In the early morning, Luo Yunran woke up on the soft bed, lying in the soft and comfortable brocade quilt, looking at the tent above her head fixedly, the little girl was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised her hand, but she found a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

Really.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yunran stretched out his hand, looked at the unusually pale palm, looked at the sinuous and slender cyan veins, and thought of the person he saw in his dream, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart.

That person has the same face as Luo Yunshu, and the momentum on his body is much stronger than Luo Yunshu, looking at the eyes of the woman in the wedding dress, but it is familiar with gentle pampering.

That was Luo Yunshu's familiar tenderness and doting when he looked at his little sister.

But why, with a bit of melancholy?

He did not wear a green robe that Luo Yunshu was used to wearing, but wore a dark brocade robe made of unknown brocade, the embroidery on it was delicate and gorgeous, the cuffs were embroidered with some kind of dark pattern, and around his waist was a jade belt, and a jade pendant hung around his waist.

Such an unfamiliar dress is very luxurious, but it will not look too tacky when worn on that man, but it will set off the man's upright posture very well, showing a bit of noble and arrogant.

That feeling······

Luo Yunran thought about it, and could only think of one word to describe it: looking at the world.

That man is very different from Luo Yunshu, but, for some reason, Luo Yunran is feeling, that is Luo Yunshu, it is his third brother - that is a sense of certainty born from the deepest part of his heart, although there is no reason, but it makes Luo Yunran unable to refute.

So, if it is really Luo Yunshu, what is the heartache in the dream for no reason?

Could this be······ An omen?

The feeling of desolation in his heart became deeper and deeper, Luo Yunran pressed the corner of his forehead hard, pressed down the strangeness in his heart, and got up to wash.

I had breakfast with Nan Shiyan in the courtyard, and then took a walk in the garden.

Luo Yunran's face was still a terrifying paleness, which made Nan Shiyan tremble, and asked several times if there was anything uncomfortable.

Luo Yunran only smiled and shook his head, saying no, and the rest did not explain much.

Although he noticed that his little sister's breath was very stable, although his heart was a little calm, but Nan Shiyan was a little self-blaming after all, and he scolded himself in his heart-

If he hadn't kissed the little girl for so long yesterday, his little junior sister wouldn't have been blowing the cold wind in the forbidden land for so long, resulting in such a bad face now.

Isn't it just a kiss? I have always been calm and self-controlled, calm and calm, how can I be like a reckless hairy boy? Still kissing the little girl in a daze for so long?

Looking at his senior brother's incomparably entangled look, Luo Yunran was a little dazed, but because he had something on his mind, he didn't ask much in the end, just pulled out his long sword as usual, and cultivated with Nan Shiyan.

At noon, Nan Shiyan found an opportunity to be promoted under Luo Yunran's unusually cold and fierce sword moves.

Nan Shiyan: "······"

I always feel that today's little sister is particularly fierce, is this an illusion?

The promotion of the Dao Law and the Heart Law together must not be sloppy, and at the suggestion of Luo Yunran, Nan Shiyan decided to retreat.

After grinding outside the secret room for a long time, pulling the little girl for a long time, Nan Shiyan wanted to say many times the idea of letting Luo Yunran live in Nan's house, but he swallowed all the words again and again.

I'm just in retreat, and I can't let my little sister stay in the Nan family like this-

The weight of Mu Xugong in Luo Yunran's heart, Nan Shiyan is clear, he doesn't want to embarrass his little junior sister because of his momentary selfishness.

He knew that his little girl was not only the little girl in his arms, but also the palace master who was feared by many disciples of Muxu Palace.

Therefore, Nan Gongzi, who was very entangled, was very reluctant to say goodbye to his little sister, chattered a lot of things, and explained a lot of things-

It's nothing more than "take good care of yourself" and "pay attention to rest", which can be explained in a few words, but he dragged it out for nearly half an hour.

In the end, after hesitating for a long time, Nan Shiyan finally couldn't help it, pulled the well-behaved little girl, pressed it against the door, clasped the slender waist with one hand, raised her small chin with the other, and kissed it deeply.

It wasn't until the little girl's face was crimson and her eyes were moist that Nan Shiyan withdrew from Luo Yunran's mouth, took the person into her arms, and gently patted her bony palm on the thin back, and her chin rested against the top of the little girl's hair.

Since it is a "farewell", it is naturally a time for "farewell", no matter how reluctant Nan Shiyan is, the spiritual power in his body that is about to be critical always needs to be channeled.

What should have been said was also said, what should have been hugged was also hugged, what should have been kissed, and kissed, Nan Shiyan slowly let go of Luo Yunran in his arms, and a pair of eyes like falling stars looked at the little girl deeply, and the reluctance on his face was self-evident.

Looking at the rare appearance of his senior brother, Luo Yunran couldn't help but chuckle.

Under Nan Shiyan's "resentful" gaze, Luo Yunran was still smiling shallowly, but sighed shallowly, stood on tiptoe slightly, climbed Nan Shiyan's shoulders with both hands, and then wrapped his neck.

The thin lips with a blushing color slowly attached to the man's warm lips, as if tempting, Luo Yunran opened his mouth and bit it gently, in Nan Shiyan's stunned kung fu, learning his movements, stretched out the tip of his tongue, and lightly tapped the closed teeth.

Xu didn't expect that his little junior sister, who had always been shy and timid, would take the initiative to make such an action, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but be stunned, but he still subconsciously reached out and hugged the little girl's soft body.

The little tongue with the fragrance of bitter medicine dotted his teeth, as if he had a sense, Nan Shiyan directly let go of his teeth and let the soft little tongue poke into his mouth.

Because of nervousness, Luo Yun's face was already red, and he was very jerky to explore in Nan Shiyan's mouth, and his movements were very immature, revealing obvious crampedness and nervousness, but he continued stubbornly.

Luo Yunran's speed was very slow, and Nan Shiyan was not in a hurry, he just quietly hugged his little girl, leaned against the wall behind him obediently, and closed his eyes.

Until the tip of the tongue came to the slightest and cautious touch, Nan Shiyan hooked the corners of his lips, took the initiative to cater to the little girl's jerky movements, with a little guidance, with great patience, let the bitter medicinal fragrance fill his entire mouth.

Luo Yunran didn't last long before retreating, burying his head in Nan Shiyan's neck, panting deeply, his red lips revealing an obvious feeling of moisture, and a slight feeling of swelling.

When the breath of the two of them stabilized, Luo Yunran attached it to Nan Shiyan's ear, exhaled like an orchid, and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, I'm waiting for you in the Fujun Palace."

Reaching out to hold the white and tender little hand, unfolding it, the five fingers were embedded in the fingers, slowly, interlocking with its ten fingers, Nan Shiyan nodded solemnly, and said with a smile:

"Okay." I want to talk about "The Master of the Medical Palace" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~