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Leng Huaping heard Xiao Jiuzhong's answer, and really understood what the smile on Xiao Jiuzhong's face meant when he died in her arms at that time.

Dying in the arms of a loved one is not another kind of happiness

"Jiuzhong, look at me" Leng Huaping suddenly picked up Xiao Jiuzhong's face and said eagerly, "Look at me, you look at my face well." ”

Xiao Jiuzhong wiped away the tears on Leng Huaping's face, held her face and said, "I can't look at it for a lifetime." ”

"Woo woo" Leng Huaping heard this, and directly lay on Xiao Jiuzhong's shoulder and cried, "Then look at it for two lifetimes, three lifetimes until you have seen enough, okay?"

"Okay."

At this moment, the cold painting screen has no sense of security, and is obediently held in Xiao Jiuzhong's arms, just listening to Xiao Jiuzhong's voice that spans two lives.

"Picture Screen Flowers"

"Jiuzhong, when I pull Zhou Yuming off the horse, will you marry me?" Leng Huaping suddenly asked.

"I've wanted to marry you for a long time." Xiao Jiuzhong looked at the pear blossoms crying on the cold painting screen, but he didn't know how to comfort him, "Just now, when Silver Candle and Qiuguang left hand in hand, I also hope that you can appear in front of everyone hand in hand." ”

"Wait for me" Leng Huaping only said two words.

"Why do you have to wait until Zhou Yuming has no possibility of inheriting the throne" Xiao Jiuzhong was puzzled, obviously the cold painting screen had nothing to do with Zhou Yuming.

"He killed me" Leng Huaping didn't say it in too much detail, just said these five words, Xiao Jiuzhong could feel the monstrous hatred in it.

Naturally, he also responded to the request of the cold painting screen, "Okay, I'll wait for you." But don't keep me waiting too long. ”

Xiao Jiuzhong's hand kept touching Leng Huaping's face, looking at each other affectionately.

The love is naturally strong in the depths, Xiao Jiuzhong slowly kissed the thin lips of the cold painting screen, as if tentatively and cautiously.

Gentle as water, I was afraid of startling the woman in my arms. Leng Huaping only felt that this person was too dreamy, which she didn't dare to hope for.

Different from the eagerness last time, this time Xiao Jiuzhong was slow, slowly tasting her beauty and dispelling her fear.

The days went on and on, and the cold painting screen finally couldn't resist the sleepiness, and fell asleep peacefully in Xiao Jiuzhong's arms.

It wasn't until Liming was born that Leng Huaping woke up from Xiao Jiuzhong's arms, only to find that Xiao Jiuzhong had not moved in the same posture as last night, and quickly got up and asked, "Why don't you call me up, will your waist hurt?"

Leng Huaping was worried that maintaining a posture for too long would not be good for his waist, so he hurriedly asked. Who knew that Xiao Jiuzhong stood up and stretched, hugged the cold painting screen into his arms again, and said, "Do you want my waist to hurt?"

The more I listened to this, the more wrong it became.

Leng Huaping blushed and left Xiao Jiuzhong's embrace, as if the two of them were the two of them who were promised last night.

"Happy New Year, Flowey." Xiao Jiuzhong smiled and hugged the cold painting screen from behind, and handed the things in his hand to the cold painting screen.

When the cold painting screen opened the purse, it was a swarthy brand, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Why is it a jade pendant again?"

I dislike it on the lips, but I still can't put it down in my hand.

Xiao Jiuzhong took the jade pendant in Leng Huaping's hand and turned it over to show Leng Huaping. There is a word "Xiao" written on it.

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