"I'm leaving!" Ye Feng stopped, but in a blink of an eye, it was Wu Wuqing's face, and he slowly spoke: "Do you want to go?" The bed in the room has been set up for you. ”

He stared at her irresistibly—a cold, tender look in his eyes, his lips reddish and bloody, his nose handsome, his eyes pearlescent, and he almost kissed her face. Ye Feng stopped at that moment and slowly pushed him away, one step away, he took her hand, and put her hand on his chest, she felt this warm heartbeat, her heartstrings tightened, she was held in his arms by him, buried in his heart, penetrating the cool breeze, feeling his breath.

She sniffed his fragrance so hard that she forgot for a moment.

She didn't know what this man would do in the next second, and she regretted it for a moment......

"Don't bother us!" Wu Wuqing hugged Ye Fengzhu, shouted to the servants, and then walked towards his bedroom.

Ye Feng stopped leaning over and lay on the brocade bed, his cheeks were crimson, his ears were soft, his eyes were avoiding, he was afraid, he was afraid, he knew that this was her first time, he would not go against the wishes of the woman he liked for his own desires - he would wait for her, when she was really willing to open her heart for herself.

He touched her hot cheek with his fingertips, unsettled, but still holding on to the last line of defense.

His cold eyes were as bright as stars, mysterious and pure, and she saw in his eyes a longing that he had never seen before, and he longed for her heart.

She stretched out her arms, embarrassed herself, got up and kissed his lips through the curtain, this was the first time she had taken the initiative, Wu Wuqing smiled, pulled her arm away, and suddenly felt that he was extremely happy at this moment, she did not refuse his secret, and did not dodge for this sudden moment. At this moment, she belonged to him alone, he took off his guard, kissed her forehead, like a dragonfly in water, kissed her deep collarbone, it seemed that Ye Feng was quite nervous at this scene, and his face was already red.

"I'm sorry......" Ye Feng stopped whispering, his voice burning and speechless.

"Hmm." Wu Wuqing responded.

He lifted off his heavy white robe, revealing his smooth and broad shoulders, shallow breathing, and gently closing his eyes.

Ye Feng stopped raising his arm and put it on his ears, peeking at his two eyes that were as calm as a lake, his soft and picturesque face, the window cage, and his ears were also stained with red ink, like a flower that wanted to let go, seven years ago, she was still the little girl who didn't ask about the world, with a heart full of infinite longing and expectation for the future.

Now, she is far away from him, but she is close to him, and her heart is in touch.

"Five years ago, I saw you ......," Wu Wuqing began.

"......" Ye Fengzhu suddenly remembered for a moment, at that time, the people in the palace traveled with the queen mother to worship the Buddha, the scenery was just right, in March, it was the first time she saw the outside world, exposed to fresh air, and all kinds of people.

The dark skin shone the pure whites of the eyes in the vast farmland, and the wind blew by, looking across the bank, the green waves of magnificent rice seedlings were like a tide in his heart, and her indifferent eyes pierced into his heart, and he knew that one day, he would meet her again—until they were together.

At that time......

"Little girl, go back soon, grandmother doesn't wait for anyone." The attendant shouted. Ye Feng stopped but showed reluctance in his heart, that person - he looked very much like the White Feather Official, but it couldn't be him! She turned back, and he was no longer stationed.

Ye Fengzhu treasured that scene as if it were a dream, an indelible memory.

"Do you remember?" Wu Wuqing slowly approached, brushing her hair, her eyes gentle and creamy, containing pearls.

"At that time...... Do you like me? Ye Feng stopped asking.

"No......" he smiled, "No" in this context, there is no possibility of beak and a little argument, Wu Wuqing's eyes became sharp again, perhaps because of this sentence, he owed slightly, slightly opened his teeth, that focused gaze seemed to be about to eat people's hearts in the next second, he pulled, not to let it run out like a wild horse.

At that time, her eyes also had a vast interstellar space similar to his, and the connection between their hearts was an uncrossable galaxy, wonderful, flashing with brilliance. At that time, he just thought about it without bounds......

"I've been looking for someone who is exactly like me......" Wu Wuqing said, he touched her jaw and leaned over to kiss her.

Ye Feng stopped for a burst of electric shock, she stared at the mysterious him and said, "Why do you like me?"

"Loving you is my choice, and being involuntary is a choice I can't make." He raised his eyes to look at her, "I can't help but love you, because you have taken my heart away, and now I have heartache......"

"So I'm going to take it back myself, there's no reason to love someone, and if you have to give a reason, then, at that moment...... Your glance back, your turn, the dislocation of your eyes have touched my heart deeply. Knocking on his heart, torturing his thoughts, making him overcome all obstacles, no matter how ruthless he was, he was bound to get her.

"That moment, which moment?" Ye Feng stopped his eyes and asked.

