I can't let people go back and get it.,Look at the one on the painting.,Anyway, I'll wear it again.。

The clothes in his hand were withdrawn, Qin Cao began to widen his robe, and the person behind him seemed to have misunderstood, "You... Do? ”

Turning around, the person in front of him was clasping his hands around his chest to avoid himself, and his long arm stretched out and took Fang Cai's bath towel to wipe the water stains on his body, "Don't be afraid, carry you back." ”

The person in his arms tensed his nerves, his eyes closed, and he tugged at the neckline on his chest, what was this nervous and scared?

Mu Fandi was put on the bed, with a towel on the pillow, and the man said softly: "Wait for me to come back." ”

What do you mean? I can't help but think about it, the painting comes to mind, not only that, but the two people on it also moved, and suddenly their legs tightened! There was a sound of the door opening next door, why was it so fast? He didn't change the bath water again? Isn't that the same as taking a mandarin duck bath?

The door was opened from the outside, and he sat up and wrapped himself in the quilt, and a moist breath came to his face, only to see an arm stretched out, and hurriedly closed his eyes but did not come to take her quilt.

"Don't be afraid, do nothing."

The voice was low and good, so sincere that it didn't lie at all, so he let go of his heart and opened a crack to look at the person in front of him.

The same red bedgown, the slightly open placket exposed the tight skin, and a drop of water slid down...

Qin Cao wiped his hair with a towel, and his eyes stared straight at his chest, which was even more undulating...

Invisibly made a beautiful man's plan, his mortal is most obsessed with this gully and distinct texture, and sure enough, he wants to touch but doesn't dare to touch, wants to see but doesn't dare to look, and secretly aims at the feeling of being unstoppable.

He stopped and took a slightly cold jade hand and put it in front of him, "It's all yours." ”

Just as I wanted to press the right frenulum suddenly opened, I withdrew my hand suddenly, "I'm not embarrassed." ”

Thin lips gently pursed the towel aside, without saying anything to hold the person in his arms and fell asleep, he had not closed his eyes for a long time, and today was the most satisfying time in this life.

The sound of even breathing came, covering up the sound of the rain falling outside and her cramped heartbeat, inexplicably having a feeling of family.

Sleepiness hit, the handsome face in his eyes gradually blurred, and a wisp of night wind drilled into the crack of the window extinguished the candle flame, and instantly fell into darkness.

At midnight, Qin Cao tightened his arms and kissed him lightly on his forehead.

Following

The person who woke up surprisingly early obediently looked at the person lying facing him, with long eyelashes under a layer of dense forest, his nose bones like peaks, and thin lips, which matched the male protagonist described in the story, just like the man who came out of the painting.

Seeing that people were moving, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and how could Qin Cao not know, he just pretended not to know and got up first and went out alone.

The dumb girl then came in, and Mu Fandi also got up early in the morning.

She only has these few days in her memory, so how the past doesn't affect her mood or enhance her happiness. At this time, the great joy was the man who saved her from danger last night.

In the dining room, the table is full of dishes that are popular with the taste buds, adding a touch of happiness to the mouth.

"You're my husband?"

The straightforward words came out of his mouth with a little silly, and the man responded in surprise: "Yes!" A contradictory expression that thought she remembered something but denied it.

"There's a picture that says, that... I have amnesia. Explain why he asks that.

confirmed the relationship and resolved the life, after all, life is short, it is better to say it bluntly.

"What painting?" Qin Cao was eager to take a look, people who lost their memories did not just forget him, which made him find a trace of comfort in his heart.

Oops! How could she take out such a painting, but when she regretted it, she had already gone to get it herself, this room was too small, and the thing that looked like a painting tube was seen at a glance.

"Don't take it out!" shouted in shame.

Seeing this, Qin Cao hurriedly put it back in and returned to its original position, "Okay... I don't look at it, Fan'er Mo is angry. ”

Trying to get closer, she took out a silk handkerchief from her arms and gently wiped the corners of her lips, like a puppet but shy and shy.

"Shall we go back to Beijing?" Seeing that no one responded, he continued: "It is a place with four distinct seasons, with wind in spring, flowers in summer, fruits in autumn, and snow in winter. ”

Looking at the person in front of him stupidly, he actually knew the meaning of this sentence, "Is there rain there?" ”

"Very little...", he stepped forward and hugged the person in his arms, "I will accompany you." ”

"Hmm..."

The two of them immediately set off, packed briefly, and left the rainy and beautiful Jiangnan in a carriage.

Subsequently, the standing sign in front of the door of the "Seven Beauties" was replaced with four words: She has arrived

And the unfinished story is no longer followed, stopping at the chapter where I love you as a last resort.

So far, "The Legend of Aunt Mei" has no continuation

January

The farther north it goes, the colder it gets, and there is a chill in the air, but someone's heart is warm, and there is a gentle husband who holds her in the palm of his hand.

The two walked and walked, "Ah Cao, my hands are cold." Said coquettishly, raising the hand that was not being held.

As soon as the words fell, she was dragged into the corner, separated by two walls just enough to accommodate the two of them, and grabbed her other cold hand and put it into the warm placket.

Then he buries the man in his bosom, and if he is the sun, it will revolve around only one person, and warm only one person.

With the light of the sun, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, Qin Cao straightened his robe and led the people out to continue back to the inn.

Today's Fan'er has forgotten the past, let go of his worries, and devoted himself to this relationship, which is the state he has always dreamed of.

This journey is very slow, stop and go, Mu Fandi has seen all the mountains and rivers, flowers and plants, insects, insects, birds and birds, "Ah Cao~"

Qin Cao stopped, and an old man next to him who was loading the car was holding a rabbit cage one by one.

"People want to raise a rabbit..."

Although he wanted to be obedient, in order not to distract Fan'er, "There is one in the house, with long ears, gray hair, and red eyes, your favorite." "I don't want to praise that gray rabbit at all.

Why don't you look very happy, "Really? Seeing that the person nodded, the evening breeze was slightly cool, so he had to give up.

The streets were lit up with red lanterns hanging on the doors, and the two shadows on the ground were getting longer and longer, and the sixteenth moon was very round! It's huge! It's bright!

Soon, they returned to the inn, the business on the first floor was bleak, and the Lantern Festival was happy to eat a reunion dinner in their respective homes on the three days.

The shopkeeper was also idling with a book to read, but he didn't notice the two who walked in from outside the door.

Qin Cao led the people up to the second floor and went downstairs to order an appropriate amount of food.