|||--Confused, confused, he felt a sudden movement of his left hand.

Qinghe's heart was happy, and anxious, a little more anxious in the joy, a little more shyness in the panic, and a little more sadness in the shyness.

The five flavors are mixed, the sleepy insect is getting farther and farther away, the little brain is gradually clearing, and he secretly thinks in his heart: "If he wakes up, what should I do?" Does he like me? Not necessarily. Do I like him? Unknown. If you like it, what's so cute about it? If you don't like it, how much is there to hate? All in all, I was very reluctant to give up on him, just because I couldn't let go of Ah Long in my previous life. ”

The more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more confused I become. Affectionate and worried: "If he wakes up, I might as well be as always, humble and wronged, and act in a low-key manner." After he recovers, he will quietly return to the road of escape. ”

Hollowing out his thoughts, searching his intestines and scraping his stomach, brewing feelings, thinking hard about his lines, just hoping to rebuild friendship, but his mind was blank, and he didn't come up with a word.

When it is really "love is used to hate less, things are not difficult to know". He was drowsy, he wanted to fall asleep, and in his dreams, he opened his eyes.

It was only at this time that Qinghe was enlightened: "Oops! He was really angry, he and I were not dressed, and now it will inevitably make him suspicious. ”

Instantly sweated, hurriedly grabbed a thread blanket, wrapped himself first, and then knelt beside him, struggling to wear it.

Who knows, but in an instant, the evil wind is not good, he jumped up and pounced.

Ah Long is on top, and his strength is surprisingly strong, and he is not at all like a seriously ill person. I saw that his eyes were red, his eyes were deep, his eyes were shining with the essence of grabbing, but his voice was very happy and hoarse.

What made Qinghe even more unbelievable, he was actually saying: "Qinghe, I haven't seen you for two days, how did you get beaten into a fat-faced wild cat?" ”

Qinghe was below, panicked and lost, completely at a loss. wanted to touch the swollen face, but he grabbed his little hand.

The lines that were not prepared before were forgotten in an instant, and the opening sentence blurted out was: "It doesn't matter if your face is swollen, as long as you are clothed." Beauty and ugliness are enough, fat and thin are all people. ”

Ah Long looked at her deeply, he couldn't laugh, his face was black and purple, and he seemed to fight desperately, but he was defeated. After a while, he knocked his teeth and said with a shudder: "Qinghe, why do you want me to be well-dressed when you are naked?" Besides, how can I have sex with you, and the clothes are like a mountain? ”

Qinghe was very happy when he heard this: "Ah Long, like me, you also like to jump off the house?" It's just that you're not sick, but do you have the physical strength? "Jumping room is one of Qinghe's favorite games when she was a child.

Ah Long tried his best to restrain himself, but he still laughed out loud, which made her panic inexplicably: "Qinghe, you always like to cause accidents, which opens your husband's eyes." It's just, what did you give your husband to eat? Do you want a husband, why do you need to spend this week and pour a lot of soup? ”

After speaking, he couldn't hold back any longer, and instantly ripped off the thread blanket between the two. His chest, strong and strong, pressed down and unstoppable. The two hard lips were even more merciless, kissing each other.

Qinghe searched the depths of his memory, and for the first time in his life, except in a dream, he had a close encounter with him. Frightened, I thought in my dream: "Close hand-to-hand combat, there are many benefits, nonsense can be saved, and there is no need to talk about it." ”

Unexpectedly, in just an instant, his fiery body, no less than a heavy grenade, shattered her body and mind.

In an instant, a thousand thoughts flashed in front of me; A thousand words, converging on the lips. Half-asleep and half-awake, joy to the extreme, anger to the extreme; Shocked to the extreme, terrified to the extreme.

Sinking into a deeper dream shows Jiaohe's instinct, struggling hard, turning over, and not taking the initiative.

Ah Long hugged her below, full of eagerness, trembling all over, and smiling: "My little concubine is merry, dexterous, empathetic, and self-taught." ”

Qinghe didn't know what was going on in his dream, he wanted to distinguish and escape, but he unexpectedly used too much force and crashed into the south wall.

Although a hand instantly grabbed her head, she still heard a loud "bang", which was clearly the sound of a brain shattering. I couldn't help but feel dizzy, confused, short of breath, panicked, extremely happy, infinitely angry, and fainted in an instant.

The scene is changing and the stars are moving, and there is a vast ocean in front of you, with green lotus bare feet, and the sea breeze, treading the waves one by one. Suddenly, a hurricane blew and swept her into the deepest part of the sea.

