Hua Yinglou, Shen Shi three o'clock, the boy is still asleep, last night's continuous battle overdrew all his energy, after returning in the morning, stained with a pillow, Qingya fell asleep.

It seems that I have never slept so late as I did today, I used to be at the bottom of the mountain, and I had to run around before dawn, worrying about my livelihood that day. Later, on the mountain, every morning, the master would accompany him to practice, which is really rare like today.

Qing Ming also lay quietly on the table in front of the window, and the dark red lines on the sword body were flashing bright red with Qing Ya's long breathing.

"Squeak", the door was gently pushed open, a corner of lotus lotus skirt bloomed on the threshold, Hua Qing'er walked in with brisk steps, the smoke cloud Luo skirt was like a peach blossom blooming, she was more bright than the stamens of the branch.

She quietly came to the green cliff and looked at the young man who was still sleeping in front of her, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sly smile.

Hua Qing'er leaned down slowly, and the few red coral hanging from the royal blue dots and emerald pearl hairpins in her hair swayed gently, creating an ambiguous atmosphere at this time.

Wrapping a strand of hair hanging down from his chest around his fingertips, leaving only a long end of hair, Hua Qing'er slowly approached Qingya's face, and slowly placed the tips of the hair under Qingya's nose, and the silky hair swayed back and forth under Qingya's nose, like velvet caressing Qingya's skin.

It seems to be the fragrance of citrus in autumn, stimulating the taste buds of Qingya, the ancients once said that Wangmei quenches thirst, today Qingya just smells the fragrance of Huaqinger's hair in his sleep, and he can't help but want to drool.

So, the body's functions reflexively prevented this from happening, and he woke up.

With a "snort", Qingya sat up with her mouth covered, smacked her mouth carefully, and swallowed a few more times, but fortunately, she didn't drool.

Hua Qing'er, who was lying on Qingya's body, was thinking about the next move, but she didn't expect that the person in front of her woke up and sat up quickly, in order to prevent being hit, Hua Qing'er quickly leaned back, but she lost her balance with too much force for a while, and could only wave her arms indiscriminately to seek balance.

Besides, Qingya woke up and was still in the confusion of the waking stage, and when she opened her eyes, she happened to see Hua Qing'er falling backwards in front of her bed, and before she had time to think about it, Qingya quickly grabbed her right hand and pulled her back to herself.

So there was such a scene in this small room: a young man wearing only a nightgown pulled the wrist of a beautiful girl, the girl's clothes were a little messy, and her expression was a little flustered.

Luckily, no one else saw it.

"The sun is about to set, Qingya, aren't you hungry, don't you hurry up and eat. I said, did you two go as thieves last night? Qing'er, is this girl coming to you again?"

Red Sleeves muttered as he walked sideways into the room, but was stunned by the two who were pulling and pulling.

"Yikes,"

After all, he was a little older, and Red Sleeves didn't run away in a panic, but made fun of the two: "Even if the two of you have a good relationship, you don't have to get tired of being together as soon as you wake up." Or do you cultivators all conform to your heart's desires like this, and it's still a long time coming. ”

After brushing it, Hua Qing'er's face was even more vivid than the sunset, and she hurriedly tidied up her clothes, lowered her head, and ran out in three steps and two steps.

"Qing'er, don't go, I'll act like I didn't see anything, you go on."

Red Sleeves continued to tease her, and Hua Qing'er ran faster.

"That, Sister Redsleeves, you ......"

Qingya pulled up the quilt to cover her body, and her movements were a little twisted.

"What am I, you are a boy who is so shy, hurry up, it's going to be dinner soon."

After the red sleeves left, Qingya got out of the quilt and began to dress and wash.

Pushing open the door, the sun gradually sinks in the west, raise your eyes and look into the distance, the clouds and shadows are golden, heavy like a painting, curved like a screen, and the ripples on the West Lake are also dyed with gold edges, just like the golden fairy skirt.

When eating dinner, Hua Qinger still buried her pretty face in the rice bowl, didn't ask about the things at the table, and only did the food in front of her.

Qingya wanted to laugh out loud when she saw him so cute, but after thinking about it, she seemed to have made her so shy, so she had to hold back her laughter.

Qingya gently rubbed Hua Qing'er's arm next to her with her arm, and the busy beauty next to her stopped what she was doing, and glanced at her with a "don't mess with me" look.

"Sister Qing'er, let's go out for a walk later, for apologies, all the expenses for the evening are covered by me."

"When did you become so rich, it couldn't be that you secretly hid a few silver tickets on your body in the City Lord's Mansion last night." Hua Qing'er muttered quietly.

"Of course not, before going down the mountain, the master gave me a lot of money, she said that walking the rivers and lakes, it can be difficult to be a hero with a penny, so in the red dust, the money must be enough."

What a simple yet unshakable truth.

"What are you two whispering there?" The sister next to her asked Hua Qing'er curiously.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, that ...... I'm done eating, I'll go out for a walk with Qingya, you use it slowly. Hua Qing'er put down the dishes and chopsticks, pulled Qingya, and ran out of Huayinglou through the side door.

The early summer evening breeze blows away the heat of the day, and in the cool evening, people have taken to the streets to comfort their bodies and minds after a long day.

In the Goolan tile shop, enjoy the opera and listen to the music, in the red boat of the song building, the beauty is picturesque. The most popular place is the night market, which connects the streets.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Looking at Hua Qing'er shuttling between the various small stalls, Qingya felt a little trance.

In the past, I never thought that there was any nostalgia in this world, so I wanted to climb to the sky, and I asked the immortals, and the world of cultivation was mysterious and mysterious, attracting me everywhere.

But the short time in Huayinglou and the experience of going down the mountain in the past few days made Qingya feel that there is also beauty in the world.

The children huddled together, laughing innocently, a string of sugar paintings is the beautiful thing they make today;

The lovers who walked hand in hand, they told each other about their current situation, discussed their future, and I don't know what the man said, the girl instantly blushed.

And the family holding the wife and the child, the warmth of this moment is enough to sweep away the fatigue of the day.