Wen Cang's right hand let go of her arm, slowly stretched out in front of her, and gently wiped away the tears that had faded for her.

"Then why the tears?" His voice was low, cutting through the gap between the two, so close that it seemed to be whispering in her ear.

Youwei's body couldn't help but soften, and she almost couldn't stand.

"When you and Xin Yi came back today, I thought I was going to lose you. I didn't have one before, but I still feel sad. As she spoke, a pool of water had accumulated deep in her eyes, as if to lure him into it.

"And now? Still sad? His voice swept through the ends of her ears with the late mountain breeze, and it was intoxicating.

There seemed to be countless nightshades blooming in the woods, and she seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of flowers for miles away.

"Much better." She smiled, her cheeks flushed.

Wen Cang looked at her lowered eyes and fine eyelashes that kept shaking, and her heart moved, and she couldn't help but lean down and gently kiss her suddenly closed eyes.

He could feel her shiver all over her, and even her eyeballs swirled silently under the cover of her eyelids.

Following her eyes, he leaned down slightly, kissing the traces of the tears just now.

And she always kept her eyes tightly closed, supple and well-behaved like a fawn waiting for her master to take her velvet.

It's just that his hands involuntarily gradually climbed up his arms, and the heat in his palms passed through his thin clothes.

She felt his head seem to tilt down a little more.

In the night, her lips were as bright and intoxicating as fire.

He was afraid of frightening her, so he had to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and slowly, slowly and slowly, slowly approached.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she pushed him away desperately, then covered her lips with the back of her hand and took a few steps back.

He knew that he must have been abrupt, and deep remorse swept over him.

"I'm sorry, it's me who scared you." Wen Cang stood in place blankly, like a child who had made a mistake.

She looked at him and felt distressed.

"No, it's not your fault. It's that I still haven't told you something. Youwei let go of her hand and said.

"What's the matter? You said. Wen Cang stood not far away, looking at her steadily, his eyes full of countless tenderness.

There were thousands of wisps of tenderness, and wisps of them went down her feet, winding up like vines, and she couldn't breathe.

She is like a frightened deer, so why don't she make him feel distressed.

Youwei approached him and said slowly: "Only Yu Yao knows this secret in the world, and you are the second person to know." I trust you and don't tell anyone. ”

Wen Cang thought that she was just frightened by his reckless behavior, but she didn't expect that there were other reasons, and it seemed to be very important.

He nodded and said, "Don't worry." ”

Youwei was worried in her heart, she didn't know if Wen Cang would still be the same after saying it......

But at this point, I have to say it.

"I'm not really the eldest princess of Yong'an, not the eldest princess of Yong'an of Da Zhou." Youwei said her heart horizontally, her eyes flashed, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Wen Cang was really taken aback by her, he never expected it to be such a shocking secret.

"Aren't you the eldest princess of Yong'an? So who are you? "Wen Cang has learned kung fu anyway, although the shock at this moment is no less than the collapse of Mount Tai before, but he can still hold it.

"I'm just an ordinary girl, originally didn't belong to this time and space, didn't belong to this world. It's just because Yong'an is seriously ill and took Linglong dice, I don't know why I came here. And she, perhaps, went where I was where I was. ”

Wen Cang couldn't believe that the exquisite dice had such a function.

Youwei continued: "My identity, my body, all of this belongs to the eldest princess of Yong'an. So the person you like is not me, but her. ”

By the end, it was as if she was already choking.

The night was deeper, and the surroundings were dark and deep, Wen Cang couldn't see her face clearly, but he did feel the whimper in her voice.

"You think I'm taking a fancy to your looks and your identity?"

A gust of mountain wind was whistling by, and Wen Cang could only approach her and say in the closest place to her, so as not to drown her voice in the wind.

Youwei raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Isn't it?" Yong'an's beauty, I can't match. ”

"Who do you think of me? Even if she is as beautiful as her, will there be no one more beautiful than her? Xue Qing is also very beautiful and refined, do I want to be like Wang Yuan? Xin Yi is also beautiful and cute, but I have never been tempted at all. He was a little annoyed, angry that she didn't understand him, and angry that he hadn't made her understand earlier.

"What makes my heart move is the wise and brave you, the jealous and hateful you, the one who would rather be trapped in the palace yourself than rescue me first...... Not this beautiful skin. Do you understand? ”

Wen Cang said all the suppressed words in his heart in one breath.

He originally felt that he was clumsy and not good at words, so he deliberately typed the draft.

Who knew that Wang Yuan couldn't even remember half a sentence when he shouted like that.

And now, being so provoked by Youwei, she didn't even have to think about it, so she blurted it out.

Youwei stood in place, not coming back to her senses for a long time.

She was extremely moved, she didn't misunderstand the person in front of her.

Worthy of the word "beloved".

Wen Cang approached her again, lowered his head, and said in her ear: "I don't care who you are, I only know my heart, and I also want you to understand my heart." ”

He turned his head sideways, trying to finish the unfinished kiss.

He closed his eyes and quietly felt the faint fragrance of her.

But the kiss goes on, but it doesn't feel right.

Wen Cang opened her eyes and found that all she had kissed was her blocking the tips of her fingers.

"What's wrong? Is there anything left unfinished? Wen Cang still looked at her gently.

"This body is eternal. I don't want you to kiss someone else......" Youwei was so ashamed that she bowed her head deeply.

Wen Cang stretched out his slender jade-like fingers and slowly lifted her jaw.

Forehead against forehead, air from her lips blown into her eyes, keeping her eyes open.

"The body is hers, but the feelings are yours."

Wen Cang's handsome chin like a knife was slightly forced, and the four lips fit together.

The fragrance is soft, lingering, and long as the sweetness of a whole spring slowly dissolves into the stream at your feet, rippling all the way, and finally spreading all over the mountains.

Her legs and feet were weaker, and she leaned back involuntarily.

He spread his arms, one hand behind her head and one around her waist.

They are all masters in the martial arts at this time, and they are naturally not afraid of the invasion of the cool breeze in the mountains, but they feel hot and dry from the inside out.

Even he could feel the heat coming through the layers of clothes, the jade-belted sword that hung around her waist, and the leather belt that wrapped around her.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Cang gradually let go of her, and then touched her again with great nostalgia, and then wrapped her tightly in his arms.

Vicky's face was pressed against his chest, hard as iron, but his heart beating violently could be heard.

Youwei thought to herself, I wonder if I should thank Xin Yi? Let this wood-like man suddenly open his mind.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Cang suddenly asked.

"Nothing." Youwei wrapped her arms around his waist and adjusted her breath.

"So, how does it feel?" Is it a big change? When did Wen Cang say this.

"It feels so good." The corners of Youwei's eyes and eyebrows were smiles that couldn't be hidden.

Wen Cang reached out and grabbed one of Youwei's hands and put it to her lips to kiss it softly.

Her palms were very small, thin, and shiny white in the night.

Wen Cang's hand was extraordinarily slender, and the joints were distinct, enough to wrap her hand firmly.

Her hands danced in his palms.

He seems to have found a rare beloved thing, and he is reluctant to let it go.

But at this moment, Youwei's face suddenly changed color.

The two of them had a keen sense of hearing and sensed at the same time that a dart was shooting towards Wen Cang's back heart!