Su Muran didn't think too much about it along the way, she never liked to force others to do things she didn't like to do, and she didn't talk to her in the same way.

She is a person who understands and knows how to do it appropriately, since she can see the obscurity in the eyes of the mysterious Lingzi, why do she have to get to the bottom of it and disturb people's pains?

Quietly, she paused, raised her eyes to look at the misty starry sky, and estimated the time of eight or nine in her heart.

"It's about time—"

Su Muran muttered, her long and thick eyelashes drooped low, and she was stunned for a long time.

Raising her eyes slightly, she looked at the door of the room where she came out in the morning, and her heart pounded as if it would burst out of her chamber in the next moment.

He... Are you awake......

I don't know how long she stood there, until the silence of the exclusive insect chirping became clearer in her ears, she stepped lightly, entered another door, washed her clothes briefly, and quietly slipped into the room, stripped off her shoes and socks, and put on only a close-fitting white silkworm undershirt.

She gently pressed her face against his chest, a trace of moisture flashed in her colorful and sparkling eyes, and her slender fingers gently caressed his handsome face, and her fingertips rubbed his white and light red lips softly.

"Xianggong, are you asleep, huh?" Su Muran called him in a low voice.

Chu Mubai on the sickbed looked relaxed, cold and cold, his lips and eyes were closed, and he was silent.

Su Muran seemed to have guessed the reaction, and a swollen heat and stuffiness in his heart blocked his chest, as if he had a cold and a runny nose, but he couldn't be relieved.

"Shhh

"Hmm." She rested her chin against his chest, tilted her head slightly to look at him, her voice was slightly hoarse and choked because of forbearance, "Xianggong, did you wait for me too late and fall asleep?" ”

She stroked his brow with her little hand, and somehow, just... Feel him frowning?

"I'm sorry Xianggong, I will come back early tomorrow, and you must be awake by then!"

Su Muran raised his head, moved his body slightly upward, scratched his nose quickly and lightly with his fingers, and then dropped a shallow kiss on his lips, and returned to the previous form of living in the bed.

"Good night—" Cub ......

Her eyes were dizzy, and she fell asleep sniffing his body fragrance.

In the fog, she seemed to have a dream, real touch, real touch, real bite, all the night for days, and she wanted to wake up but couldn't.

Dumbfounded... Stunned... She didn't know how many times she had sat in front of the vanity mirror and looked at the bruises on her body.

Every time she thought he was awake, but taking his pulse early in the morning was still the same as usual, without the slightest change.

The days passed quickly, approaching the end of the year, and it was also approaching the day of marching for more than a thousand soldiers.

Because the important persecution medicine to remove Gu is her blood, in recent days, in addition to extracting her own blood stock from time to time, she is using machines to imitate the production of blood.

Although she had tried to use her energy as little as possible and at the right time, her body was still weakening day by day, and her face was also a withered color, so in order not to worry them, she changed her previous light makeup, and changed into heavy makeup.

The heavy makeup gave her a fresh and elegant beauty that was different from the past, and the fairy was floating, but it gave her a kind of heroic and sassy and stunning beauty.

Tuoba Huachen's people were stopped by Ji Kuozi and Nangong Rui's people for a long time, and he had not made progress for nearly a month.

In the shelter at the end of Pingkang Street in the Western Capital, Tuoba Huachen was dressed in a thin white robe and simply wrapped himself, his extremely thin body looked more and more sickly small, his face was white and gloomy, his lips were pursed, and a little red was pressed.

Kneeling in front of him was a shivering young man in his early twenties in a gray shirt, disheveled, and with disheveled hair.

Tuoba Huachen looked at the kneeling person on the ground with a wide range of eyes, there was nothing else in his eyes except for the gloomy mania, and with ten fingers, he smashed the teacup in his hand with a "bang", and the body of the person on the ground trembled even more.

"The world... Shizi, please give your subordinates another chance, and this time your subordinates will definitely succeed. ”

Speaking of this, the person who was prostrate on the ground seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw, and a trace of lewdness appeared on his frightened face. Desire.

Since his master let him show his beautiful male tricks and hooked up with the girl wall of the Xuanji Sect, almost he sang with the wall every night, the chick looked small, and she looked like she was unwilling, but the dissatisfied look on the bed hooked him straight to ask her for it over and over again.

Sometimes he even felt that the wall was even more seductive than the top sign in the Chunfeng Building where he slept in.

Through this relationship, following the master's wishes, intentionally or unintentionally conveyed the news she longed for to his master's beloved, Su Muran, but she never got a reply.

On the contrary, in recent days, it has become more and more blocked, and even a little news of her has not been received, and Tuoba Huachen, who has endured it for a few days, finally can't help it.

This is the scene that early this morning, when he was still tirelessly seizing and releasing the wall that seemed to have an innate charm, he was caught by Tuoba Huachen and questioned on the spot.

In fact, the reason why Tuoba Huachen couldn't get her daily information with the help of the wall for a long time was because Su Muran was tired of the tiger and wolf jokes that the wall whispered in her ear from time to time, especially because she still had a tendency to discuss with her with great interest.

Where does Su Muran have the heart to listen to her talk about this nonsense now, not to mention that she has to take care of the sick soldiers, just her cubs, day by day... She didn't know how long it had been since she heard him.

So, without the slightest hesitation, she met the Xuanji senior, and said that she liked to be quiet, and she needed to do some research recently, so she kept the maids in her garden except for the maids who served and washed herself, and the others were transferred to other gardens, far away from her.

Although the Xuanji Sect Mansion is a merchant who manufactures mechas, there are still rules in the mansion, and the maids and attendants perform their duties and must not exceed the rules, so Su Muran cannot be seen on the wall, and it is normal to have no news of her.

......

Tuoba Huachen took a teacup from the table again without changing color, poured hot tea, and kicked the people on the ground with their faces facing the sky.

The man on the ground wanted to kneel down with his face to the ground again, but Tuoba Huachen stepped on his chest, pinning him to the ground and unable to turn around.

On his back, he happened to be staring at something under him with a crazy look in his eyes, like a demon crawling out of hell.

He trembled even more, and his hands subconsciously wanted to cover the object, but he kicked it away, and... The thing was also mentioned.

"Ahh

Tuoba Huachen's face was paralyzed, and a murderous hideousness slowly rose, and his hand was raised, and the teacup containing boiling water was on top of the thing, and as long as he turned his hand, the hot water could hot the thing.

"Huh-" Tuoba Huachen sneered, "Opportunity? Do you remember how many opportunities I gave you? When did you not swear that she came back to see me? ”

As he spoke of her, a sickly possessiveness flashed on Tuoba Huachen's face.

"But when did you not break your promise?! Well? ”

"Shizi, please give me another chance, really... The wall really loves me, and I promise she'll do it for me, son... Shizi—"