"At the moment when the water pours away from you......"

"I wish I could protect you with my own hands, and from now on, I won't let you suffer the slightest harm." Wu Wuqing said, leaned over and kissed her, extremely lingering.

"From now on, will you love me and not forsake me?" Ye Feng asked innocently, staring into his eyes.

"Why are you so stupid...... Wu Wuqing nodded her forehead dotingly, "In the future, you are only allowed to say such stupid things to me." ”

Ye Feng stopped for a while and forgot about pouring water, now there was only Wu Wuqing in her eyes, and she deeply understood this. He surrounded her with love, captured her heart, and made it difficult for her to break free, just like his gentle treatment in front of him, she lay in the sea of his heart, making a net with the touch of her hands and feet, leisurely.

The person lying on the bed in front of him is himself, and she only has him, he is not pouring water......

His head let her stretch out her arms, warm and cold embrace, Ye Feng stopped, quietly sniffing the breath on his chest, he and her skin were close to each other, and the warm entanglement just appeared in her chaotic mind, vaguely visible.

She buried her hair, the wind blew, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, those arms, only belong to the white feather official, there is no other in the world, only limited to the person in front of him, a beautiful woman.

The white feather official's eyes widened, his eyes were clear, his indifferent face turned gentle, and he smiled at her: "Fool ......"

Then, as if to rub her in his arms.

She wanted to ...... She has fallen deeply in love with this man, although he can no longer go back to the sword and sword shadow that belongs to the white feather official, the era of bloody wind and rain, this indifferent, ruthless, uncertain, and capricious person is now his truest appearance, exposed in front of her eyes.

In the mansion, the servant Zhou Yuan panicked, stumbled, and swayed all the way from the back door to the front entrance, panting.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yuan had a large bag of luggage hanging on her body, and she stared at it and asked, feeling in the midst of a foul smell. Zhou Yuan turned around and explored the swordsman's handwriting, regardless of the day and night, and did not rest for many days, so he did not take a bath for half a month.

"It's still too late...... Fortunately. Zhou Yuan said, sighing in his heart, there is still half a month before entering the mountain, fortunately he has returned early. Childe can count on these secrets to embark on the road of swordsmanship!

I hope he can have a smooth journey, pass the test smoothly, and realize the dream of a swordsman!

However, pouring water is just an ordinary life: "There is nothing fortunate about!"

Then, he got up from the rose chair and walked away, and there was a "ping pong", and the chair fell to the ground.

Could it be that Childe is not happy about this? In the past 7 years, he has paid so much and experienced so many hardships and twists and turns, isn't it just for today's moment? Do you want to regret it, tired of this kind of struggle and pursuit, or is there another cause? It's almost time to enter the mountain...... Zhou Yuan didn't want to say that he wouldn't do it because of a whim and discouragement, he couldn't hold back, because of a little thing, he locked the door of his heart, and there were great prospects waiting for him, and there were greater things waiting for him to complete and climb to the top of the light.

As soon as her heart was settled, Zhou Yuan was full of energy, but the top priority was to clean up the filth.

"That slut......" said Pour Water Ran hatefully, he hated her, his eyes were cold, like a fierce beast.

He wants to take revenge on her and make her worse than dead.

That day, he witnessed Ye Fengzhu and Wu Wuqing's bed entertainment, it was Wu Wuqing's intention! deliberately let him see this scene, his heart hurt, and he tasted the bitter and spicy taste.

Because he had touched her and touched the woman he loved now, in the wind and rain pavilion, the wind chimes shook pleasantly, and it was bound to roll up a silent gunsmoke...... The look in Wu Wuqing's eyes was even more awe-inspiring. Even if there was a trace of it before, it didn't work, he didn't know what it was like for Ye Feng to stop and pour water before, but now she-it's his, it belongs to him alone, it's the only one, it's the end. He was jealous of the lips he had kissed her lips, touched her cheeks, and held her hands before!

He didn't dare to think about it...... A heart-wrenching pang.

But Dump Shui Ran definitely didn't do that kind of thing to her, because her first time belonged to him, only to him, verified by the moonlight that night, he hugged her tightly, and slowly rubbed her into his body, soul, body and mind.

But her heart and soul—for the first time—didn't belong to him, and he held a grudge against him.

He loves her, how much does he love her? Like that day he was united with her.

"No sunshine!" Ye Feng stopped smiling and confided.

He sat down beside the zither again, and the wind allowed him alone, silently, or in the waves, or in the waves, and there was no trace of it.

The wind is rolling like a tide on the ridge of the back mountain, the sun is blazing, it is the summer of July, but the basin is silent, just a faint heat, so that Wu Wuqing's back is steaming with sweat, dripping with sideburns, black and shiny—comparable to the hair on the head of a woman with a beautiful face.