112. Chapter 112
The flushed cheeks pressed against the cold moon-white chest on the other side, and Mo Lan suddenly wanted to start sleeping from now on.
Exhaling softly, she let a pair of long, powerful arms carry her around, flying, spinning, as if she were in the clouds, floating as if she were drunk.
The whistling sound of the arrows moving and the sharp weapons seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only the rhythm of the heart on the side of the face to fill the eardrums and settle in the softest depths of the heart.
And the cold and beautiful man was holding her to row one beautiful dance step after another, without seeing the snow, nothing to do with the wind and moon, just an intoxicating dream.
At that moment, it was the peace of mind that Mo Lan had never experienced, as if as long as he was there, she didn't need to be the strongest herself, she just needed to hug him. And he will be like a towering tree, blocking all wind and rain for her.
That kind of feeling, but I haven't even given it to Xifeng......
She closed her eyes and just lay quietly, she was really a little tired, but this cold embrace was fatally comfortable.
Compared with her ease, Si Yunyin has a long way to go.
The walls on both sides are getting closer and closer, and the space is shrinking smaller and smaller, and the difficulty of guarding against the swarming hidden weapons and protecting the woman curled up in front of you like a lazy cat can be imagined.
Fortunately, the arrogant woman who usually opens her teeth and claws is surprisingly obedient today, and she hugs him so tightly that he is almost out of breath, even if he falls from a cliff, he can't shake it off, but it saves him from having to spare a hand to take care of her.
frowned slightly, raised his arm slightly, and a short silver-glittering object slipped out of his sleeve and unfolded suddenly, but it shrouded the two of them like an umbrella, and the thin and clear disc like a cicada's wings spun rapidly, and a faint silver luster poured down.
Si Yunyin grabbed the jade handle, and swept forward with the black blue flying body, the silver umbrella flew around his body, and after the sharp weapon touched the umbrella surface, it was all bounced away, and he couldn't get close to them for half a minute.
The snow-white figure was now full of scenery, like a cloud floating lightly in the deep and dim stone room, and after crossing the narrow passage in front of him, the silver umbrella was put away, and there was a loud noise behind him, but the two walls were merged.
Out of the stone room, there was a sudden feeling of enlightenment in front of him, Mo Lan got up from Si Yunyin's arms, and still had a sense of unreality in a dream.
Si Yunyin looked at her lightly for a moment, and her good-looking eyebrows seemed to be a little provoked: "Why does this robe on your body look so familiar?" ”
Mo Lan was stunned for a moment, looked down at the robe that had already been stained with blood and was not formed, and was speechless, he had become such a virtuous person, he could still see it?
"The white clothes look pretty much the same, of course." She opened her mouth in a sneering manner, it was originally a stolen clothes, and it was made like this, so she naturally had a meter of regret in her heart.
"Really?" Si Yunyin asked rhetorically, Qing Yue's voice couldn't tell what emotion it was, but it said in a tone as if thinking, "I found that there was a robe missing from the cabinet today, which is very similar to yours." ”
"It's a lot like ...... Is it? Mo Lan was a little embarrassed, and it seemed that she had been discovered.
"Even the pattern on the neckline is the same." Si Yunyin added seriously.
Belch......
Why did she have to use such a sincere tone, she was embarrassed......
Mo Lan pursed her lips helplessly, and told the truth: "Okay, I admit it, this robe is the one that you don't have in the cabinet, go back and wash it and return it to you......"