"I understand, I'm just ......" Yun Tang paused, burying his face in the palm of his hand.

"I understand, senior sister. Rest well, I'll see you off tomorrow morning. ”

"No, I'm afraid I left early. Go back quickly, it's bedtime. Yuntang looked at the sky and said softly.

Qinghuan nodded and said goodbye to Yuntang.

Yun Tang sat alone on the high roof, his lips tightly pursed, the hand resting on his lap slowly clenched into a fist, his eyes suddenly turned to the direction where Hua Xu Realm was, and sighed faintly.

Nan Yang thought about what Qinghuan said, don't sleep, wait for her to come back. She and Junqiao have been sitting under the tree to make tea, the medicine jar in her hand is slowly warm, she lifts the lid, and a cool breath penetrates the tip of her nose, like mint grass with a harmonious taste.

Nan Yang took a small sip, there was a sweet and greasy taste in it, thinking that a lot of honey was added to it, which firmly covered the bitterness of other medicinal materials. She smiled invisibly and drank the medicine slowly.

Junqiao sat opposite her, his hands on his head, his eyelids were about to fight, his eyes were looking closely at the tea on the stove, obviously the tea noodles were already gurgling and bubbling, Nan Yang was still unhurried, and he didn't look like he was going to scoop the tea out at all.

"If you are sleepy, go back and rest." Nan Yang said lightly.

Junqiao thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, you can go to bed early." ”

Jun Qiao covered his mouth and yawned, got up and walked back to Huaxu Realm slowly.

Not long after she left, Qinghuan returned. Nan Yang got up, walked over to Qinghuan, and took her hand.

"I've been going for so long, it's cold outside, and it's freezing carefully."

"Master, you really haven't slept." Qinghuan pulled Nan Yang and walked inside, "It's late, if it's so late in the future, don't wait for me." ”

Nan Yang was silent, only quietly watching Qinghuan.

When the two entered the house, the bed was still in a mess. Qinghuan let go of Nan Yang and went to make the bed, her long hair hung down behind her, lining her well-proportioned and good-looking figure, and her slight bending movement made her long hair spread out on her back, looking very soft.

Nan Yang stood aside and watched quietly, and after a moment, he said leisurely: "There is a feeling that someone is by your side and can care for each other, so it is so gratifying." No wonder people in the world are willing to indulge in the love between men and women. ”

"If you live alone, sometimes you will be bored, and you don't know what to do when you are bored. But there is a sweetheart, when he is bored, he will still think about her, and time will not be so difficult. Chryss in response. She paused in making the bed, her eyes widening slightly, looking at the bright red mark on the bed.

That was last night......

"Master...... Does it hurt? Qinghuan turned his head, his eyes shallow and faint, lest if he looked at the woman a little harder, her weakness would be damaged.

Nan Yang immediately understood what she was saying, his face turned red, and he half-closed his eyes: "It's okay." ”

“…… Come, lie down, I'll put some trauma medicine on you. ”

Nan Yang bit his lip, slowly got into bed and leaned on the head of the bed: "Didn't you drink the medicine just now?" ”

"That's a reconciliation of the inner breath, and you still have ...... Should...... Swollen ......" Qinghuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end she was almost inaudible, and her own face was half red, and she felt the ointment she had brought back from the medicine pavilion during the day from her cuffs, and rubbed it uneasily in her hand.

"Hmm." Nan Yang replied softly, slowly untied his clothes, and took off his outer robe, leaving only a dirty shirt.

Nan Yang suddenly didn't dare to continue, took a quick look at Qinghuan, and said softly: "You give me the medicine, I'll come by myself." ”

He chuckled lightly: "Master, do you know where to paint?" ”

"You...... Licentious. Nan Yang frowned and glared at Qinghuan. But there was an indelible flush on her face, which made her look a little coquettish.

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She suddenly got up from Nan Yang, staggered out a little, ran into the snow outside Huaxu, and fell directly on her back.

Qinghuan grabbed a handful of snow next to him with his right hand, held it tightly in his hand, and felt the snow condense into an ice cube, and then slowly turn into water. The cold touch calmed her down.

She felt like she could bear to spit out a mouthful of blood.

But the master hurts, she can't bear the master's pain at all, she would rather hold back herself and vomit blood.

Nan Yang didn't care about the mess, so he casually put on his clothes and wrapped his robe, and followed Qinghuan out.

She saw Qinghuan lying in the snow, slowly stepped forward, squatted down, stretched out her hand distressedly, helped Qinghuan brush away the broken snow on her face, and said softly: "Why do you have to endure so hard......

"Master," Qinghuan quickly interrupted Nan Yang and held Nan Yang's hand, "No, I don't, don't worry. ”

“…… It's cold on the ground, don't lie down. ”

"Master, I love you." Qinghuan held Nanyang's hand and put it on her lips to kiss gently. Her eyes were closed, and she felt a little sour at the corners of her eyes, she loved this woman so much that she felt not only pleasure, but also pain.

"......" Nan Yang gently hooked the corners of his lips in a restrained manner, and looked at Qinghuan in silence, his eyes were deep.

Qinghuan opened his eyes and looked at the face as beautiful as an immortal in the dark night, and his voice was long: "If there is a day when danger comes, I am willing to die for you." ”

"......" Nan Yang looked at Qinghuan seriously, revealing a very shallow and faint smile.