Nor will we be tormented by each other, and we cannot see each other in love.

You say, "There is no humble love in this world, it seems that it is only because I love you too much." ”

I didn't overcome all the difficulties between us, so we have these fifteen years of regrets.

Luo'er, why don't you give me another chance.

Luo'er, I believe in you!

Where are you? I believe in you, I believe in you!

The saddest thing in life is to meet a person who is very important to you, but you don't have a good grasp of it, and in the end you find that it is too late, so you have to let it go with the wind.

I must find you.

Murong Chong immediately seemed to be a different person, and his face was firm: "Luo'er, I will never miss you again, and I will never let you go." ”

He turned and strode down the wall.

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Wen Yaxuan asked Xiao Tong to stop the carriage on the road, and he personally got out of the carriage, entered a ready-to-wear store, and came out after a while, holding a burden in his hand.

He also told the boy to drive the carriage to a more remote inn in the city.

In the face of Wen Yaxuan's carefulness, Murong Xing saw all of them, he found a remote inn, for them!

When he arrived at the inn, Wen Yaxuan asked Xiao Tong to ask for three upper rooms, and originally asked for four, but Murong Xing insisted on being with his mother, so he had to follow her.

"I've asked Xiao Er to make hot water, you wash up, rest early, if you have any other orders, just ask."

Wen Yaxuan thoughtfully arranged everything, and handed the clothes bought in the ready-to-wear store to Murong Xing: "This is the clothes I bought in Xia Shicai, I don't know if it fits the two of you's minds, and I don't want to give up." ”

"Thank you, young master, then we will go in and rest." Murong Xing took the burden from his hand, and looked at him differently at one time, this man was really careful enough.

It turned out that he had also noticed their damp clothes.

"Okay, girl, rest early."

Because of the moisture entering her body before, Shen Yingluo had a low fever at the moment, and she ordered the shopkeeper to boil some antipyretic concoction.

took a simple bath, took off the slightly damp and wet dress before, and changed into the clothes bought by Wen Yaxuan.

A light ** cloud smoke shirt mopping the floor white palace satin plain snow silk cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt was worn on Shen Yingluo's body.

A Murong Xing was worn on his body, standing in front of the mirror, a light blue gauze robe, and a white light gauze draped over his shoulders, the light gauze moved slightly, giving people a feeling of fluttering immortals, and a green silk was scattered on his shoulders, showing extremely feminine.

Murong Xing put a veil on Shen Yingluo and asked her to lie down and rest, she was going out to see if the medicine was boiled.

She put on her mask and opened the door, and at a glance she could see Wen Yaxuan, who was standing in the cloister and looking up at the sky, thoughtful.

The slender figure had his back to her, his robe was snow-white and spotless, and even the moonlight was embarrassed to leave a mottled shadow.

His hair is jet black, bringing out the poetic sheen of his pearly white neck under the bun.

His back was straight, as if in this poplar-like figure, there was a great strength of tenacity.

Murong Xing had never seen a man more elegant than him, and a bright and beautiful aura infected her from his face.

Murong Xing forgot all his movements, stood there quietly looking at him, and unconsciously praised him: "It's beautiful, it's beautiful." ”

I really don't know what other words to use to describe it, I just know that it's beautiful, it's beautiful, and I'm afraid that even the women in the world can't compare to him.