Some people say that the greatest happiness in life is to find that the person you love also happens to love you. , some people say that at least once in their lives, forget themselves for someone's sake. I don't want results, I don't want to go with them, I don't want to have them, I don't even ask you to love me, I just want to meet you in my most beautiful years......

Looking at the deep affection that he hugged into his arms again, smiling playfully but clearly seeing it from those deep eyes, Murong Jiu remembered that he had read these two sentences.

She, how fortunate Murong Jiu is, she lost her footing in her previous life but was able to live a new life in another dimension; How fortunate she is to have a master who loves her so much; How fortunate she is to steal that full of family affection in this life; How fortunate she is to have so many friends; She, how fortunate she is, has someone who loves herself, and she also loves.

I met him in such a wonderful year

Don't ask for yes, Murong Jiu, why didn't you work hard before and denied the possibility, what did you miss in four years, and how much did you miss

He loves you so much, always, but always there

Leaning over and approaching Dongfang Yi, raising his hand to caress his sculptural face, Murong Jiu's crystal eyes glowed with a faint watery light, and called softly: "Dongfang Yi, I, did I say I like you" Falling leaves were silent and silent.

Murong Jiu's words were like pebbles thrown into Dongfang Yi's heart lake, but what was stirred up was a thousand waves, which came too suddenly and too violently, so that Dongfang Yi was stunned there for a while, and his eyes were full of undeniability.

He, his nine sons are saying that she likes him

I still remember that he once lied to her and said these four words. But when did it really come out of her mouth?

Hearing the beloved woman say that she likes it, she is so fluttering, so fluttering, so happy, I am overwhelmed with joy.

"Jiu'er, you, can you say it again" Dongfang Yi was stunned for a moment, his deep eyes were like bright stars shining with a little light, and his voice had an irrepressible tremor. Seeing that Dongfang Yi was as uncertain as a child afraid of not getting candy, and as ecstatic as if he had gotten sugar, Murong Jiu couldn't help but hook his lips and chuckled, reached out to hook Dongfang Yi's neck, pulled him in front of him, and said softly with his side face close to his ear: "I like you, Dongfang Yi." ”

When the words fell, the instantaneous pressure made Murong Jiu feel that her chest was squeezed and it was a little difficult to breathe, but the head resting on her shoulder blades, the hot air spraying from her neck, and the arms tightly wrapped around her waist made her feel the real joy so directly.

Happiness, in fact, is very simple, it can be a sentence or an action and a look. Murong Jiu wrapped his arms around the back of Dongfang Yi's neck and hugged him, the corners of his mouth raised an intoxicating smile, and he gently closed his eyes to hide the starlight in his eyes, and the hug at this time carried full of happiness.

"Alas, my girl is such an abrasive little goblin."

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's just immersed in happiness as if 10,000 years have passed in a moment. In short, Dongfang Yi's soft murmur broke the silence, but it strangely maintained the beauty.

In the face of Dongfang Yi's seemingly helpless banter, even if they hugged each other and didn't see each other's faces, Murong Jiu still blushed unconsciously, which was a shyness that could not hide joy from happiness.

The beauty is in her arms, and it is difficult to find a few people who can sit still without messing around, and he Dongfang Yi is obviously not among these people. However, he tried his best to calm himself down the surging in his chest and the restlessness in the dantian, and the sound of footsteps in the distance that was getting closer and closer forced him to do so.

The place is not right, and the time is not right.

Alas, Dongfang Yiyou was annoyed, and his Jiu'er finally relented, but now he couldn't do anything

Letting go of his arms, Dongfang Yi held Murong Jiu's shoulders and took her away from him a little, instead held her cheek, pecked lightly on her cherry lips, and looked at Murong Jiu with a smile in his eyes with a blank look of helplessness.

When Xiao Er entered the VIP room again, Murong Jiu and Dongfang Yi were already holding tea in their own hands, each with a chaise longue, but the seemingly natural silence made people smell a special breath without much effort.

Quickly laid out all kinds of delicate refreshments, and Xiao Er hurriedly retreated.

"That day, after we parted ways, we encountered ambushes one after another, it seems that it is not a coincidence" Murong Jiu opened his mouth lightly, changed the topic and resolved the faint charm, and after taking a sip of warm tea on the way to speak, he continued: "The group of people who followed me, although there are no other clues available on them, but there is a token on the leader's body, but I recognize it as a dead soldier secretly raised by the Tianyao Emperor, and if I guess correctly, it should be directly under Xuanyuan Mingzhe"

Needless to say, the strength of the Dark Pavilion is needless to say, therefore, Murong Jiu believes that Dongfang Yi will not fail to get the news about the incident where the three of them were attacked at the same time, and he will not be unalert, so there is no reason not to investigate, and what the Dark Pavilion wants to know, I am afraid it is only a matter of time.

"Wen Fang, Dongfang Yi really didn't make any waves, and only pondered for a moment before saying: "There is a new sect in the rivers and lakes called the Temple, and the style of acting is a bit like the style of the ghost domain, but it seems to be more mysterious, and it is still a mystery so far."

Dongfang Yi did not answer Murong Jiu's words, but said another thing.

"What does the temple have to do with Xuanyuan Mingzhe" Slowly putting down the teacup in his hand, Murong Jiuxiu's eyebrows were anxious, and he looked at Dongfang Yi suspiciously.

The Temple, when I listened to the shadow report in the big brother's house before, heard that the forces that have suddenly emerged in the past few months have acted ruthlessly and treacherously, and several gangs that seem to be not very famous but are quite powerful in the local area have been wiped out overnight and replaced. It's just that in addition to these strongholds, where the base of the temple is, it is even more confusing than seeing flowers in the fog.

This matter has a lot of waves in the rivers and lakes, and there are local forces of the same force crusade, but for some reason, there is no sound after that, so it coexists silently.

In the past, it was just a struggle between gangs, but now it seems that it is not so simple

It seems that not only has the shadow not found its roots, but even the news obtained by the dark pavilion is still only on the surface.

"The play, that is, the gong will be opened, and I will watch it patiently" Dongfang Yi did not solve Murong Jiu's doubts, but twisted Murong Jiu's wisp of green silk and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said something that seemed to be innocuous .

Whoever walks through will leave traces; The truth will eventually come out.

As smart as Murong Jiu, how could he not understand this reason, so he no longer dwelled on this problem, and recounted with Dongfang Yi the interesting story of the night tour to the Tianyao Palace in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve

As the saying goes, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth, and there is a sentence that the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. If you can't see clearly, you can wait to clear the clouds, and you can see the blue sky naturally