Five days have passed since that person was taken captive here, and she doesn't know what the situation in Jinling is now. and whether the news of her disappearance has spread, and what happened to Fan Fan and Zhu San.

For her, Qinghe's attraction to him is as tempting as a drug, knowing that there is a cliff below, she still can't help but be willing to fall to the bottom of the cliff and become a member of the white bones of the forest.

"Li'er can't wait to leave this king." The tail note is slightly accentuated, full of dissatisfied pleading.

"Not only can't wait, I even want to kill you in my dreams, I can't wait to bite its blood and drink its flesh to relieve my anger, not to mention that I still have to stay with you for so long, I'm disgusting." For days, don't talk well, every sentence is either yin and yang weird or cynical, and even that laugh is sarcastic and sneering.

Don't say a good face, she can thank God for not raising her eyebrows.

"This king doesn't know that Li'er can even dream of this king, which is really joyful." Qinghe didn't laugh at what she said.

How do you describe that smile? Like the moment when the snow melts in spring, it is like the delicate green peach trembling on the branches in March in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Oh, the regent will misinterpret his meaning, I am afraid that no one in this world can do it." He Dangli only felt that he continued to talk to him, and in the end he was probably angry, so he simply shut up honestly.

"Li'er understands this king, whether it is from the inside or from the outside to the inside." Qinghe put down the already empty teacup, and a wry smile spread on the corner of his lips.

He felt that he had really done something wrong at the beginning, but he didn't return the arrow when he opened the bow. And his secret things were unspeakable to her, and I am afraid that if I said them, I would pollute her ears.

Sometimes even he can't help but wonder if if he hadn't softened his heart at the beginning, then everything would be different now. It's like what happened in his dreams.

Three meals for two people in one room, and prosperity at the end. Find an uninhabited valley and build a wooden hut. Pave a bluestone path. With her morning bell and dusk drum, peace and quiet.

Even had a son and a half daughter with her, and this life was enough that he refused to wake up in his sleep.

It's just because this dream is too beautiful.

The two of them were not interested in chatting about anything for a while, and concentrated on admiring the red plum Yingxue. Snow falls on the branches.

The two sat quietly in the small pavilion, put a few stoves beside them to ward off the cold, quietly admired the red plum falling snow, and cooked snow around the stove, and the two of them did not say a word.

For a long time, after He Dangli drank a cup of snow tea, he stared at the delicate side face of the person opposite, and felt even more irritable. A branch of red dew is fragrant, the phoenix eyes are half-bent to hide amber, and the face of the hibiscus with cherry lips is full of condensation of frost, and the whole body exudes the cold meaning that no one should enter.

I don't know when this madman will be able to let him go, God knows that he is just staying in the same place with him now, breathing the same air in the same small square world. It's all extremely unbearable.

"Ah Li has been staring at this king, but he is confused by beauty." Qinghe, who was bowing her head to adjust the sound of the piano, felt that her eyes were burning for a long time, and deliberately leaned her face a little closer and turned her down; "If Li'er wants to see it, why not look at it generously, and even I can satisfy you if you think about it." The tail note is slightly upturned, like a small hook that tickles people's hearts, and I can't help but want to reach out and scratch it.

Seeing that the person didn't answer, Qinghe, who had to make inches, couldn't help but get up, reached out to touch Lin Chaoge's slightly sensitive earlobe, and gently rubbed his fingers with a little coolness: "Speaking of which, the poor monk has not been close to Li'er for a long time, and even his body can't help but think strangely at this moment." ”

Qinghe stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the small earlobe, and the white jade face instantly turned red. He Fangli was so angry that he needed to push him away, but instead became a swinger who grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.

Even the Gu worms in her body were already ready to move, and they were even constantly rushing against her weak reason. Screaming and pounced on him and ate him.

And the most damn thing is that the Gu worm was already familiar with the smell of this man's body, and added a touch of medicine that could stimulate the Gu worm in her body. Now, as soon as I get close to him, it is like inadvertently taking the most violent aphrodisiac/medicine, and my whole body is dry/hot.

"Regent, please respect yourself." The red was dyed into white jade inch by inch, He Dang took a few steps back, pursed his thin lips lightly, his expression was complicated, and his fingers were tense and slightly bent. The sideburns are rippling with cold sweat, and they are already wet/wet.

"Li'er wants it too, doesn't it." Qing Ji didn't wonder how she reacted, after all, he had sent that cute little bug in the first place. Before that, he had used his essence blood day and night to feed, and how could he not react too strongly to his breath.

