Chapter 21: Both Wake Up

When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of affectionate eyes looking at her gently, although his face was covered by a full beard, but she still recognized at a glance that this was the man in the dream who was obedient and gentle to herself, and called out softly: "Yan Hong!"

"I'm here!" Yan Hong, who was full of surprise, looked at the dead night in his arms, but his mouth was still habitually answering, but there was a tingling pain in his dry throat, and he couldn't help but turn his head and cough.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Hearing Yan Hong's coughing voice, he hurriedly sat up from his arms, put his hands on his shoulders, leaned his face to him, looked at his face, and asked,

"I'm fine." After speaking, Yan Hong turned his head again and cleared his throat, and suddenly his whole body stiffened, and he quickly turned his head to look at Yan Ye, which hurt Yan Ye and felt sorry for his small neck.

Husband? Why do you call me husband on the night of death? Although she said that she liked herself, it was under special circumstances, when maybe they would die in the next moment; Now this situation is also a desperate situation, it shouldn't be a big problem for her to recover, why did she take the relationship between the two further?

Yan Hong looked at Yan Ye in disbelief, and Yan Ye also looked at Yan Hong inexplicably, not feeling that what he had just poured into his heart was even more inexplicable.

What happened to the husband? I look like a living ghost, am I already dead and resurrected? Or have I become ugly, and my husband doesn't want me anymore? Or does the husband have another woman? Don't don't, my husband belongs to me alone, and no one can snatch him away.

But how am I going to keep my husband? Night's mind was full of imagination, and she was looking for troubles for herself, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of any good way, and her eyes were so anxious that her eyes were red and there was a tendency to burst the embankment.

The two of them were silent with their own hearts, seeing that the beautiful big eyes of the night were filled with mist, the distressed Yan Hong hurriedly gave up the idea in his heart and took her into his arms again, and Yan Hong, who didn't know how to comfort his sweetheart, could only caress her back awkwardly, and finally calmed down in his warm arms after a long night.

"Yan Hong, husband, ......" Yan Ye innocently looked at Yan Hong and shouted pitifully, still holding Yan Hong's clothes tightly in his hand for fear that he would leave himself.

The really pitiful one is Yan Hong, who was numb all over his body by a soft cry of the night, and he had to endure the ecstasy and ask clearly for fear that this was still a beautiful dream: "What do you call me?"

"Yan Hong, husband, what's wrong?" After repeating it, his cheeks were red and he lowered his head, and suddenly raised his head again, his eyes were full of promise, "What did I do wrong?" Why doesn't my husband want me?"

Yan Hong looked at his little daughter obsessively, and when her accusatory words came to his ears, he instantly felt like he had been struck by lightning, how could he not want her? He dreamed of it but couldn't ask for it, what was it that made her feel like this? He couldn't tell his feelings for her in a thousand words, and he couldn't say the love words that were too sensual for a while, so he could only say in the end: "I won't want you."

"Really?" Yan Ye looked at Yan Hong expectantly, and when he looked at himself and nodded heavily, she threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly, Yan Hong was stunned for a moment, and hugged Yan Ye tightly.

It took two full hours for Yan Hong, who was forced to calm herself, to ask about the situation of the night, it turned out that she had amnesia, only remembered their names of each other, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

When she woke up in the night, her ruddy little mouth opened and closed, and her words kept and on the same as before her amnesia, as if she were going to finish the words of the previous sixteen years at once; If it weren't for accompanying Yan Hong all the way, he couldn't believe that this was the night of death, not a person who looked extremely similar to her or disguised himself as her.

Yan Hong, who couldn't bear to be uneasy about her master, naturally said whatever she said, of course, she was not selfless in her heart, so she could only be doubly good to her in the future to make up for today's deception.

Yan Hong has changed due to the change of his sweetheart, today is his happiest day in more than 20 years, and all the happiness before adds up to less than today; Maybe because he is her only one, the night after the amnesia is more and more sticky to him, and he also enjoys this feeling very much, every caring eye and gentle words of the night make him feel happy in every word and deed.

The sincere smile from the bottom of the heart was always on the faces of the two of them, and the tenderness and sweetness made the whole somewhat gloomy forest become warm, and the dazzling sunlight gradually dispelled the dense fog in the forest through the cracks of the dense branches and leaves, and Yan Hong finally jumped to the top of the tall ancient tree with the internal strength of his whole body.

Standing on the top of the tree, Yan Hong looked around, except for the faint outline of the snow-capped mountain, the other three sides were lush trees, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance.

However, Yan Hong still found some differences after careful observation, although the ancient trees on both sides of the river are equally luxuriant, but if you look closely, you can still find a faint depression, like a shallow green mark leading into the distance.

The two ditches after the river forked were even more shallow, but there was still a big difference under the gaze of the Yan Hongwu warrior.

A stream of water on the left communicates into the boundless distance, but the one on the right has suddenly disappeared dozens of miles away, leaving only the dense and dark green of the trees, which is a dead end - an underground undercurrent.

The two ate some dry food that was specially placed on Yan Hong's body to fill their stomachs, and then lay down in the half-closed coffin and began to drift for a long time.

It's not that Yan Hong doesn't want to change to a more comfortable tool, but the ancient tree is not only tall and straight, but also as hard as a shield, and he used all his internal strength to shake off a few green leaves.

The body of the dead night who had just woken up was still relatively weak, and he chattered for a long time, and after a while, he fell asleep in Yan Hong's warm arms.

Due to the small space, the whole person shrunk in Yan Hong's arms during the night, looking at her sleeping face with peace of mind, Yan Hong gently pulled the cloak for her.

The chill of the river made the night unconsciously shrink his shoulders through the crystal coffin, and Yan Hong immediately used internal force to warm up his body after noticing it, and he felt the warmth of the night and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the beautiful face of the night and smelling the faint body fragrance on her body, Yan Hong always couldn't help but become obsessed; It wasn't until the cold action of the night that he could wake up his mind, and he was busy transporting internal force to warm his body, in order to make the night sleep more peacefully, Yan Hong didn't dare to look at her charming and charming face.

Waking up from the night of death made Yan Hong feel what kind of sweet torture was, tired of the unchanged scenery, the night turned his attention to Yan Hong who closed his eyes and recuperated his mind, and put his hands on it, causing Yan Hong to have to recite the mantra silently.

Waves of warriors flocked around the snowy mountain, because a common goal was still safe, if the target had a fight, it was inevitable, but the two people who were the targets were still floating leisurely in the forest, without feeling the tension of the outside world.

With each other's backing, you will only know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer tigers to go to the mountains.