Lan Zeyun's brain was dizzy, and the whole person seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, and his heart was like another hot fireball, burning from his heart and lungs.

The crisp aroma of the cool breeze around him was like an iceberg that suddenly appeared in the steaming heat, and Lan Zeyun leaned towards it almost instinctively.

Le Qi pushed open the door, gently put Lan Zeyun on his bed, took off his shoes and socks, and opened the brocade quilt. He sat on the edge of the bed again and reached out to stroke her messy hair.

Maybe it was because the quilt was too warm, Lan Ze felt that his whole body was hot, lying on the bed, frowning, like a little girl who hadn't grown up yet, and pulled the brocade quilt covering him aside.

Seeing this, Le Qi took a deep breath, his face was very solemn, and he hurriedly reached out to re-cover the quilt, and pressed the edge of the brocade quilt hard, and then gave up.

However, as soon as Le Qi finished all this, Lan Zeyun stretched out his hand and tossed it around. The two went back and forth for a long time. Le Qi finally couldn't help it, reached out and patted the back of Lan Zeyun's hand, and said seriously: "Sleep well, don't toss, it's cold and dewy, how can it be good if you catch a cold?!" ”

Le Qi's voice was very serious, without a trace of gentle emotion, Lan Zeyun frowned, and as soon as he sniffed, tears couldn't help but flow out. She remembered that when her father was still alive when she was young, she was not well-behaved when she slept, and her father would always be like this, keeping her side with a serious expression, until she fell asleep completely.

In those years, perhaps because of the Imperial Spirit Stone, she was very cold when she was a child, she didn't understand the world, and she didn't understand the sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows of the world. She still thinks that her father has nothing to do and is nosy. But now that I have tasted it carefully, it seems that every time my father just pretends to say a few words sternly, and every time his words are mixed with spoiling.

After many years, this voice sounded from somewhere, it was so similar to her former father, she seemed to be the little girl in the blue country, and everyone around her was still around her and never left.

Le Qi saw that Lan Zeyun was crying for no reason, his face became a little more solemn, his body paused, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to tentatively reach out and touch Lan Zeyun's head, and whispered: "Good, don't cry, okay, since you don't like to cover it, then we won't cover it." ”

After speaking, Le Qi raised his hand to help Lan Zeyun pull the quilt on her aside, and then put the light coat he was wearing on her body again.

On this dress, there is a faint, clear lotus fragrance, which smells very good, the inexplicable heat in Lan Zeyun's heart seems to be diluted by this fragrance a little, without the heavy quilt on her body, she is also in a good mood and stopped crying.

Seeing that the people on the bed were gradually quieting down, Le Qi let out a long breath and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on Lan Zeyun's little face. Her skin is already fair, and her mood swings are great these days, her brows are always wrinkled, and her eyes are always red, revealing a trace of sorrow and exhaustion.

Le Qi stared at Lan Zeyun fixedly for a while, and a trace of distress arose in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but in the middle of the moon, the wind outside the house became more and more violent, shaking off the fresh peach blossoms on the ground.

Lan Zeyun turned over and accidentally bumped into the bedside wood carving next to the bed, and the sudden severe pain made her Shentai finally have a little bit of clarity.

Lan Zeyun immediately reached out and was about to rub her forehead, but who expected that a cold and warm big hand was placed on her wound first, and she rubbed it carefully.

Lan Zeyun turned her head in a daze, and at a glance saw Le Qi lying on the side, staring intently at the place where her forehead was touched. His hand was gentle and soft, brushing her skin little by little.

The face in front of her, she had seen countless times in her dreams, his nose was as tall as Qingfeng, his eyebrows were as sharp as a sword, and his Ruifeng eyes, which were always clear without any fluctuations, were always clear, like a deep sea that hooked people's souls, and no longer tempted Lan Zeyun all the time. Sometimes she really wanted to go in and take a good look at what was in his eyes.

Lan Zeyun's gaze kept moving down, stopping at his lips, and he didn't know why, his lips were extraordinarily tender and pink today, like a sweet peach that fell from a tree and floated in the water.

Lan Zeyun stared at the lips of the person in front of him motionlessly, swallowed his saliva secretly, and then took advantage of Le Qi's inattention, slowly approached, and kissed him.

She was so green, her soft lips were tightly pressed against Le Qi's lips, and after a while, she directly stretched out her fiery little tongue and licked the corners of Le Qi's mouth.

The warm and soft touch on his mouth made Le Qi completely stop moving, his pupils dilated, his heart shook, and the whole person lost the ability to think in an instant.

