Mosquito?!

Tang Ningfeng's eyes flashed with a smile, obviously she was caught by her, but Song Qing still wanted to shirk it to the mosquito.

Why didn't she find out before that Song Qing still had such a scoundrel side.

She suddenly wanted to reach out and pinch Song Qing's face, and wanted to ask him, how could he be so cute.

But he was afraid that Song Qing would be frightened by himself, so he silently suppressed this idea and looked at Song Qing with interest.

Song Qing saw Tang Ning laughing, and he laughed too.

His emotions are always easily involved by Tang Ning, even if Tang Ning only treats him as a stranger at the moment.

After realizing this, Song Qing turned his face away and didn't dare to look at Tang Ning again.

As soon as he touched Tang Ning, all his sanity came to naught.

"I'm sleepy, can the girl put me to sleep." Song Qing gently pulled Tang Ning's sleeve and said pitifully.

He had a mask on his face and could not see his expression. Only those peachy eyes looked at Tang Ning fragile and tentatively.

I want Tang Ning to fall asleep with him, and I want them to be like before.

Tang Ning withdrew his sleeve and said solemnly: "There is a difference between men and women. ”

"......" Song Qing was choked by Tang Ning's words.

When Tang Ning slept with him in his arms before, why didn't he say that there was a difference between men and women?!

Is it in Tang Ning's heart, he has always been a special existence? Or does Tang Ning dislike him for being ugly?

He suppressed the mixed emotions in his heart, and pretended to be curious and asked, "So, the girl has never hugged a man to sleep before?" ”

"Hmm." Tang Ning hadn't seen Song Qing for a long time, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

Song Qing was stunned for a full cup of tea, but still didn't come back to his senses. What does Tang Ning mean by this?! Do you want to be completely out of contact with him?

No, he doesn't agree!

Song Qing gritted his teeth angrily, grabbed Tang Ning's wrist, pointed at Jiuyuan Yan Zhu and asked, "This string of beads should always be given by a man." ”

"It's not." Tang Ning's tone was particularly serious.

Seeing Song Qing's angry jumping feet, I really wanted to hold him in my arms and kiss him well.

In her bones, she has a little naughty childishness.

Song Qing's hand was lightly clenched into a fist, his face sank, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Then I want to ask, who gave it to the girl?" ”

"It's not a human, it's a demon." Tang Ning secretly couldn't help but smile, but his face was serious. Seeing Song Qing's angry face, she said suspiciously, "You are angry." Why? ”

"Demons?" Song Qing repeated Tang Ning's words in a low voice.

Only then did he react to the meaning of Tang Ning's previous words. He didn't know for a moment whether Tang Ning was scolding him for not being a human being, or stating a fact.

Tang Ning was reluctant to let Song Qing drill the tip of the horns, and changed the topic with a smile: "If you are sleepy, sleep on the couch, and I will go to lie down on the rattan chair." ”

"Not really. I'll just squint here for a while, and you can continue to meditate. Song Qing wanted to take the opportunity to ask Tang Ning what the relationship was with that demon, but he was afraid that Tang Ning would say an answer he didn't want to hear, so he simply didn't ask.

He hugged the pillow and looked at Tang Ning for a while. failed to sleep with Tang Ning as he wished, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

After a long time, Song Qing retreated and secretly pulled the corner of Tang Ning's clothes. After making sure that Tang Ning didn't react at all, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.

It's good to be by Tang Ning's side.

If you are too greedy, you won't end well.

Tang Ning endured half a pillar of incense for a while, and after making sure that Song Qing was asleep, he lightly carried Song Qing to the couch. She lowered her head and tucked the quilt for Song Qing, and was about to leave when she saw Song Qing clutching her cuffs.

"The host...... Don't go, don't leave me. Song Qingsheng frowned with a crying voice.

Like a dying little beast, it whimpered lowly.

It's been too long, Tang Ning has left him for too long. If it weren't for Tang Ning's situation and his father's mood, he would have ...... long ago Rush over.

Tang Ning looked down at Song Qing for a long time, but in the end she still relented. She lay beside Song Qing, and with a flick of her fingertips, the candle flame was extinguished.

The room was pitch black, but Song Qing slowly opened his eyes. His hand stretched out the quilt, hugged Tang Ning's waist, and rubbed Tang Ning's shoulder.

Obviously he got his wish, but he was even more sad.

It would be nice if he wasn't a demon, then he could have Tang Ning openly, or be owned by Tang Ning.

Instead of staying by Tang Ning's side with this kind of unacceptable means.

If Tang Ning knew his identity, he would definitely throw him out and refuse to listen to him again.

Tang stared at the top of his dark head, and the tip of his nose was a shallow scent of osmanthus flowers. Time is not binding on her.

Especially himself, he is already a half-immortal body.

I feel the clothes on my shoulders, a little wet. She subconsciously turned her head, so decent, why did she cry.

To be honest, she didn't like this situation very much, especially Song Qing cried.

Therefore, Tang Ning turned sideways, directly hugged Song Qing in his arms, and asked with a smile: "Have you had enough?" ”

"......" Song Qing's waist tightened, and he didn't know what Tang Ning meant.

Have you had enough of what?

Could it be that Tang Ning discovered his identity?!

Seeing that Song Qing didn't speak for a while, Tang Ning raised his hand to take off Song Qing's mask.

Tang Ning lowered her head and kissed Song Qing's forehead, hugging the person in her arms tighter. She was afraid that Song Qing would want to escape, so she took the lead in piercing the window paper: "Song Qing, I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you so much." ”

"I ......"

Song Qing was still in the confusion of "Tang Ning knew who he was". When did Tang Ning know, was it just now, or was it in Qunying Mountain?

Can...... Since Tang Ning knew who he was, why did he still ......

He couldn't figure out what Tang Ning was thinking before, and now it's not much better.

"Doesn't the master blame me?" Song Qing buried his head in Tang Ning's shoulder socket, clutching the clothes around Tang Ning's waist, and his voice trembled suddenly.

If Tang Ning said that he blamed him, what should he say, how to explain that Tang Ning was willing to forgive him?

Tang Ning patted Song Qing's hand on the back and stopped. She frowned, as if she was thinking about Song Qing's words.

Is Song Qing to blame? Why blame? Song Qing's identity, she knew it early on.

"It's me who is not good, and I shouldn't lie to the master. I won't dare to do it again, don't want me, master? Song Qing saw that Tang Ning didn't speak, and he panicked all of a sudden.

If Tang Ning is a stranger to him from now on, what should he do?

Moonlight poured in through the window. The faces of the two are clearly reflected.

Song Qing raised his head helplessly and uneasily, and looked at Tang Ning worriedly. His inky eyes were full of caution. Seeing Tang Ning with a straight face, he was not decent.

Suddenly, it was as if the strength of his body had been sucked away.

The whole person was in a trance, like a fool. Stunned, staring at Tang Ning in a daze. I don't know what to say or do.

Has he already lost Tang Ning?

Knowing this, he couldn't help but feel a little trepided. Wanting to hide under the covers and pretend that nothing happened. or hysterically asked Tang Ning if he really didn't like him anymore.

He didn't dare.

I don't believe it, and I don't want to be reconciled.

He regretted it very much, regretted that he shouldn't have gone crazy because he missed Tang Ning too much, and wanted to come to see her.

Master......