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Although it is late autumn, it is not particularly cold, but because of a rain, the chill is a little heavier than expected, and Tangjiabao is built on the mountain, even if the terrain is good, it can still be clearly felt, although the sky is not completely dark, but it is still habitually lit with bean lamps, and the fire is not big enough to illuminate this familiar room.

A bamboo bed, a screen window, a lampstand, a blanket, simple can not be simpler, not even a copywriting bookshelf, but I don't want to explore the reason for this, because I believe that Tang Shaofei is literate and literate, but it is absolutely impossible to let him fiddle with any ancient books and poems, and he will never have face, if he wants to do what face he has to do in his Drifting Snow Building, then he is not Tang Shaofei.

After a few months, I came back here again, looking at this familiar scene that could not be familiar anymore, but I couldn't help but have a trace of remembrance, Tang Shaofei did not come back, it seems that he rarely returned to this nominal residence after I went down Tangjiabao, but the habit of not locking the snow building has been maintained, and I suddenly feel that this habit is really good, otherwise it will be very troublesome to lock it whether you want to come in or go to other places.

Although the firelight was only the size of a bean, it was enough to bring a touch of warmth to the empty room, and the familiar scene would even wonder if Xie Yu would push the door in the next moment.

"Heh...."

Thinking of the explanation, the mind couldn't help but retract, and the bitterness in the bottom of my heart couldn't stop surging, and I really didn't know where the senior sister who actually had a relationship with each other far exceeded that of ordinary senior sisters and brothers was now, recalling each other's wordless tacit understanding made the bitterness in my heart even worse, and the interpretation was really too unprepared, although I don't know what happened in Tianxiang Tea Forest that day, but this body can be said to be skyrocketing strength all the time to explain the complexity of the day, even if what really happened, I, Luo Qianchen, will be the kind of person who repeats? Can you solve the problem by walking away and not seeing each other?

Sometimes I really want to say something like a really confused thing to the commentary, but I also know that if I don't say the commentary, I can't hear it if I run away, even if I don't leave, I can't say it in the face of the explanation.

"Ahem..."

A light cough came out of the chaotic thoughts, and the scattered eyes also turned to the bamboo bed, looking at Dongmei who was lying on the bamboo bed and opened her eyes, and said softly: "Xiaomei, wake up." After speaking, he also brought a light smile on his face, trying to make himself look happy, because the regret brought by the interpretation was also forced to suppress himself.

"Uh...."

Seeing that Dongmei wanted to struggle to get up, her brows tightened, and she hurriedly gestured to stop Dongmei's movements, and before Dongmei could speak, she spoke again and said, "Don't move yet." ”

Although Grandma Tang Feng didn't really hurt Dongmei, but with Grandma Tang Feng's martial arts cultivation, it is not something that a master can withstand just because of her momentum, and even my invincible realm is not enough, not to mention that Dongmei is not even first-class, and the price of forcibly making a move is that her true qi is uncontrollable and hurts herself.

I want to blame, but I can't say anything when the words come to my mouth, blame her for not being able to do it? Or do you blame her for making a move on grandma? It seems that these are not reasons, she herself was indifferent in the face of Tang Feng's killing intent, and suffered silently, but when Tang Feng's killing intent enveloped the entire hall, she chose to take action, anyway, she was really moved by Dongmei's attitude, and she had a deeper understanding of Dongmei's stubbornness, but because of her understanding, the complexity in her heart was a little more, you know, the original Yun Suifeng was my one-handed waste, although I knew that even if I didn't make a move, there would still be no good results, but it was a fact that I did it, It's not an exaggeration to say that I single-handedly shattered her dreams.

Quietly combing the true qi in Dongmei's body, fortunately, it is almost the same as Dongmei's true qi and does not exclude, although the Phantom Jade Gong and the Ming Jade Gong are not exactly the same, but the difference is definitely not much, in terms of quality, my Phantom Jade True Qi may not be as condensed as Dongmei Mingyu's True Qi, but in terms of quantity, it can definitely make up for this, plus the white pill given by Tang Feng, the injury of True Qi Disorder, which should be thorny, is also a little insignificant.

Dongmei woke up, with her initiative to cooperate with the combing of the true qi has become much simpler, as time passes, the scattered true qi is also gathered one by one, Dongmei also gradually regained control of the true qi in the body, knowing the current situation, Dongmei naturally knows how to do it, did not struggle to get up anymore, just lay quietly and comb herself, but Dongmei's eyes were not closed as usual meditation, just open, let the eyes scatter, but the light shining in those eyes should not be ignored by anyone.

I have to say that Dongmei is really stubborn, but in the same way, stubborn people are very simple, Dongmei's eyes are very clear, and there are almost no impurities to be seen.

Yun Suifeng is not Yang Xiangfeng, and Dongmei is not the stepmother Xichi, but the result is strikingly similar, in the face of Dongmei's clear and almost simple eyes, the guilt that has just been suppressed in her heart unconsciously surfaces again, and she even doesn't want to look at it directly.

Inadvertently, Dongmei's eyes were opened, and he withdrew the porcelain bowl that was still warm at the head of the bamboo bed while retracting the palm used to transition the true qi, and said, "This is the porridge that was just cooked, and I will drink it after pranayama." ”

"Childe can also cook porridge?" It seemed that the pranayama was almost over, Dongmei blinked a pair of bright eyes, and suddenly replied, with an undisguised surprise in her words.

Seeing that Dongmei was no longer in the way, the slight smile made the chaotic mind lighten, and he couldn't help but joke with a smile: "Of course, otherwise it won't be as good as Sister Chuncha's cooking, don't dislike it." ”

Hearing the mention of the name of spring tea, Dong Mei's smile was almost imperceptible, and she noticed that something was wrong, but she just wanted to change her mouth but heard Dong Mei speak again: "Of course the son will not dislike what he did, but the porridge cooked by Sister Chun Tea is really good." After speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes blinked, feeling indescribably cute.

Seeing Dongmei's appearance, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and subconsciously replied: "If you want to eat the porridge cooked by Sister Chuncha, let's go back to Xiuyu Valley." ”

Hearing this, Dongmei was silent, and then seemed to react, Mei's eyes widened, and she suddenly repeated: "With Childe?" ”

Seeing Dongmei's movements, her mood also improved unconsciously, and she immediately replied, "Of course." ”

"Now?" It seems that this answer was unexpected by Dongmei, and it was unexpectedly fast, and at the same time, a pair of good-looking eyes also lit up slightly.

"Uh...."

Hearing Dongmei's immediate words, the tone couldn't help but froze. (To be continued.) )