Then, the leisurely sound of the piano stopped, the corners of Qinglian's lips hooked obliquely, and she got up and walked towards the drunk person, with a clean and clear aura enveloping her.

Unaware of the danger, the spirit pouted and slept peacefully.

Qinglian's fingertips ripped off her clockwork like white jade, and a silky green silk completely floated down, setting off her delicate little face even more delicately.

"Yes!" The hair brushed her cheeks a little itchy, she reached out and brushed it away, and after a few words, her eyes couldn't be opened at all.

"You think you ran away?" The voice was teasing, and the movement of the arm was extremely gentle and held her in his arms.

"Young master." Behind her, a woman in a lilac dress leans over.

"Evacuate everyone from the Lotus Pavilion ......"

"Yes!" She stepped back respectfully.

Soon, the entire Lotus Pavilion became a little quieter, leaving only the lotus flowers in the lotus pond and the shallow breath exhaled. The white veil fell, the doors were closed, and in the elegant attic, he gently placed the man in his arms on the white bed.

fingertips, took off her robe, and threw it to the ground.

Perhaps, because he felt cold, Jiling subconsciously shrank down and dreamed in his mouth. "Cold, no moon!"

Three years of husband and wife, sharing the same bed.

This mischievous little guy has long been accustomed to crying out to his husband when he is cold.

This affectionate call seemed to be the incense of demagoguery falling into a trap, and it pulled the man's whole heart.

Soon, a warm breath protected her in her arms.

"Ling'er, what should I do with you." He struggled in his eyes, let out a long sigh, and hugged her soft body tightly in his arms.

At this moment, he felt that she was still his.

But this heartless little woman, her heart will never be on him.

"This time, I should give you a baby that you will never be able to do without me, otherwise, how can I keep your heart" His eyes shone with intoxicating tenderness, and his fingertips completely tore off the thin mask on his face.

A handsome face like a jade carving, presented in the moonlight, like a moonlit heavenly monarch, the posture is dazzling.

His slender body slanted over the woman's delicate body, and his jade-like fingertips slid to the man's tight abdomen, drawing circles lightly, and looking at her with a dark glow in his eyes like a torch.

"Well, it's so itchy." The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the small hands were spared towards the belly.

But a warm big hand held the small hand, the familiar breath approached her more and more, the thin lips were affectionately against her ear, and she whispered hoarsely. "Who is your husband?"

"Husband?" She opened her eyes dimly, her eyes were blurry, and she had a feeling of not knowing where she was, and she blinked her long eyelashes a few times, and her big eyes narrowed into a slit. "Nan Wuyue!"

When you are drunk, it is easiest to speak your heart.

When she was drunk and fainted, she still knew who her husband was, which made the man's tense body relax and tear the ribbon off his black hair.

Tied to the big hazy eyes of people.

"It's dark, I can't see." She was dazed, and the darkness around her was uncomfortable.

"I'm here, don't be afraid, it's dark, it's time to sleep." The man's gentle voice came through her ears, and she thought about what was wrong, but she couldn't remember

A strong fragrance swept through the tip of his nose, and his head began to sink down, and he sighed, and his half-squinted eyes gradually drooped.

The night was hazy and the moonlight was confused.

In the elegant attic, snow-white clothes were scattered all over the place, and the white veils floating around were faintly floating, and as the lit cigarettes in the incense burner were extinguished, the man let out a low roar of satisfaction from his throat.

The attic gradually quieted down, and the clothes in that place were also picked up by a big bony hand, and without blinking, the messy surroundings were restored to their usual tidiness.

It's a dream.

She opened her eyes and looked at the man in the smoke and green robe standing by the pool with his hands in his hands, his cheeks were flushed, and the plain hand that was holding the collar was trembling a little.

"When you were seriously injured by the blood corpse, I had no other way to give you the blood of the deer, and now I ......" The man looked sideways, and the faint light fell on her blushing little face, and the faint and cool words overflowed his lips. You need to spend an hour in this ice pool every three days to relieve the yang energy in your body. ”

"That's... So what do you do! She felt a fire in her body attack, and a line of nosebleeds slipped down the tip of her nose, and she frowned uncomfortably, covering her nose and looking at him.

"I heard Dong'er say that you went to the ancient tomb to find the blood of the deer to suppress the cold poison in your body, if there is no blood of the deer, you will die of poison in less than a year......"

"You care about me?" His perfect lips were inadvertently raised, and his eyes deepened.

"I just don't want to owe you anything." She lifted her chin, the heat in her body was a little unbearable, and her little hands should be covering her chest, and she stumbled towards the pool.

The icy water of the pool could forcibly suppress the continuous heat surge, and her fiery little face gradually returned to its normal blood color.

An hour later, her breath stopped panting sharply, but she lost even the strength to raise her hand.

"Uncomfortable? Don't be afraid, it's going to be over soon. The man's slender body squatted down, and his fingertips gently brushed away the green silk she had attached to her forehead.

"Nan Wuyue, is there any other way! It's so uncomfortable. She looked at him aggrievedly, her eyes watery.

The man's expression changed slightly, and he nodded slightly under her innocent gaze.

"You stinky fox, you deliberately torture/grind me!" Her white face was gradually covered with a layer of thin ice, and her willful tone gritted her teeth.

"Hehe, it's time, get up." Big hands on her skinny shoulders to make her climb out of the pool.

She looked soaking wet, a little embarrassed, but she was more and more full of aura.

Nan Wuyue's eyes had an incomprehensible deep meaning, and she lay down on the jade couch next to the pool. The quilt covered her delicate body.

"Hey! What is the other way. There was a stubbornness in her eyes, and she grabbed his big hand.

"Ling'er, you should understand." The corners of Nan Wuyue's lips were slightly hooked, staring at the snow-colored skin exposed at her collar with an allusive gaze, and her deep eyes flashed with a wolf-like dangerous luster.

"Really?!" She frowned slightly, her tone tinged with shyness.

In the hint of the man, what Dong'er said came to mind.

If a woman takes the blood of the divine deer, the only way to completely detoxify the yang poison is to find a strong man to do the things of husband and wife......

And Nan Wuyue has cold poison on his body, and the blood of the divine deer that saved his life was taken by her to save his life, in the past month, he has already lost half of his strength in order to control the cold poison, if it continues like this.

Don't say that he didn't lose his life, he is a dignified young master of the Valley of Worry-free, and he will become a waste.

Therefore, the best way to keep her and him at the same time is ......