A jubilation, a surging. In the haze, I felt that it was not the vast sea, but a warm heart.

When I opened my eyes, what appeared in front of me was a smiling black face; A pair of shining star eyes.

A red tide swept across her face, spring swept through his breath. She is not addicted, but her heart is relaxed. He is not gentle, and conquers the city.

In her dream, she finally saw Ah Long, crying with joy, the oriole chanting and warbler crying, tossing and turning, lotus buds blooming, and lotus springs overflowing.

He turned his soul upside down, like a dream, like a drunk, with endless joy, completely lost.

She is suddenly blissful, suddenly extremely sad, joyful and desolate, irrevocable, unavoidable.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard Aaron mutter:

The green of the lotus, in the water. Thinking of it, don't go south alone. Once you think about it, you will have more water. In the sky, the rain is dripping.

The green of the lotus, in the water of Ting. If you are in love, don't go south alone. Once in love, there will be one more stone. In the humbling ground, the mountains become peaks.

The green of the lotus, in the water of Jing. Looking for it, the bandit traveled south. If you find one, you will find more

A grass. In the plain, the building blocks become a forest.

The lotus is green, in the water. The hope of hope is not to go south alone. If you look forward to it, you will have more dust. In the air, gather ashes into stars.

The lotus is green, in the water. Love and hate, don't forget and don't stop. The son of Yu Fei, the next is on its voice. Holding the hand of the son, death and life together.

In the early morning of the next day, the shining golden light, such as the flowing pill, like the fire dragon, through the window lattice, reflected the lotus face streamer miscolor, beautiful. In this spring, it is even more dazzling, and there are a pair of big black and bright eyes, flickering beside him.

Hazy and hazy, not yet out of the spring dream, Qinghe was already full of surprises, brewing his first reaction: "It's Ah Long, Ah Long has finally woken up." ”

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and as soon as he raised his head, his little nose hit his forehead.

Aaron was afraid of hitting her in pain, so he hurriedly reached out to help her rub it, and she hurriedly reached for his hand. In mid-air, the two hands collided. In the blink of an eye, the two hands were shaken.

His chest was firm and warm, and she didn't dare to move for a long time, for fear that the dream would be fleeting. For a while, I was nervous, scared, sad and happy.

Countless confusion and fright, countless fears, countless bitterness and bitterness, welled up in my heart, and the nose that was hit suddenly sour, I couldn't hold it back anymore, and tears blurred my vision.

The happiness that he had never had before hit his heart. He reveled in her faint lotus fragrance, which was no longer cold and cold, but contained a warm fragrance.

Ah Long looked at the silky hair, the waterfall plummeted, sprinkled in the morning light, Ze Ze was bright, happy, and sad, a heart jumped, almost bursting his chest. I don't dare to say a word, lest the hard-won beauty will be short-lived and scattered into a passing cloud.

With a trembling voice, he asked softly: "Qinghe, what do you call me?" ”

Qinghe was sleepy-eyed, still in a dream: "Of course it's Ah Long, since I was born, I have been calling you all day long." ”

Ah Long was stunned when he heard this: "You and I haven't known each other for a long time, how could I appear when you were a child?" He couldn't suppress his laughter: "Qinghe, why did you hit the south wall last night?" Is it that you are in love with your husband and overjoyed? Fortunately, the husband had a hand disease, so he didn't hit more than 10,000 peach blossoms. ”

Qinghe was hazy and surprised: "Ah Long, you haven't woken up yet?" Or do you love to dream as much as I do? I slept very well, I dreamed happily, how could I hurt myself and hit the wall? ”

Aaron was incredulous: "Such a good time, how can you say that you can forget it?" ”

Qinghe smiled in his dream: "Ah Long rest assured, in the past sixteen years, every time you frown, every time you show your beauty, I dare not forget." ”

Ah Long looked at her again and again, and his face was even more suspicious, incredible: "Qinghe, in your heart, is there another Ah Long?" ”

Qinghe whispered in a dream: "Since I was born, I have decided that in the past life and this life, in this life and in the next life, there will always be only one Ah Long in my heart." ”

Ah Long was even more stunned when he heard this, thought about it, and smiled: "Pothos, my husband is the same as you, I miss you and miss you, all the time, like a demon." ”

Qinghe was shocked when he heard this, and finally woke up from the big dream, stunned for a moment, and turned his little braincase, only then did he believe that he had heard correctly, and he did call "green pothos".

