I don't know if it's attachment, so she rubbed his shoulder.

A slight sigh was followed by a steady and powerful voice:

"Well, yes, there must be such a day, I must hug you well."

He will do his best to do what he wants, and what she wants.

Ye Qingli smiled, the smile on the corner of his mouth was very shallow, and the smile in his heart was very strong.

The brilliance of the dark night flowed to the faces of the two of them, starry with a silver coldness.

He smiled, a smile brighter than the stars.

"Definitely."

The unspoken voice echoed in my heart repeatedly.

This is his promise to himself, and no matter what, he will definitely do it.

Definitely.

The smart girl fell asleep, fading away from her usual joy, and she was asleep, just like an extremely quiet child.

With fair skin, a quiet face, and carefree, it seems to be a newborn child.

Ignorant to this unknown world.

It's just that she is no longer a child, and the road ahead is still full of many unknowns.

The ceramic-like skin goes well with the moonlight.

When I'm asleep, I really don't look defenseless.

Sometimes, such a strong person can also be like this.

More people want to have.

"Wanting to protect your innocence is not just in a dream."

When it comes to precious things, your behavior will become very precious uncontrollably.

Xi Nian's hand lingered on her cheek, and after she frowned as if she was disturbed, he took it away in time.

"I really want to go on like this."

He looked at his hand, the wide palm could fit the little face.

If it hadn't disturbed her dreams, he would have continued.

It's just that the problem is, it might.

Such a possibility is not good.

So, he stopped in time, anyway, the days ahead are still very long.

It's a long time coming, and it's not in a hurry to come.

He looked at himself, but he was really helpless.

"It's probably a wisp of ghost, when it comes without a trace, it may go without a trace."

He took a step back, and there was still some light, which didn't seem to affect her sleep at all.

She does always get a great night's sleep.

As soon as she woke up until dawn, the light did not affect her very much.

The way she fell asleep was really cute.

He looked up at the starry sky, probably not controlled properly, the stars that were not dense were already all over the sky.

Flashing, casting brilliance.

The real starry light is all in the beauty of the face.

"And I don't want to be a ghost."

That's an obsession.

Many years ago, when I thought about this question, it didn't seem to be very touched.

Now, it's different.

I heard that if you have something in your heart that you can't let go, you will become vulnerable, and you don't know if it's true or fake.

There had never been such a situation before the West Year, so I didn't have anything to refer to.

Looking around, through the enclosed surroundings, the average person can't see anything.

But he could see the night behind him, the quiet courtyards, the villages, the farmhouses, and the sprawling fields through these closed things.

"The Sword Comes"

There seems to be no end in sight.

The night cannot stop the light.

He raised his hand, and the sparkling light disappeared in this space.

He could see it.

It's just that there won't be the slightest light to disturb her.