"Regent, please respect yourself." He Dangli retreated to avoid his contact, clenching his tongue and bleeding. The strong smell of iron embroidery filled his mouth, and he did not completely lose his mind.

"How can you have self-respect, not to mention that the poor monk and Li'er have been entangled for many years, why do you need to care about it a few more times." Qinghe strode forward and pulled the person into his arms, and the movements of his hands began to gradually become less honest.

The man's slightly tea-scented thin cool lip flap forcibly kissed the pink rose lip flap that he had coveted for a long time, tossing and turning, as if he could never eat enough.

The figure left, the dark fragrance floated, and the plum branches that were crushed by the snow fell down, smashing down a few small snow pits.

The madman is a complete madman, He Dangli is a little decadent and half-squatting on the soft blanket, his hand vigorously wiping the thick touch of his lips and hands, his heart is panicking, and his brain is spinning rapidly.

But no matter how clear his mind was trying to escape from all this, this completely soft body had long been out of control, and could only watch him sink under the man, making one humiliating voice after another.

There is no time in the mountains, and the mountains are like years.

"Less...... Young Master ......". Da Zhuang who ran towards him just bumped into Hu Shuang, who was leaving with his sleeves brushed away, and didn't think much about it, and immediately ran over happily to report the good news, just like he had won the five million jackpot.

"Young Master." Even through a pothos courtyard wall, his loud and rough voice could be heard, and even the sparrows perched on the treetops were so frightened that they fluttered their wings and left, leaving only a few crow green and gray feathers.

"Well, what's wrong?" Su Yan, who was cleaning up the remaining chess, saw someone approaching, and quickly sorted out his emotions, otherwise his face was exposed, and the hand hidden under the cuffs trembled slightly, revealing that his thoughts were not calm, and his brown eyes were complicated.

What's even more annoying is that Hu Shuang is really bold, and she is so sure that she will always keep her identity. Or after she said and did such things one by one, and after the four and fourth, she really thought that she wanted to be manipulated by anyone, and she didn't know what to do.

The sunspot pinched by his fingers was broken into two petals because of his excessive strength, which showed the weight of his anger.

"Little, young master, tiger... General Huwei... General Huwei returned... It's back.... "All the way trotting over, some panting Da Zhuang was holding his knees, a word was bumpy and intermittent, not even a piece, and his face was full of joy.

Even when he ran with a red face and messy hair, he didn't pay attention to it.

"Something to say slowly, what's wrong?" This was intermittent, without a beginning or an end, Su Yan really couldn't guess why, and poured him a cup of tea, meaning that he would speak slowly and not in a hurry.

What's more, Fang was still irritable until this moment by Hu Shuang's words before leaving, and his heart was more and more nostalgic for the person who suddenly said goodbye, even to the point of not being able to sleep at night.

I just feel that everything that has happened recently is like a dream, and when I wake up from the dream, everything is just a return to square one.

The man did not forgive him, he even appeared with him, everything was just a delusional dream of his imagination. But the dream was so beautiful that he didn't want to wake up, and wanted to immerse himself.

"Hey, my young master, it's General Huwei who has returned, and now he has just been admitted to the hospital, why are you still here." Knowing that the young master has not eaten well and slept well in the past few days because of the absence of General Huwei, Da Zhuang's face is full of hatred for iron and steel, and when the young master of his family heard it, why shouldn't he be excited, even if he goes back to the room now to change into beautiful clothes, as the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold.

And because he had just recovered from his illness in front of him, the whole person had lost a little bit, and even now there was a touch of dark blue that was difficult to ignore. No matter how you look at it now, Da Zhuang feels that his young master seems to be worthy of a lot of the Tiger General whose color is comparable to the peony blossoms in Jinling.

After all, such a beauty is easier to forgive others no matter what she does wrong.

"You said people are really at the door now?" Su Yan, who didn't care, suddenly heard the familiar name, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was slightly stunned, and then he quickly reacted, worried that he was joking to find himself happy, and pulled the corners of his mouth, wanting to scold this joke is not funny.

After all, even if that person came back, he wouldn't come to look for him right away, this had become a rule in his heart.

But he still couldn't help but want to believe what he said, even if it was fake, he was happy to deceive him. But after Hu Shuang's words left, the words lingered in his ears for a long time and did not dissipate, and even his heart cramped.

"Young master, it's true, it's true, just in the courtyard where I just entered, General Huwei didn't plan to let me tell you, saying that it was to surprise the young master, the general was too good to the young master, but I couldn't control the joy and thought of coming to ventilate the news one step ahead." Da Zhuang touched his head and smiled a little silly.

The smile on his face can't be faked no matter how much he hides it.