Knowing that he was sick and heavy, it was difficult to solve the demons in his heart, so he called for "pothos", but a lotus heart was really frustrated, and sorrow came from it, and tears flowed in an instant.

Ah Long regretted it in his heart, and it was even more painful, hugging him passionately, kissing his eyes lightly, not very gentle: "There is a lotus in the peerless generation, and Wolong is protected in his arms." I hope that I will laugh and not hate and cry. ”

has been sad for a long time, and Qinghe knows that living in this life, Ah Long is unavoidable. Finally put away his tearful eyes, picked up his strength, and showed his starry eyes: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs." The saint is unkind, and the furnace is a sink. The hero is unkind and discolored. He is stoic and will never cry again. ”

Ah Long was extremely sad for the crying laughter in her area, showing that what he saw in front of him was that she was pierced through the heart by a needle, and when she was dying, a pair of starry eyes, full of hatred. Extremely remorseful, unbearable: "I can't change color with such a conspiracy, but I can't change a firm heart." ”

Qinghe is close to him, his breath is gently blowing in his ears, lingering, dazed, like a heartless song, more like a bottomless mystery. It was this heartlessness and bottomlessness that made her addicted even more. Thinking of Aaron in the previous life, I couldn't help but cry like rain again.

Ah Long was shocked physically and mentally: "Qinghe, I have never seen you cry." It's good now, it's okay not to cry, it's amazing to cry, and it breaks my heart. ”

Qingheqiao wiped her tears and tried her best to hide it: "Long Dada, where am I crying?" It's just homesickness, no other. ”

It was supposed to take a good moon, but he was messed up by himself, and Ah Long regretted it: "I worked hard and lonely, not to send the concubine home?" ”

Qinghe heard the word "little concubine", and completely died: "Long Dada, so far, we don't owe each other, it's better to be good to you and me, go our own way, and go back to our own home." ”

Ah Long was hurt when he heard this, and he was even more hippie smiling: "Who can tell you whether you owe it or not?" Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, you threw yourself into your arms last night, the warbler cried, and now you will leave with your claws, isn't it killing people and not paying for your life? ”

Qinghe suddenly remembered that he couldn't think of an inch, and his little face was even more red: "Long Dada, it's not as you think, what you see is just the appearance......"

Ah Long only felt a burst of sadness when he heard this, and only bursts of tears remained: "Every time you go to sleep, you see me frankly, like glue; Every time you wake up, you reject me thousands of miles away. I knew that you were trying to destroy my heart, to destroy my body, and to take pleasure in it. ”

Qinghe couldn't bear it anymore, and sneered at each other: "Ask yourself, how did I ever destroy you?" It's clear that you have bad intentions and are looking for addiction

。 ”

Ah Long hugged each other tightly and muttered: "Anyway, it's been destroyed, why not destroy it for a lifetime?" He kissed him deeply.

For a moment, Qinghe only felt dizzy and soft.

is not possessed by his soul, and he feels that his strength has increased sharply, and his strong body is close to his chest and waist: "While you are awake, I really love you once, let you remember it in your heart, see if you dare to go back on your word, ruthless and unjust?" ”

So intimate, Qinghe suddenly felt breathless. Instantaneous, infinite desire, wandering around; The ears are hot and the heart is beating, and the whole body is hot; Inexplicably anxious, like a torrent of rage, her blood gushing.

Time seemed to be as still as water, and as if it was flying like electricity, she suddenly regained her senses: "He is not Ah Long, and I am not a pothos, how can I indulge in it?" ”

resisted with all his might, failed to do so, saw that he couldn't support it, didn't want to do it, didn't panic: "Long Dada, I'm not your pothos, why make a mistake?" ”

Ah Long was shocked when he heard this, and his fanatical heart instantly turned cold: "Yes, yesterday's stars were just a good dream." Dream of tomorrow, but I don't know where it is? ”

was gloomy, and my heart was melancholy: "The two hearts are not suspicious, the two feelings are unswerving, and it is impossible to think about it; Pledge to each other, have a soul, and hope is unattainable. ”

With a wry smile, he sighed in his heart: "Tingting cold water lotus, showing fragrance in dreams." once opened his eyes and didn't recognize his husband's face. Reject people for thousands of miles, ruthless and unrighteous. Looking for lotus and looking for lotus, the mountain is high and the road is far; Looking at the lotus and looking forward to the lotus, the heart is even more broken. Thinking of the lotus and thinking of the lotus, the soul is more scattered; Lost in love with lotus, and even more cruel in dreams. ”

