On the willow tops of the moon, the curling smoke has been extinguished, and the lights of thousands of homes are clearly extinguished in the night.

In the medical hall, the medicine boy took the freshly boiled decoction and knocked on the door of the unlucky patient's room who had been in a coma for three days before waking up.

Murong Bai stopped shaking the quilt, glanced at Ye Hehua, who was reading the picture book clinically, and the sick family who had no intention of opening the door at all, sighed and consciously went to open the door.

The medicine boy handed the tray to Murong Bai, and said by the way: "Your wife just said that you and your brother will continue to squeeze into a room tonight."

The clinic was very poor, with only two rooms for the sick, and the space was not very large, except for beds and some tables, there was no extra space.

When Ye Hehua was treating, he had one room to himself, and Murong Bai and Han Qing were sleeping in another room, which was not inconvenient.

However, yesterday, Red Sleeves left the Green Light Pavilion after returning the favor and came to the medical hall to meet Han Qing, which meant that a room had to be vacated for her to live in.

Murong Bai was naturally placed in Ye Hehua's house, and in a small extra bed, he listened to Ye Hehua's snoring all night at close range, his nerves were about to weaken, and he wanted to strangle this thing.

When Ye Hehua woke up in a daze this morning, he was startled when he saw Murong Bai's murderous red eyes, thinking that he had seen the king of Hades.

Murong Bai originally thought that he would be enough to squeeze into a room with this goods last night, but he didn't expect Han Qing to let him continue to squeeze into a room with this goods tonight, and he felt miserable.

When Murong Bai heard the words of the medicine boy, although he didn't jump to his feet, he couldn't wait to stab the stupid guy who was eating in front of him ten thousand times with a knife.

Murong Bai politely took the medicine from the medicine boy's tray and asked casually, "My wife, what is he doing?"

"She's taking a bath, by the way, she just ordered me to make a new meal and bring it to her room, and the money has already been given." The medicine boy replied truthfully.

Murong Bai naturally knew that the newly cooked meal was reserved for the red sleeves who guarded Jiang Shi's return, so he just nodded.

"Drink the medicine, I'll go out for a walk." Murong Bai thought that he was going to say goodbye to the fragrant beauty tonight, listened to the snoring of this sick man, and put the medicine in front of Ye Hehua's stool in a vicious voice and went out.

"Hey, Woodface, where are you going?" Tomorrow at noon, the group of them will leave Muyun, Ye Hehua saw that Murong Bai was about to go out with his legs raised, and he was afraid of any episode, so he hurriedly waved and asked weakly.

"Take a walk." Murong Bai coldly dropped the word and left without even looking back.

Ye Hehua is angry, this wooden face is very polite to others for some reason, but he always looks at him unaccustomedly, as if he has robbed his beloved girl, and he always looks stingy and indifferent.

Murong Bai paced to Han Qing's door, and when he heard the sound of the "gurgling" water bath inside, he hesitated and said, "Hualang, I want to tell you something......

"Huh?" Han Qing sat in the bathtub and answered while taking a hot bath.

"Tonight, I want to ...... with you" Murong Bai's voice was mixed with the sound of watering, and the last few words were said very softly, so he couldn't hear it very clearly.

"Huh? What did you just say. Han Qing thought that he was discussing something important with him, so he stopped pouring water and stepped out of the bath bucket, grabbed the bath towel and wrapped it around the cross, opened the door and asked suspiciously.

Step by step, the water flowed down Han Qing's thin and straight long legs, and gathered under the fleshy instep, forming a small puddle.

Murong Bai was lowering his head, thinking about how to continue to say the reason, but he didn't expect a pair of white swaying beautiful legs to appear in his eyes.

Murong Bai heard Han Qing's question, and his gaze swept all the way up from below, the face that was steamed red by the hazy heat.

The face as small as a melon seed looked more and more crystal clear under the kiss of the heat, and the long black hair that was slightly curled up was wet all the way to the cheeks, neck, shoulders, and ends of the hair on the cherry pink on the chest.

"What do you want me to say?" Seeing that Murong Bai was staring at him without answering, Han Qing unconsciously swept the hair on his chest, opened his big black and pure eyes, opened his red lips and asked again.

"Nothing...... You continue to wash, and I'm gone. Outside the door, Murong Bai violently retracted his gaze, covered his feverish nose slightly in embarrassment, and denied it in a sullen voice.

Han Qing looked at him, his back was slightly panicked, and he inexplicably withdrew and closed the door.

"Master, I'll come back...... ......" Han Qing had just sat down on the bathtub and continued to scrub, when the window was pushed open suddenly, and the red sleeves stepped into the window, and when he saw the beautiful and delicious scenery in front of him, his head almost fell off the window as soon as he was hot.

"Master ......" Red Sleeves closed the window and approached with her hands and feet, turning her back to Han Qing who was bathing.

"You eat the food on the table first." Han Qing didn't raise his head, and just wanted to grab the dry towel that was placed on the side of the bathtub and wipe it up, but was robbed by the red sleeves.

"Master, I'll wipe it for you." Red sleeves wrapped around Han Qing's shoulders from behind the bathtub, and said eagerly while holding him down.

Han Qing let go of the fingers that had just been stained with the dry towel, granted her wish, leaned her shoulders on the bathtub and asked, "How about guarding Jiang Shi?"

