So I hugged it back.

Hold Qinghui tight.

***

The night passed.

For the first time, Lu Si slept with others.

But it was a good night's sleep.

Generally speaking, going through that kind of thing during the day, watching the trees burn, and having nightmares at night.

But it didn't.

The night was spent in sweet dreams.

The tip of his nose was surrounded by a strange but reassuring breath, and the hand seemed to hold himself all the time, carrying himself out of the darkness little by little.

It's not a process of fear, it's a redeemed, indescribable sense of physical and mental well-being, and you just want to indulge in a dream.

And on the third floor, he doesn't have to worry about getting up in the morning and other people's tricks.

Because if he wakes up too late, some children will throw water on him or put bugs or something.

So he is usually used to it, and he is the earliest among a group of children.

But now you don't have to worry about these issues.

Lu Si was still used to it and got up early.

At a certain time in the morning, open your eyes on time.

Qinghui was still asleep, looking like he was sleeping very sweetly.

After Lu Si opened his eyes, there was no sleepiness in those light brown eyes, and they were clear.

But he didn't move, just held a position.

Looking at Qinghui's face.

Qinghui's long black curls were scattered around him, almost enveloping him.

Black curls brushed his cheeks slightly.

With a hint of herbaceous aromas.

And the sweet and soft smell of her.

She probably likes sweets, and when he ate before, he noticed that Qinghui prefers sweet food.

Then I don't like to be noisy, and I obviously prefer to sleep rather than a boring prayer book.

And although in this orphanage, it is the top treatment, but it is obviously exiled by the emperor, the emperor does not care about Qinghui, and even secretly causes a trend of opposition to the saint.

It is probably that the power of the saint is too strong and uncontrollable.

Most of these orphans are now educated to do this.

It's just that Qinghui doesn't take classes with them, so he doesn't know.

Such brainwashing tactics have caused many people to respond.

It's just that this group of guys has never thought about it, is the right of the saint greater than the emperor?

Lu Si couldn't understand why they were so brainless.

If you say that you want to rebel against the class, how are you, the Holy Maiden and the Emperor are against it?

What now? Resolutely uphold the rule of the emperor, everything the emperor says is right.

Then the saints are arbitrary, and they may be detrimental to their existence.

Where the hell did you come to the conclusion?

Obviously, this person is light to him.

He did not like these conclusions.

The corners of his lips twitched.

The body cautiously withdrew from Qinghui's side.

The stove ran away, and Qinghui tried to hold on.

Didn't hold on.

Didn't care.

I hugged the quilt and turned over and continued to sleep.

No one can disturb Lord Lingjian's sleep!

No one!

The morning was quiet, the sun was accompanied by insects and birds, and the whole continent was camouflaged in harmony.

He looked down at Qinghui's movements, and then at the quilt that Qinghui was holding.

Finally, he pursed his lips, and the color under his eyes was slightly dark.

The pale brown color seemed to be slightly distorted, but it quickly returned to its original state.

Then he lifted his feet and turned around and went out.