Chapter 568: A Dream?

"What?" Li Muran couldn't believe his ears, did this really come from the mouth of the Qiao man in front of him?

"Moru, what's wrong with you?" He looked at Mrs. Qiao and asked with a somewhat anxious expression.

Seeing this, the latter only felt panicked in his heart, but the tears were falling but he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Li Muran hurriedly hugged him in his arms, feeling the trembling posture in his arms, he seemed to understand something.

Some people and some things can't be forced, maybe everything may just be illusory!

Yes, Shen Moru and Li Muran lived and died together in that ice vault, but when they returned to the real world, Shen Moru would not be the Shen Moru who depended on each other in life and death, but Mrs. Qiao, a reputation for chaste Mrs. Qiao, and at the same time the mother of Qiao Miaoxuan and Qiao Miaolin.

This is against the rules of ethics, not in ancient times, even in modern times.

He didn't know why, and his heart was also extremely uncomfortable, and suddenly an idea popped up, if the two of them died together in the freezer, maybe there would be no so-called Shen Moru and Li Muran now, some are just a pair of partners, a pair of lovers,

But now that they're all fine, they're all back to reality!

"Moru?"

Li Muran's voice trembled a little, but it was very gentle, after Shen Moru heard this, although she was still sobbing quietly, she also raised her head and met the affectionate gaze, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Woo......"

The initial struggle and the subsequent pandering, Li Muran's friendship Shen Moru felt, and Shen Moru's heart, he naturally understood it clearly.

Who is the etiquette and the law, and the etiquette is cast, but in front of the real love word, everything is nothing, and everything is remorse.

Late at night, the courtyard of Qiao's Mansion gradually calmed down.

And Shen Moru has never been out of Li Muran's room so far.

A moment is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers have a fragrance and a cloudy moon.

The sound of the pavilion is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night.

I regret that I didn't have a chance to stay in the autumn, and when did I stay in the autumn?

If the Ming Dynasty wants to be true to each other, but beg for a night in the spring breeze......

In the middle of the night, no one can see any faces in the freezer, but the two hot hearts are tightly entangled.

"Li Jiu, do you remember what my name is?"

"Shen Moru!"

"Okay, I also remember you, your name is Li Muran, one tree gives birth to nine branches, and the branches are the most dazzling.

You...... You must remember that my name is Shen Moru, and you are Li Muran."

The night is deep, the people are quiet, winter is coming, and the love is ......

Following

"Moru, Moru!"

Li Muran subconsciously got up and looked around, the room was still a room, but he was the only one left in the room, the hustle and bustle of last night, everything last night was like a dream.

Is it really me dreaming?

He touched his cheek in disbelief, and then looked sideways at the embroidered pillow beside him, as if no one had moved.

It really seems to be a dream, a strange dream.

His clothes are neatly dressed, there is nothing wrong, except for the faint fragrance in the house, there seems to be nothing else?

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, Li Muran only felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar, and hurriedly looked towards the door, with a delicate face, a beautiful figure, and a sweet smile.

"Tiny?"

"Ah, Brother Li, you're awake!" Su Xiaoxiao looked at Li Muran in front of her and was almost unable to say anything excitedly, she hurriedly put the plate in her hand on the table, and then came to the side of the bed

"Big brother, how are you feeling, is it still painful?"

Su Xiaoxiao's face was nervous and abnormal, Li Muran's heart warmed slightly after seeing this, and then he was extremely contemptuous of himself, he still thought about suicide in his dream, if he really died, what should he do with his other confidantes?

"It doesn't hurt, there's a little one, and the big brother doesn't hurt at all!"

What he said was from his heart, Su Xiaoxiao's expression was extremely nervous, he naturally didn't want the latter to worry, and replied with a slight smile!

Sure enough, after Su Xiaoxiao saw this, the expression on her face soothed a lot, and then she turned around and picked up the soup on the table and came to Li Muran's side.

"Big brother, quick, this is angelica ginseng chicken soup, it's very replenishing!"

The spoon stirred slightly in the soup, and a burst of tempting fragrance came out of the bowl, Li Muran looked at Su Xiaoxiao's serious appearance, and sighed with emotion in his heart: The goddess Su, who is famous in Jiangnan, actually feeds herself soup, I don't know what kind of reaction those Jiangnan talents will have when they know it.

Take a sip, the tempting aroma emanates from the mouth, the soup has been boiling for a long time, and I don't know how the soup is boiled, although it looks greasy, but it tastes smooth and refreshing, it is simply the best.

He drank chicken soup, made a small tune with Su, and told a joke from time to time, only to feel that if life was like this, it would be very happy.

When the last spoonful of soup was drunk, he was still a little unsatisfied, although Brother Jiu was not a foodie, but he was also a hobby, and asked inadvertently:

"Xiaoxiao, how is this chicken soup made, why is it so fragrant, and it tastes so refreshing?"

"I don't know how to make this chicken soup!"

Su Xiaoxiao's face couldn't help but blush a little when she heard about cooking, although she was brilliant in writing, but she couldn't make these meals.

It's just that seeing that her Big Brother Li's face was full of curiosity, she still explained: "Brother Li, this chicken soup is not made by the chef in Qiao's house, it is made by Mrs. Qiao herself, I heard that she has not cooked for many years.

Last night, she cooked by herself, and worked all night, and listened to the people of Qiao's mansion say that Mrs. Qiao went to buy these ingredients in person on the day she came back, and no one was allowed to touch them, Mrs. Qiao treated you very well. ”

Su Xiaozhu looked at him with big watery eyes, Li Muran naturally knew what this little girl was thinking, but he didn't answer, and asked instead

"By the way, how is Mrs. Qiao, she has also been frightened a lot these days!"

"Mrs. Qiao is fine, but she was caught with a cold last night, and she is better this morning.

It's also strange to say, everything is okay in such a cold freezer, why did you get sick after only two days of coming back? Su Xiaoxiao's unintentional words Li Muran listened to it in his heart and hurriedly asked. Ink...... How is Mrs. Joe now, is the wind chill severe? ”

"Brother Li, you can relax, Mrs. Qiao may be too tired these days, and the doctor has already come in the morning, so she must have taken the medicine and slept now."

"Oh!"

After Li Muran heard this, he nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, he had to take time to see how Shen Moru was doing in the past two days, and when he was thinking about it, suddenly Su Xiaoxiao seemed to see something, and reached out and pulled out a strand of hair in the middle of his hair

"Hey, Brother Li, I remember that someone had already bathed you when you came back, how could you have such long hair, and this hair doesn't look like a man's......"

When Li Muran heard this, the whole person was stunned, and his eyes looked at the hair in Su Xiaoxiao's hand in a daze......

(To be continued.) )