"Ahh

"I'm so sleepy..."Cinnabar rubbed her eyes and said.

"Why don't I send the girl back?" Lin Chuan felt a little funny when he looked at Cinnabar's sleepy appearance, and sat down next to Cinnabar and said.

"No, I'll sleep here, I'll sleep for a while, just for a while." Cinnabar's tone became a little pleading.

"But it's cold on the ground here... Forget it, you can sleep here. Come, lie down here. Lin Chuan looked at Cinnabar a little helplessly, but he was worried that Cinnabar would catch a cold, so he took off his coat and spread it on the ground, found a place with sunlight, and hugged Cinnabar.

The drunken cinnabar didn't know what was going on in a daze, but let Lin Chuan pick him up and lay on Lin Chuan's laid clothes.

At this time, the sun has completely risen, the shops on the street have opened one after another, and the originally quiet streets have human voices at this moment, Chang'an, in the hearts of the people, really hopes that this city, the world can be Chang'an, Yong'an.

Lin Chuan hugged the cinnabar on his clothes, squatted on the side and quietly watched the cinnabar sleep, the cinnabar was fragrant, but it was not a cheesy fragrance, but a faint floral fragrance.

Cinnabar leaned sideways with her eyes closed, with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was expressionless, just a casual expression.

"Hehe, you're weird cute." Lin Chuan couldn't help but whisper to himself, "That is, my painting is too ugly, otherwise I would have to draw your appearance on paper and hang it all over the room." Lin Chuan tilted his head again, "Bah, what am I thinking!" How could I have such a stupid idea? ”

Lin Chuan said this, but he still couldn't help but stare at Cinnabar, looking at Cinnabar intently, as if he was expecting her to wake up and talk to him.

"Hmm... Cold..."Cinnabar really spoke, she didn't open her eyes, shrunk back...

Lin Chuan was stunned, but he didn't move, did he wake up the cinnabar in front of him? Is she saying she's cold? What to do... Then undress?

"Cold..."Cinnabar curled up and picked herself up, but still didn't open her eyes.

Lin Chuan looked at the slightly trembling cinnabar, and seemed to have made up his mind, lying on Cinnabar's side, sticking to Cinnabar's back, and gently wrapping his arm around Cinnabar.

"Is it still cold?" Lin Chuan asked softly in Cinnabar's ear.

Cinnabar snorted, as if to say that it wasn't cold.

Lin Chuan put his mind at ease, patted Cinnabar's shoulder gently, narrowed his eyes, and slowly closed it, he had just drunk wine, although it was not much, but his head was also a little drowsy, he loosened the clothes on his body, adjusted his body, so as not to overwhelm Cinnabar, and fell asleep.

At this moment, Chen Yan and Yu Youwei were also asleep, but when people woke up from their dreams, they had just fallen asleep.

And who is the Taoist priest who came suddenly?

Why do you know the surname of cinnabar? Why is he not called Miss Miao, but Cinnabar.

Who is his master?

"Master, I've found him, finally..."Lin Chuan muttered softly, as if he was talking in a dream...

The bright moon is not a branch to frighten magpies, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

It has been said that lonely people are the kindest, and sad people can smile the brightest, not because they don't understand sadness, but because they don't want others to suffer the same, so who will comfort them?