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"County Lord, Hunt Qi is your husband. [Biqu Pavilion free reading.]" Hunt Qi sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the quilt being arched streamlined, imagining the delicate and gorgeous face in the quilt, pursed his lips and smiled, a smile swayed on his lips, he patted the quilt and whispered softly like water: "County Lord, Hunt Qi is waiting for you to get up." Luckily? ”

The quilt was tightly wrapped, impermeable, and rolled aside, ashamed to see him.

The deep voice flowed slowly, giving people a dreamlike feeling, and took Ziwei into a realm: "Hehehe, the county lord has grown up and separated from Hunt Qi." County Lord, do you remember what happened when you were a child? ”

Speaking of when he was a child, the smile on his face was more and gentle.

The quilt was wrapped tighter, and a pair of small hands tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, listening quietly, and the sentences reached her ears, making her heart ripple.

With a change of tone, in order to get closer to their relationship, Hunt Qi eliminated her embarrassment, looked for a new breakthrough, and talked about her childhood. When she was a child, things were blind spots, and it was also her forbidden area, she didn't allow others to be involved, and when she talked about her childhood, her heart was pinched, and her mind was basically blank about the past, and she didn't know anything about the past, so she naturally didn't know what intimate past she had with Hunt Qi.

She is not afraid of Xiang Yang, nor is she afraid of Shui Zhihan asking this question, Xiang Yang is a reckless man, Shui Zhihan is a cold-hearted and cold-hearted person, they will not invest a lot of enthusiasm to trace her path, the easiest way for them is to laugh and scold, so that they are angry and lose their minds, and this matter can be turned into a fool.

Only she is afraid of Hunt Qi, that pair of bright eyes like stars, the stars are shining and dazzling, like the stars on the horizon, high above, looking at the starry sky, he seems to be standing on the top of Ziyang Mountain, wanting to see through the end of this sky, in that sky full of stars, to find which bright and dazzling star, it hangs high in the sky, passes through his head, and echoes the Big Dipper in the sky.

In the stunned gaze, he smashed her to pieces, and let her tell the truth, she is not Ziwei, Ziwei is dead, she is just a wisp of ghost possessed by Ziwei's trembling body, and she was reborn in place of Ziwei.

Ziwei was nervously breathing, and she couldn't imagine how he would feel when Hunt Qi knew the truth. Will he still protect the possessed crape myrtle?

Ziwei didn't want to blindly guess anymore, she just held her breath and waited for Hunt Qi's answer

"County Lord, do you remember when you were a child? When you were a child, you were weak and sickly, and you couldn't wake up at every turn, otherwise the prince would not have invited us into the mansion to rejoice for you. ”

She closed her eyes, carefully recalled that she had crossed over, and was awakened by a low voice, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of dark eyes, which were very kind and familiar, like the big brother next door, in a foreign country, she could see this pair of familiar eyes, which made him feel more cordial, and she opened her mouth and called Hunt Qi as: "Brother"

Hunt Qi looked stunned, and soon showed a happy look and told her: "County Lord, I am Hunt Qi, and I am your husband." ”

This time it was Ziwei's turn to be stunned, looked around, and realized that she had crossed over to become the lord of Ziwei, and they were ordered by the prince to rejoice for her in the wedding hall.

The unquiet days began in this way, and thinking about it, Ziwei's mood began to fluctuate again, and her closed thoughts gradually opened up with Hunt Qi's narration.

"Once, you suffered from the wind and cold, and you cried and refused to sleep at night, and Huntie hugged you

, singing nursery rhymes, coaxed you all night. Hunt Qi gestured with his hand to the little crape myrtle, the body was small, soft, nestled in his arms, holding the body of the flesh, and there was a strange feeling in his heart.

The slightly hoarse voice hummed lowly, plucking the most mysterious place of crape myrtle like a string.

"The sky is full of little stars,

There is a purple microstar in the sky.

Twinkle and twinkle,

The lord who is afraid of the dark sleeps peacefully.

The stars light up for you. ”

………！

The beautiful singing voice slowly flowed into her heart like a trickle, evoking the softness in the deepest part of her heart, and in the middle of the night, some strange thoughts occasionally popped up in the deepest part of her heart, and the miscellaneous thoughts were finally diluted by this song, her subconscious was awakened, and a vague figure flashed in her mind, and when she was sick, her dizzy, hoarse singing voice sounded in her ears with sadness, so that when she was fighting against the disease, she awakened the desire to survive.

All along, she didn't know who this person was, and she didn't dare to ask, but buried the hoarse voice in her heart and sealed him in the softest place in her heart.

It turned out that person was Hunt Qi, when she was very young, Hunt Qi had been waiting for her closely, treating her as a treasure in the palm of her hand, no matter how bad she was! Whether it's good or good, it's all carefully cared for.