Qinghe didn't expect the plot to develop like this, and tried his best to distinguish: "Although Hehe is cold, it is better than a pervert." Doing drama into drama, acting into fascination. The inside is cold and the outside is hot, and the inside and the outside are inconsistent. Today is cool, tomorrow is crazy. Distorted, capricious. ”

Ah Long only felt that playing the piano to the cow was really sad: "Your lotus heart is not as good as Chaoxin." My sincerity is deeper than the sea. The relationship between you and me is not equal, no wonder you have no fear. Before I knew you, I was like you, ** in front of me, laughing. Now I know that since I have become a lover, I deserve to die of grief. ”

Qinghe felt even more inexplicably aggrieved: "It's really bizarre, I was kind enough to save you, but you complained." It is really a bowl of rice to get a benefactor, and a stone of rice to raise an enemy. ”

Ah Long turned a deaf ear, looked at the starlight in his eyes, and sang softly to himself:

Although the lotus eyes look back, the lotus heart is not conscious. The lotus body is in my arms, where is the lotus?

Watching the lotus and dancing, appreciating the lotus is not satisfied. Sihe is miserable and bitter, and he is even more helpless.

Bashan listens to the night rain, and Shushui turns the fog. Dripping through the lungs, draining the sky.

But what I say seems to be in vain. But whatever I say, if you don't go in, you can't get out.

Colder is the heart, cold and stubborn. Love and hate, love and hatred, but who to confide in?

The world is long and hard, and the road is dangerous and obstructive. I only hope that the ice and snow will be released, and the green lotus will enter my house. ”

Qinghe was shocked when he heard this, remembering the past, and a little more unclear feelings, and hurriedly relieved himself: "He is a 'chameleon', addicted to acting, and confusing the real with falsehood, even if he cares about pothos and misses him, he is still infinitely changeable and unfathomable." Not only that, but the export is capricious. Then again, others aren't bad, so why shouldn't I think about it? Just take advantage of his negligence, and I will flee as quickly as possible. ”

Thinking of this, his face was full of joy, his eyes were shining, and he changed the topic in his mouth: "Long Dada, I still have good news, I forgot to tell you." ”

Ah Long was shocked and asked, "What news?" But about you? ”

Qinghe Zhanyi smiled: "My cold and heat double poison seems to be getting rid of it." ”

Ah Long was overjoyed when he heard this: "Fortunately, even ah." After a pause, his face was full of sorrow: "It's just that in this way, there is one less blissful thing in my life." Before he finished speaking, he was silenced.

Qing Heqi said: "What a joy? ”

Ah Long let out a long sigh and smiled evilly: "Spring sleep is not aware, Qinghe is too well-behaved." Sweet and soft honey melon, mellow peach race. Love is more than swimming fish, and joy is racing birds. Merry and tactful, light and more leisurely. I just want to keep it for a lifetime and be happy to grow old. ”

Listening to his nonsense, Qinghe didn't delve into it, but felt that living in this life of suffering, he could not die, although it was a ghost, but it was the first joy in the world, the first joy in ancient and modern times.

After the joy, after the joy, the belly began to protest: "The dragon is hungry or not, what shall we eat in the morning?" ”

Unexpectedly, Ah Long frowned, and then thought to his heart: "I am sad, and I can't eat it." ”

Qinghe only felt anxious when his old illness relapsed, and reached out to touch his forehead: "But the fever is terrible?" ”

Ah Long frowned deeply: "It's not burning badly, it's just burning badly." ”

Qinghe got up and dressed, checked the futon, and secretly hated the poor kung fu of the bed: "What is it, so that Long Da is big?" ”

Seeing her looking left and right, Ah Long had to dismantle the bed, trying his best to hold back a smile, and felt extremely painful: "Don't look for the head of the bed, it is in your heart." It's your omnipresent, omnipotent, and omnipotent Nanyu husband who makes me uneasy to eat and tea, and I can't sleep and eat. ”

Qinghe was puzzled: "What did Long Da say?" Where did I come from? ”

Looking at Ah Long again, he was already smiling with the sun and the moon and the stars.

Qinghe suddenly realized, Fang wanted to fight back, but he felt that the palm wind behind him was engulfed, and the strong wind swept away, but in the blink of an eye, he was held in his arms, and he was kissed by him in an instant: "The treasure of the world, not as good as your smile." If you really can't ask for it, your real body is good. There is only one husband, and Qinghe must remember it. You have to kiss all the time, and you have to hug every day. ”