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Long Yutian hugged her tightly, looking down at her in silence.

At this moment, she was like a quiet and docile cat, putting away her pointed paws and obediently snuggling into his arms.

Long Yutian's eyes unconsciously filled with a touch of tenderness.

For four years, he never thought that he would ever see her again and hold her in his arms again.

The anger that first saw her gradually receded, revealing the full happiness and gratitude he had hidden in his heart.

I'm glad she's still alive, and I'm grateful to the god of fate for letting him see her again......

Under the stars in the sky, in the silent mountains, he looked at her still beautiful face in the starlight, and couldn't help but bow his head and gently imprint a kiss on her pink and slightly cool lips.

Then, he pressed her head to his chest, looked up at the stars, and hugged her tightly......

- Fengjiu, do you hear my heartbeat?

- In the past four years, every time it jumps, it has missed you once.

- Don't leave me again, okay?

- Ever since I had you, I'm no longer used to being alone.

- It was you who made me dependent and bonded, and it was you who made me taste happiness and satisfaction, so you must be responsible for me.

- A must!

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When Feng Jiu woke up, he found himself lying on a huge round carved wooden couch covered with a light and soft quilt.

She was stunned for a moment, sat up hurriedly, looked at herself first, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that she was still wearing the black tracksuit.

It seems that that bastard is not a bastard to the top, and he did not take advantage of others......

Thinking in his heart, Feng Jiu's gaze quickly swept around him.

I saw a white light gauze curtain hanging down from the roof in a conical shape, like an ethereal cloud around the wooden couch.

Through the gauze tent as thin as a cicada's wings, Feng Jiu faintly saw that this room seemed to be round, with windows on all sides, and the bright sunlight shone in through the windows, making the whole room look bright and warm.

At this time, it should be seven or eight o'clock in the morning.

For the potion she applied to the silver needle was effective for twelve hours.

It was quiet in the room, and she was alone.

Feng Jiu's heart moved.

Long Yutian is not here!

He certainly didn't know she was awake yet!

Don't slip now, but when!

Feng Jiu hurriedly stretched out his hand to lift the gauze tent and jumped down from the wooden couch.

Suddenly her feet softened, she almost fell to the ground, her hand pressed on the edge of the bed, she couldn't help but gasp, thinking that maybe it was because the effect of the medicine had not completely disappeared, right?

She thought as she got back to her feet.

The furnishings of the room are as ancient as ever, with dark carved furniture, ink calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and rhombic panes on the windows, revealing the antique delicacy and beauty in the low-key.

Feng Jiu didn't want to appreciate it, his eyes only stared at the closed door, and then walked over lightly, holding the latch with both hands, and slowly opened the door a thin slit.

She swept her eyes to the door, listened carefully, and made sure that there was no one outside, and then she opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door was a circular cloister, and she walked over to the railing and looked down.

At this glance, she couldn't help but be surprised.

It turned out that she was in a small circular three-story building, with flowing eaves and flying corners, carved beams and paintings, which was exquisite.

She was standing on the top floor of the small building at the moment, and this round small building was actually built on the top of a huge artificial rockery.