The windows are ajar.

A remnant leaf floated in, fell into the fire, and suddenly turned to ashes.

Yang Qing has woken up.

The body was vaguely without a trace of strength, and every muscle was filled with a needle-like stinging pain, and the pain was so painful that it was impossible to face and live.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to hissed in pain and slowly open her eyes.

The small, feeble scream was not loud, but it was enough to wake up another person who was asleep.

Motionless, her body clinging to her, she could feel the heat of every muscle in her body.

Who is this man? Is it lifeless?

Whether it was him or not, she had taken this person as him at the moment, and the needle-like stinging pain in her body had gradually become indescribably exciting and pleasant.

This feeling may be rarely experienced, because few people have the opportunity to experience the poignant emotion and the stinging pain like a sharp needle.

So Yang Qing's cheeks gradually had a smile, a kind of satisfaction and sweetness that penetrated deep into the body and penetrated into the bone marrow.

The man looked up and stared at her like a wind, looking very tired and weak, and there was indescribable concern and sympathy in his eyes.

"You're finally awake." Her voice was soft and low, without a hint of strength.

This person is the Wind Lady.

The cheeks of the Wind Lady reminded her of her long-lost mother, kind, loving and melancholy.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth hard, the smile on her face gradually became flat, revealing a faint disappointment, "I'm still alive?" ”

Feng Niangzi nodded, pointed to her nose, and laughed, "I pulled you back from the Ghost Gate." ”

A look of gratitude appeared on Yang Qing's face.

She opened her mouth, as if trying to say something.

But the wind lady covered her mouth, and the wind draped her clothes like the wind, and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her.

"I've never seen someone as infatuated as you."

Yang Qing was silent.

Feng Niangzi sighed, "Actually, I haven't left, I've been listening to it on the side." ”

Yang Qing was silent.

Feng Niangzi gently pulled the quilt, "Actually, although the cold sword is cold, and it is Emei Shitai, domineering, cold-blooded and ruthless, but what this person said is quite reasonable." ”

She caressed Yang Qing's cheek, "At least I think her statement makes sense." ”

Yang Qing was surprised, and the smile on her face remained unchanged.

She couldn't figure out how someone could make sense of such cold-blooded words.

The Wind Lady sighed and stared at the fire on the side, "We women are just too bitter, really. ”

Yang Qing didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.

What does she mean by saying this? Are all women in the world miserable?

Feng Niangzi's face was already dissatisfied and angry, "Why do those stinky men, as soon as they have money, find wives with three rooms and five rooms, why let them stay alone in the empty room, why are these not enough, and they have to take good care of their bodies, what kind of wind and snow, what kind of merry and happy ......." ”

Yang Qing smiled, smiling stupidly.

This woman is crazy, yes and emotional, but her words are so funny and so cute.

Feng Niangzi nodded, and continued, "Why can they go to pile after pile when they have money, group after group, wave after wave、......。 ”

Yang Qing nodded, and had to nod.

Because when a woman is sad and sad, it is best to cooperate with her sad and sad, and cooperate with her pain and grief, only in this way can the sad woman feel better.

She's also a woman, so she understands this very well.

In fact, it is really not easy for a woman, no matter what era it is, it is the same, and it is always easy to be stinged and lonely, so when she is sad and sad, as long as she is a flesh and blood person with emotion, she should cooperate with her to be painful and sad.

Only in this way can the spring flowers appear more delicate and moving.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth, as if she also had a slight tingling and sadness.

Feng Niangzi seemed to be more and more enjoyable the more she spoke, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became, "So as women, we must also let those stinky men know that they will, we will, and we must tell them clearly." ”

Yang Qing held her hand, and her hand seemed to have become trembling due to excessive excitement.

"Tell them what?"

Feng Niangzi gently wiped her sweat, and her head was covered with sweat.

Sweat has been wiped off.

The icy cold wind blew in through the half-open window, and it looked eerie and gloomy.

That face was by the fire, even more fierce and hideous.

She faced the fire and touched the fire, the fire was already swaying very excitedly and excitingly, and her face seemed to have a faint look of pleasure and enjoyment.

Yang Qing was silent, as if she didn't dare to say anything more.

This woman seems to have suddenly turned into a demon and evil ghost that she can't believe, a demon and a demon who can do anything vicious and crazy.

Feng Niangzi nodded, as if she was already pondering this question, which seemed to be very sad.

Yang Qing was silent, secretly worried about her, hoping that she would not do anything strange, let alone make her regret for the rest of her life.

A woman in anger is sometimes more terrible than demons and demons.

Feng Niangzi finally nodded, as if she had figured out something, like a holy monk who had an epiphany, her face had already floated with confidence and courage, she had her own beliefs and pursuits, and there was no longer a trace of confusion, she stared at Yang Qing slowly.