The red sleeves fell on Han Qing's chest, and he slowly moved to wipe off the water droplets, and replied: "The officers and soldiers didn't find her, the person who guarded Jiang Shi changed shifts and stayed by her side all the time, and didn't do anything."

"Well, thank you. Tomorrow morning, after you finish guarding her, you will gather with us at the dock at noon, and then return to Beihan together. The meal is on the table, you go and eat. Han Qing nodded, held her hand and said as she wiped it all the way.

"Master, I don't want to eat." The red sleeves were close to his ear, pressed his shoulder, and said ambiguously.

"And what do you want to eat?" Han Qing turned around and touched her little face and smiled, the red sleeves looked at the magnificent face in fascination, and spit out the words: "Eat you...... Feed the rice. ”

"Is the temperature okay?" Han Qing leaned against the head of the bed, reached out to pick up a piece of meat, gently fed it to the red sleeve mouth leaning on his chest, and asked teasingly.

"I want my master, try it for me first......" The red sleeves were lying on Han Qing's body drunkenly, looking at the seductive beauty in front of him, and said in a daze.

Han Qing took the spoonful of rice into his mouth, chewed it and lowered his head and fed it into the mouth of the red sleeves.

After feeding, the two of them had already snubbed half a bowl of leftovers in the bowl, rolled over the sheets and played intimate games.

Han Qing never thought that one day, he would fall into a sex life where he couldn't use a gun in the face of a beautiful woman, and could only get a sex life like a woman grinding a mirror and scratching her boots.

"Master, it's more powerful and comfortable than before." The red sleeves were dripping with sweat on Han Qing's shoulder, kissed his lips with satisfaction, covered his mouth and snickered.

“…… Could it be that your previous cheerful shouting was all pretended? Han Qing hugged the willow waist with red sleeves, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head and open his eyes, pretending to be puzzled and asked.

"Master, you hate it!" The red sleeves thumped at Han Qing's chest. "You don't understand a woman's heart at all."

"Oh, then you have to explain, what is your woman's heart?" Han Qing held her fist, kissed her on the lips, and chuckled.

"In addition to loving my body, I want my lord to love my heart." Redsleeves buried his face in his chest and said coquettishly.

"My sister, but, like this?"

Han Qing provoked her blushing face, kissed her deeply, intertwined their tongues with each other, saw the red sleeves of the red face and lack of oxygen, withdrew her lips, pulled out a silver thread between the two, hooked the corners of her lips and joked evilly with her.

"You hate it!" Red Sleeves said that he hated it, but he couldn't help hugging Han Qing tighter.

Han Qing stroked her back, looked at the bed tent and said, "My good sister, if you don't dislike me, I will marry you Ming Media to the Horse Mansion as a side wife."

"Master, you have to talk and count, what if you don't talk about it?" Red Sleeves turned around and fell on top of him, touching Han Qing's heart, and Qiu Shui's eyes looked at him fixedly.

"If I don't talk, I'll call you lord in the future." Han Qing looked at her extremely seriously, and after finishing speaking, he smiled and kissed her cherry lips.

"Yes. That depends on Han Da Beauty, how sincere she is tonight. Red Sleeves touched Han Qing's beautiful lips and asked with a bad bowel.

"My sincerity is enough."

Han Qing's slave turned over and made his master, and the two were talking and laughing, and entered a new round of glue-like paint. For Han Qing, serving the red sleeves is the only pleasure.

The moon is silent, smiling at the warmth of the spring night tent, at this moment under the fence in the night when the moon shines, the banana leaves stretch the fat leaves, I don't know the age.

The black shadow swept the wall with his toes, flipped into the wall with ease, picked up the "bamboo leaf green" that had already been poured on the jade table, closed his eyes and sniffed at the tip of his nose.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar?" On the other side of the table, a man in a pale yellow embroidered robe raised his wine glass to salute the man in black.

"Yesterday, the groom was good?" The man in black replied to the man in the pale yellow robe and teased with a smile.

"I'm a beauty, so why make fun of me. It's a little friend, who has been with a peerless beauty for a long time, but he has to hold his heart. ”

Yan Zijin drooped two delicate eyebrows at first, and when he said the back, his eyebrows were already teasing.

"Hehe, I don't dare to have different hearts, but I forgot my original intention." The man in black took off the black scarf on his face, exposed the clear jaw angle under the banana leaves, and raised his hand to drink the hot wine.

"He was originally an amorous man, but now that he is in the holy position, his thoughts are already different from ours, and it is really difficult for me to guess his state of mind, I only hope that you will be more relaxed for the sake of the big plan."

The pale yellow robe is used to giggling and laughing, and at this time, it is also a little uncomfortable to think of his deceased old friend.

"Don't say these bad words, I'm here to tell you that I'm going to leave tomorrow......" The man in black stopped talking and said what he meant.

"It's only been a long time since we've been reunited, and it looks like we're going to have to separate again." The man in the pale yellow robe said regretfully.

The two continued to drink and chat, and the time passed unconsciously.

The man in black put down the wine cup to say goodbye, and after sweeping the wall, he seemed to remember something, took out the slender brocade box in his arms and threw it to the yellow-robed man, and said with a smile: "By the way, this is your wedding, put it away!"

The yellow-robed man caught the red brocade box, lowered his head and opened it, and saw that it was a delicately carved rare jade Ruyi, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

What will tomorrow bring? After the sun rises, will they be able to successfully return to the northern cold together......