When she said this, she was embarrassed to refuse.

According to the habit, pulling off the silver hairpin on his head and putting it in the soup, Lin Fuyue's eyes suddenly became a little weird.

The soup is extremely delicious and fragrant.

I took another bite of meat, and the meat was neither soft nor hard, and it was very strong.

"It tastes good, the soup and meat are ......," he suddenly felt obviously unwell, and his mind was dizzy, and the scenery in front of him turned black and white......

"Shaowan," Lin Fuyue looked at him worriedly, reaching out to wrap her hand around his swaying body.

Lin Fuyue's image became more and more blurry in front of her eyes, and her figure gradually dissipated until it was dark in front of her eyes, and she was no longer conscious.

The eyes quickly helped him to fall and put him on the bed gently.

Leaning down and gently sliding his fingers over his cheeks, his narrow eyes, his nose straight, and his fingers resting on his flesh-colored lips.

At this moment, Lin Shaowan frowned tightly, his expression was painful and tangled, as if he was hiding from something.

"Shaowan, even so, don't you want me to touch you?" She smiled wryly and sat on the edge of the bed looking at him.

"Why did the county lord hesitate?" A voice sounded behind him.

The man was covered under a black cloak, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Will he hate me...... "If he did something like that to him, would he hate himself for the rest of his life."

"What about hate, at least hate can make him remember you, it's better than leaving no traces."

Hearing his words, Lin Fuyue couldn't help but waver, looking at the touching scenery on the bed, her eyes became blazing.

Yes, even if he hates himself, at least he can leave a mark in his heart.

Seeing that Lin Fuyue was touched, he knew that his goal had been achieved.

"There were no side effects, and when he woke up the next day, he forgot everything.

County Lord, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold! With that, a light smile tugged on his lips and he exited the room.

The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold...... This sentence echoed in my mind.

Stripped of his clothes, a smooth and snow-white, green silk lazily scattered on his body formed a strong contrast with the snow-white skin.

She was so stunned that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Under the throbbing, embracing him, Lin Shaowan, who was asleep, seemed to be on top of a flat boat with a leaf, up and down.

His head was still groggy, but a figure clearly appeared in his mind.

"Feng Che ......" opened his lips slightly and shouted silently.

The breath was choked, and all the words fell into this obsessive kiss.

……

The moon is like water, and the night is still very long.

I don't know why, Feng Che has insomnia tonight, strange, this is the first time I've had insomnia since I got here.

Push open the window and watch the silent night scene outside with your chin in your hand.

Shaowan should have slept at this moment, right?

blinked his good-looking eyes, thinking about the look on Shaowan's face when he said those words today.

It's so good that his Shaowan has already begun to think about her.

A hurried black shadow flashed, Feng Che thought that she was dazzled, and vaguely felt that something was wrong in her heart, and at the same time, the flashing figure gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He took the robe from the side, put it on, and hurried out.

The shadow walked very fast, and it was very difficult to follow.

When I reached a forest, the dark shadow was gone.

At this moment, there was a violent pain behind him, as if he had been beaten with a stick, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

After Feng Che fell to the ground, the black shadow slowly walked out of the depths of the woods.

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It's hard to write about yourself......

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