It seems to be a turbulent river, flowing more rapidly, and if it does not move, it will stir up thousands of feet of waves.

"You...... Do you hurt? Mu Chujin anxiously tore off her skirt and wrapped Qin Youqing's bleeding wrist, tearing at the bottom of her heart.

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay......"

coughed lightly, looked at Mu Chujin with a worried look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a long-lost smile.

Mu Chujin helped Qin Youqing to stand up, and inadvertently raised his head, just in time to see the white shadow by the window, he stood there fixedly, his eyes were indifferent holes, cold ice edges.

Then, the White Shadow turned around and never looked at them again.

Mu Chujin bit her lip tightly, and her eyes slowly struggled.

He saw it just now, why didn't he save her, for what?

Could it be that he was really so ruthlessly indifferent to her?

Is it all a show!

It's all fake!

The heart seemed to be grabbed, slowly opening a gap, and the endless cold wind filled her, making her feel a chill to the bone, and immediately, the heart slowly throbbed, and the spasms of one by one were held fiercely, making her almost unable to breathe in pain.

I don't know when she has fallen so deep.

The red gauze tent is warm and the scenery is beautiful.

Heavy gasps came and went in the dim light, and the red candle on the log table burst a slight sparkle, which did not seem to break the warmth of the room.

It wasn't until the hazy gauze tent was opened by a plain white and weak boneless hand that I saw the woman's blushing face, the spring rippling eyes with indescribable satisfaction, the ruddy and full lips with a different style, the narrow and long eyes slightly upturned, with the fatal attraction of seductive men, charming and enchanting.

The disheveled man on the bed seemed to be still intoxicated by the clouds and rain just now, his angular face was like drunken indulgence, his slightly thick lips were slightly open, his complexion was a little dark, and his face was a little hard with vicissitudes of life, which was the result of years of wandering outside.

"Cold thorn?" The coquettish female voice seems to contain honey, which makes people seem to be numb to the bone marrow when they hear it.

"Huh?" With a hoarse voice and a low urn sound, the man who was called a cold thorn raised his hand and stroked the softness between his palms, his originally hard face gradually softened, and a pair of not good-looking but shining eyes stared at the person in his arms obsessively.

The woman turned over, and her slender dancôme-coated fingers gently hooked circles on the man's bare chest, making the cold prick itch for a while, but there was an indescribable comfort, he let out an uncontrollable moan from his throat, and couldn't help but hug the woman a little tighter.

"How about you do something for me?" The bewitching eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his mouth curved in a strange arc, but he was well concealed by the charming charm on his face.

"What's the matter?" Cold Thorn's body moved slightly, and her originally bright eyes darkened in an instant, and every time she came to him, she would ask him to help her do things.

In her heart, what is herself?

Closing his eyes slightly, he sighed inwardly.

Falling in love with such a woman is destined to be a mistake.

"September 15 is coming, I will help the lord remove the blood mark that night, you help me ......"

In the dim light, the woman said in small pieces, and her charming eyes gradually brightened, with a hopeful brilliance.

After listening, Leng Ting's shoulders gradually trembled, his hard face turned pale instantly, he looked down at the woman in his arms, his eyes trembled fiercely, "Have you thought about me?" ”

He suppressed his voice, endured the blood gushing from the bottom of his heart, her words were like a rusty knife slowly dulling his flesh, Ling Chi his heart, but in her eyes, it was hope, excitement, and she didn't take him seriously at all.

Does she know what will happen to Lu Dao if he is discovered by the lord?

No!

She never thought about it!

Everything he did for her, she never took to heart. She never thought about him being born and dying for her, she was bent on thinking about that unattainable man with cold feelings, she never looked at him squarely, never!

The grief welled up in his heart, making him slowly tighten his palm, and the softness of his palm was so greedy that he could only blindly surrender.

"Hey! You're hurting me! She slapped the man's rough palm away, her eyes full of disgust and dissatisfaction, and inadvertently swept through the coldness that disappeared in a flash.

Leng Tingjing came back to his senses, and hurriedly apologized, his palm kept caressing the red place he had just pinched, and his eyes were full of distress.

The narrow tail of the eyes stared at the man's clumsy movements, his eyes were full of contempt, and he scolded sharply: "You are so stupid! With that, his slender fingertips swept through the red gauze robe, draped it over his body, and went straight out of bed.

"Don't go!" Leng Ting's half-kneeling on the bed, lightly hugging the woman's slender and white neck, his eyes were full of tenderness, and with unspeakable pain, his slightly thick lips were slightly open for a long time, and he bit the back of his teeth, as if he had made a lot of determination, "I promise you." ”

Hearing this, the corners of her red lips hooked, and the starlight that had succeeded in her eyes flowed, she turned around and kissed the man's hard and slightly black cheeks, smoothing the man's slightly trembling body.

The moon rose to mid-heaven, and the bright moonlight sprinkled the spring light in a room.

The rapid gasp sounded again, with the woman's coquettish whisper, as if comforting the man on his body.

At the end of the night, under the silence of the night, a deep man's voice sounded: "For you, I am not afraid of death!" Subsequently, drowned in wave after wave of love.

September 15, the beginning of autumn.

Full moon night.

"Flower to the sword?"

"Huh?" The young man in red was stunned for a moment, stopped, and a pair of crystal clear purple eyes sparkled under the moonlight.

Mu Chujin looked at the person opposite in a daze, and suddenly felt inexplicably familiar, only now did she realize that his eyes were faint light purple, as if glass, carrying a full moonlight, and the full seemed to overflow.

"Thank you for the flowers." The girl smiled, her lips gently hooked, and she formed a line, and her eyes were full of sincere gratitude.

I didn't expect that it was the flowers he sent on the day of the Happy Flower Festival, although there was some inexplicable loss, but Mu Chujin was still very happy in his heart.

Hua Xiangjian was stunned for a moment, then his face was embarrassed, and he scratched his head helplessly, "Ahh......h I watched others send it that day, so ...... Hmmm......"

I didn't say anything about it for a long time.

Looking at Hua Xiangjian's embarrassed appearance, Mu Chujin couldn't help but laugh, "Hua Xiangjian, do you like me?" ”

The clear female voice, the rhinestone eyes stared at the young man opposite with a smile, as bright as the stars.

The thin lips opened, Hua Xiangjian forgot to close it for a while, his brain was short-circuited instantly, blank, and he was stunned for half an hour, he hurriedly waved his hand, shook his head again, and opened his mouth "Ahhhh