This song is Hunt Qi's promise to her, but she doesn't know it, between Hunt Qi and Ziwei, maybe it has long gone beyond the meaning of the red rope to be happy for her, they are not tied up husband and wife, Hunt Qi regards Ziwei as his wife, this promise has been made since childhood.

“………”

"Stars, stars, slow down.

"Don't take away my heart," Hunt Qi had a dreamy look on his face, deeply intoxicated with the memories of the past, enjoying it, everything in the past was so beautiful, the county lord attached to him, and his small body nested in his arms, making him really feel his existence.

In the last sentence, he chanted repeatedly, and his soft and hoarse voice was like a spring breeze, which dissolved the resentment in Ziwei's heart and broke Ziwei's last line of defense.

A snow-skinned flower, red lips and white teeth, autumn water, full of spring, a beautiful face full of spring emerged from the quilt, looking at the bright black eyes, shyly closing the last sentence: "My heart" also sang repeatedly, and sang the song of the stars in rhyme.

The stunning woman in front of her, the dream between her eyebrows and eyes is like a fairy tale nursery rhyme, she sings the song in her heart repeatedly, soaring in the dream, looking for the most unforgettable song in her heart. That look of selflessness was unforgettable to him, and in this beautiful appearance, he saw the softness and longing of her heart.

Mixed emotions flashed in his eyes, and he just looked at her quietly, not daring to make a sound, lest he spoil her dreamlike phantom and shock her fragile mind.

"Don't take my heart, my heart." The sound stopped abruptly. A pair of wonderful eyes faintly glow with glazed brilliance, full of tenderness.

"County Lord, you are the purple microstar, you have taken away Hunt Qi's heart, Hunt Qi followed you here, even if there is a danger ahead, Hunt Qi will follow you." The warm sunlight jumped on Huntki's face like a mischievous elf, gilding him with a layer of gold, and the golden light sparkled, and a charming smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, her eyes were dazzled, and she fell deeply.

In the blink of an eye, like a trick, a slender and powerful white hand stretched out in front of her eyes: "County Lord, Jia Qi waits for the County Lord to get up." ”

The snow-white cool wrist stretched out from the quilt, his eyes were shy, and his lips smiled: "Hunting Qi." ”

Hunt Qi's dark eyes glowed with a strange light, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened: "There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. County Lord, you are so beautiful. ”

The two thin willow eyebrows were slightly curved, and a pair of shyly and smiling eyes blinked with joy and disgust, and their cheeks were charming. Jiaodi said: "Where is it so good?" ”

The snow-white soft wattle was placed in the palm, the starlight was dotted, the frosty snow hair on the wrist brushed the cheeks, and the fingers gently brushed the saliva flowing from the jaw.

The movements were extremely light and soft, so soft that Ziwei didn't notice, she didn't know, the saliva shed in the good dream last night was discovered by Xiang Yang, he looked at the cute appearance in his sleep, and a strange feeling sprouted in his heart, since the ghost made the god wipe her saliva clean, and found an innocent scolding.

Ziwei felt that she was approaching her in her sleep, disturbing her good dreams, waving her hand to slap away the foreign intruder, and subconsciously scolded: "I hate it." ”

Looking at Ziwei who was sleeping soundly, Xiang Yang stood in front of the bed, crying and laughing and depressed for a long time, he didn't expect that Ziwei showed her dislike for him in her sleep.

Of course, Ziwei didn't know these things, but Hunt Qi knew, the same scene was the same, Hunt Qi gently brushed her saliva away, Crape Myrtle not only didn't scold him: "hate" but also enjoyed his tenderness very much, intoxicated by the dream he created and couldn't extricate himself. If this scene was discovered by Xiang Yang, his face would turn green with anger, and he would shout on the spot: "Who do you say you hate?" ”

Hunt Qi chuckled meaninglessly, her fingers gently left her face, a delicate and beautiful face magnified in his eyes, smiling skillfully, quiet like a delicate flower shining on water, and acting like a weak willow supporting the wind. From the inside out, she exudes a natural coquettishness.

A natural outpouring of pity, he gently lifted the quilt, picked up Ziwei from the bed, put it on his lap and sat down, his head resting on the back of her neck, and his voice was hoarse: "The county lord is not early, it's time to wake up." The guards in the palace have already set off, and we should be on our way. ”

The hypocrisy in Ziwei's eyes slowly faded, and it was replaced by a complaining gaze, and she gently drew a circle on the back of Jia Qi's hand with her fingers dissatisfied: "Xiangyang is gone, why don't you wait for me." This damn thing, it's only been a day since he left the house, and he has changed his appearance. ”

"Hehehe, you can't blame Xiangyang this time, everyone in the house knows that you have a mantra: sleep until you wake up naturally. Who has the audacity to come and disturb your good dreams while you are sleeping? If it annoys you, I will be anxious about your revenge all day long. Therefore, Xiang Yang thinks that his approach is wise, and those who know the times are Junjie. The tip of his nose gently rubbed against the delicate skin, joking and teasing, hoping that Ziwei would relax and be happy.

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