them.

Moreover, the mysteries in the classics are still waiting for Longhu Mountain to be solved.

Beauty is in his arms, such a scene has been staged countless times in his dreams, but now that it has become a reality, he wants to be a restless Yanagishita Megumi, which is really suffocating.

"Let's sleep first, let's talk about it at dawn~" His voice gradually lowered.

Cheng Qinghe, who was aroused by his curiosity for knowledge, saw that he was about to fall asleep like this, and a feeling of depression suddenly hit his heart, and the surroundings were already quiet, and after waiting for a while, she saw that he was breathing evenly, and wanted to turn over and leave his arms angrily, but found that he was tightly encircled in his arms by him.

She was annoyed but had nothing to do, so she could only look at the curtain hanging in front of her, and as the pointer walked step by step, she finally closed her eyes gradually.

It was late at night, the person in his arms was completely relaxed, his breathing was shallow, but Bai Shi, who had been asleep, opened his eyes, quietly raised his head and looked at her quiet side face.

Cheng Qinghe seemed to be precipitated in a ball of cotton, and suddenly felt that her forehead was lightly touched, she hummed softly, turned around, and fell into the cotton again.

Fate is really a wonderful thing, it pushes two people who don't know each other to gradually intersect...... (To be continued.) )