Qian Dai quietly buried her head in Murong Yichen's arms, sniffing the warm but warm breath with satisfaction, and said softly: "Promise me, don't give up, we will find the medical saint together and let him detoxify you." ”

"Okay." Murong Yichen chuckled: "I finally waited for your response, how can I be willing to die now, I want to accompany you with your gray hair." ”

Qian Dai raised her head slightly, and saw the handsome face with both eyebrows and eyes smiling, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the heart-warming arc was as beautiful as the snow lotus in full bloom.

In a trance, I seemed to see it again, under the peach blossom tree with petals, a man in white who was wearing a crescent white brocade robe, playing the yaoqin leisurely, his black hair raised by the breeze, and his handsome face smiled heartily.

The flowing fingers are dazzling, but the happy movements are still as elegant as ever, and the self under the tree pulls up the light veil, spins and jumps agile and quickly, and hooks up the peach blossoms all over the ground in a circle.

It was their competition, they didn't admit defeat, they were always tied, but they were in each other's hearts little by little.

He played the piano, she danced, and the world was leisurely, and only each other was left in their eyes.

At that time, whenever she turned around, she could always bump into his clear eyes.

Unconvinced by his grace, she immediately volleyed herself into the air, and swept up the peach blossoms all over the ground with a light veil, and the flowers were wound in circles and circles, gradually forming a whirlpool, and then she swept towards the elegant man under the tree like a pour.

She wanted to watch him down, but it wasn't until all the petals in Fang Yuan were stirred into the petal vortex that she realized that it was too late to stop.

A long wave of peach blossoms hit him like that.

It was about to come to him. But he didn't see the danger coming.

She was anxious, but he smiled at the moment when he raised his eyes slightly, and then with a "Zheng" sound, the sound of the piano rose sharply, and the breath of heaven and earth was suddenly condensed, and then the flower wave was hit into the air by a strong force.

It just exploded above his head, "sprinkling", raining all over the sky, scattering his body.

And she just stood there. Let the peach blossoms fall.

I remember when I looked up. The peach blossoms all over the body, the fragrance hits people, and I still remember the chuckle that sounded around me at that time, which made people intoxicated.

Maybe. At that time, he was already in his heart. And their own heartstrings. was also picked up by the steep sound of the piano, and it was out of control from then on, otherwise why would he give up the habits of his previous life. She didn't train with physical intensity, just because it would make her less flexible, and she was afraid that once her body became stiff, her dance would no longer match his piano sound.

She was so careful.

smiled lightly, love is always like this, and before you know it, it enters the heart.

"What are you laughing at?" Something flashed in Murong Yichen's eyes and asked softly.

Qian Dai retracted her expression and coughed lightly, "I found that Peach Blossom really has nothing to do with me." "Otherwise, why are you being destroyed by your own hands before and after amnesia?

"I really don't know what kind of mood the master was in at that time, facing the culprit who destroyed his peach blossom tree twice in a row." That's right, that old Taoist is his own master, although he only taught a few tricks, but even one trick is also a master.

"Because it's you, he's used to it." Murong Yichen glanced at Qian Dai lightly.

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly looked straight at Qiandai, and his eyes flashed with a slightly incomprehensible look, "You don't have a relationship with peach blossoms, but bloom in your heart." ”

His eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he said slowly, "Qin Yun, Li Yu, Yang Jinchen, well, it's quite brilliant."

Although the indifferent tone was as usual, Qian Dai heard the full displeasure inside, turned her head sideways away from his eyes that made her scalp tingle, shrunk her neck, and said curtly: "They, I really don't know." ”

"I don't know, it's not unclear." Murong Yichen raised his eyebrows and said, stretching out his white fingers to pick up Qiandai's hair, and playing with it inch by inch in his hand.

"It's only been a month since I left Beijing, what happened, huh? Courtship at the same time? Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth rose more and more widely,

"Shouldn't Daile explain it to her eldest brother?"

"I swear I'll stay in Maple Grove all the time." Qian Dai swore an oath, "So I really don't know what's going on." ”

Murong Yichen squinted his eyes and glanced at Qian Dai, his eyes were full of inquiry, as if he was questioning the truth of what she said, and finally retracted his gaze and said slowly: "My Dai'er is really too dazzling, and she can provoke peach blossom debts in such a short time when she appears in front of people." ”

said and sighed, his eyes were full of resentment, "What should I do, do you want to hide you, big brother." ”

Qian Dai's face twitched, could he hide himself and never see anyone.

He opened his mouth and muttered, "No need." ”

Murong Yichen raised his eyes, looked at her faintly, and only spat for a long time: "It's okay not to hide, and if there is no place for me in the future, you are not allowed to see other people of the opposite sex alone." Or stay three feet apart. ”

The corners of Qiandai's mouth twitched, and she was about to nod, but then she realized that he was jealous, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart.

But. In a blink of an eye, he thought of another thing, his face sank, he looked at Murong Yichen, and his tone was a little calm, "Big brother's peach blossoms are also blooming, no, I came back with a woman, day and night, the beauty is in my arms, it's really a blessing." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yichen played with his hair, and the deep affection in his originally spring-like eyes suddenly faded away, and was replaced by a breathtaking glow in his eyes, "Dai'er is vinegar." After saying that, he laughed in a low voice full of pleasure.

Qiandai's face turned red and she wanted to refute, but the two of them talked about this today, and it would be hypocritical not to admit it to death, so she generously admitted it, "So what, I remember, that person is your fiancée." ”

Murong Yichen laughed even more happily in a low voice, "Dai'er is so cute when she is vinegared." ”

After a pause, "She's not my fiancée. ”

"Or not?" Qian Dai couldn't help but glare, "I remember that your master once said that he wanted you to marry your little junior sister, isn't it her?" ”

"It's true that she is my little junior sister, but I didn't promise my master to marry her, and no one can force me to do things I don't like." Murong Yichen said slowly.

"I only have Daile in my heart." Murong Yichen spoke again with seriousness.

"Who believes you?" Qian Dai couldn't help but squirt at him angrily, although this sentence sounded quite comfortable, but she just couldn't accept the fact that the woman appeared in his carriage, it felt like something that belonged to him was coveted by others.

(To be continued.) )