Yang Qing shuddered, and was startled, this was simply more terrifying and crazy than demons and demons, she believed that what Feng Niang said must be terrible, crazy.

Feng Niangzi licked her lips, stared at Yang Qing, and said lightly, "I want to tell these stinky men, they will, we are more intelligent, they have three bedrooms and five rooms, and we women will not be less, at least there is a third floor and five floors." ”

Yang Qing's face suddenly became pale and weak, as if he had been completely frozen and frozen.

This kind of statement is even more terrifying and crazy than the demons and evil ghosts on the third and fifth floors, Yang Qing has already gasped, this woman is really terrible and crazy.

Feng Niangzi caressed Yang Qing's body, and her gradually softening body shook magically, "Isn't this beautiful?" ”

Yang Qing was speechless and expressionless.

"I'll take you to do this kind of thing in the future, okay?"

Yang Qing's eyes were already filled with fear and panic.

This woman is crazy, maybe even crazier than the cold sword master.

Mrs. Leng Jian only imparts her experience, but she doesn't do it, but she is different, she not only knows that kind of belief and pursuit, but also knows how to enjoy the fun and joy in it.

Yang Qing seemed to be going crazy, she was driven crazy.

She stared at the half-open window, and there was a look of great worry and melancholy in her eyes.

She's lovesick.

Acacia makes people old and makes women older.

Yang Qing's heart was sour and she was already colicing.

It was late at night, and the wind was blowing and howling.

The chill between heaven and earth is more fierce and hideous, and the color of loneliness is stronger.

After a long night, where is he in lovesickness?

Is it still standing like a stone statue? Straighter than the gun in his hand? Are the empty eyes still staring and poking at the sky?

People have been separated, why are the emotions in their hearts heavier?

When two people are together, why aren't the emotions so violent and crazy?

Yang Qing stared harder, and she was more worried and melancholy?

She thought of Liu's ecstasy, and also remembered her delicate, affectionate, kind and ecstasy, especially the kind of innate ecstasy, which not only makes the lonely and empty man get ecstasy, but also satisfaction and understanding; It will also make women get that kind of gentleness and pleasure.

Liu Ecstasy is not amorous, kind, and ecstatic to a person, she faces everyone the same, even her own enemies, and those who will hurt her at all times are no exception.

Tears appeared in Yang Qing's eyes, God was too unfair to her, and she should be treated well as a person.

Because she has more than anyone else the right to happiness and joy.

The moon is brighter, and she is thinner, and the emaciation seems to be the eyebrows of the willow ecstasy, the delicate and weak eyebrows.

Her whole life seems to be pitying and sympathizing with others, hoping that others will get more joy and joy, and she will not pity and sympathize with herself in her life.

Why would a person who is already suffering from pain, sorrow and desolation, pity and sympathize with others?

Yang Qing can't figure it out, maybe there is more than one person who can't figure it out.

She also has a lot of emotions for her in her heart, but not the kind of emotion that is lifeless, and these two emotions are completely different.

She can sacrifice everything for Liu Ecstasy, even her life, at any cost, let alone frown, but she will not dedicate her lifelessness to her.

This is the status and emotion of the two of them in Yang Qing's heart.

The sky is sensitive, and the thin and cold cold moon is not also stared at by them.

Are they also thinking about and worrying about others? Are you worried about yourself?

The cold wind is more intense.

The worn-out pieces of paper on the window were already dripping, as if they could no longer stand the ravages and ravages of the cold wind, and were screaming and hissing in pain.

Although the fire was extremely passionate, it writhed even more violently.

The cold, merciless cold wind blows on his cheeks, and it becomes a soft warm breeze, indescribable pleasure and excitement.

Yang Qing gasped softly and smiled softly.

is also gently lovesick.

Why does lovesickness make people old? Makes women older?

This is really unfair, lovesickness is obviously a kind and affectionate thing, why does it make women old? Disfigure?

Kindness and affection did not hurt others, let alone rob anything, why is kindness and affection exchanged for the torture and aging ...... to the bones.

Love is tired of beautiful women, and drunk hurts heroes.

This sentence is extremely simple and concise, and how many people feel the pain and sadness inside?

There are no oil lamps in the house and there is no need for them.

Yang Qing stared at the side of the bed, the smile on her face was even stronger, and the color of gratitude was even stronger.

He really couldn't imagine that what Wusheng said to Feng Niangzi would make her pay so much.

The wide bed was covered with extremely soft and warm animal skins, and covered with more than a dozen thick quilts, each of which was extremely warm and soft, apparently exposed to the sun, and there was still a lingering heat of that kind of heat.

There were more than twenty fires lined up around the bed.

Yang Qing never dreamed that she would be lying on such a bed, and there would be so many fires next to the bed.

The fire twisted, the heat of her body gradually became more intense, but her heart became softer, and what was softer was the eyes of the wind lady.

The emotion in her eyes was more gentle and moving than a lover's whisper.