Suddenly, the warmth on his mouth slowly disappeared, and Le Qi's heart beat faster, ups and downs, and he couldn't figure out what Lan Zeyun was going to do.

Lan Zeyun stretched out his hand in a daze to completely wrap around Le Qi's neck, blinking a pair of watery eyes, looking at that face.

He is the person he is looking for all the way, this skin is only owned by him, those eyes, only he has, his every move, behavior and behavior are the one she knows. The scenes in my memory came back one by one, and a drop of crystal clear water slid down Lan Zeyun's cheek to the cheek.

Lan Zeyun, who had drunk wine, was as soft as a kitten, and her cheeks were pink, as delicate as the peach blossoms on the trees outside the house. Those red eyes, in addition to being pitiful, even carried a hint of charm.

"Degree... Fall..."

Lan Zeyun's gentle low call made Le Qi completely stunned, he looked at her eyes fixedly, her voice was full of pleading, like a long-missed call. It's like praying for an answer to your heart's thoughts.

"Hmm."

In an instant, the sky swirled, the moon in the middle of the sky slowly lost its dazzling brilliance, and the pink peach blossoms in the garden were blown by the wind and danced in the air.

A gust of wind blew in through the window, blowing up layers of veils and curtains, faintly revealing two intertwined figures.

Le Qi gently protected Lan Zeyun's head, his eyes were dyed with a trace of confusion, his lips were tightly attached to Lan Zeyun's lips, carefully guiding Lan Zeyun to follow him. After making sure that Lan Zeyun did not have the slightest intention of resisting, his hand slowly touched down.

Suddenly, the clothes were half-dissolved, the spring was over, the two of them were obsessed with it, very ambiguous, and they didn't know who was in love first, so they were out of control.

Lan Zeyun's mind was completely chaotic, and she lost her ability to think, Le Qi's kiss was soft and gentle, like a small spring that suddenly appeared in the desert, she could only hug him tightly to eliminate the heat in her heart.

His body was cool, Lan Zeyun reached out and pulled Le Qi's neckline hard, but half a day passed, and he only strangled his neck red and purple, and he didn't reach into his hand.

Seeing her impatient look, Le Qi smiled slightly and said, "But what a little fool, how can this dress be solved like this." ”

After speaking, he took Lan Zeyun's hand and gently placed it on the belt on his waist, pinched her little hand and pulled it gently, Le Qi's clothes were all open, and his white and thin chest was completely exposed in front of Lan Zeyun.

The spring light is even worse, Le Qi kissed all the way along Lan Zeyun's neck, his kiss seemed to have the ability to calm his mind, and Lan Zeyun's anxious heart slowly calmed down.

The spring breeze gusts, the aroma of wine is overflowing, this is hidden in a small place in the top of the gods, looking at the firewood door that has nothing special, unconsciously falling a thick layer of peach petals, covering the scattered on the ground, the white jade porcelain altar that is oblique and vertical, covering the strong and heavy wine smell in the garden, and also covering the presumptuousness and intimacy in the deepest part of the peach garden.

Bai Zhong was still lying on the plane tree in the courtyard, drinking the wine he had secretly picked from the snow country, this wine had no taste, faint, only some snow lotus aroma and a hint of bitterness.

After half a meal, the wine of a gourd finally saw the bottom, Bai reached out and shook it vigorously, and finally shook the last drop, then smashed his mouth, frowned, and sighed: "It's not delicious at all, what kind of wine is this, it has no taste at all, it's bland, it's unpleasant!" It's so unpalatable! Huh! ”

From the top of the gods, the moon in the sky is extraordinarily large, the sky seems to be very close to this world, you can reach out and feel the stars in the sky, the moonlight is very bright, only occasionally some clouds float past, slightly blocked, and then light up again.

Bai sighed deeply, crossed Erlang's legs, supported his head behind his hands, and quietly admired such a beautiful scene, half a salary, only to hear a soft sigh: "The moon is like a round day, and people are happy as ...... old days."

After that, there was no movement from Bai Zhong, because he had already squinted his eyes and completely fell asleep in such a beautiful scenery.

The so-called providence in the underworld, numerology is a very long, long, no marginal line, when it is about to break, occasionally a chance arises, this fate should not be extinct, make up again.

The wind blew all night, and it didn't stop until the sky was slightly bright, and the peach blossoms also fell with the wind all night, and there were many messy clothes scattered in a courtyard house in the garden.

On the bed behind the veil, two people who are extremely intimate hug each other and sleep, not disturbed by anyone, incomparably peaceful and harmonious, it is really a night of amorous and a dream.