Things are in the past.

It doesn't make much sense to dwell on this issue any longer.

Chen An just frowned and said, "Don't be clever with me, you know what I'm worried about." ”

"Her personality is not as easy to talk as in the previous two lives."

Oh, yes.

If the next person to appear will be the 'mortal' in the third life, I am afraid that the blue star who has just recovered his aura will really fall into a big chaos.

Even all order is very likely to be destroyed in one fell swoop.

She doesn't care who feels it.

"I don't know......"

The system is very innocent.

If it could be concretized, it would definitely shrug its shoulders and spread its hands at this moment.

The boy took a deep breath and resisted the urge to curse.

He looked out the window, and suddenly felt that the moonlight had become much whiter.

Immediately after, a small head emerged from under the windowsill.

It turned out that it was not that the moonlight had turned white, but because there was a touch of snow white blocking the moonlight.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, and her red eyes opened slightly.

It seems that every time she faces Chen An, she returns to when she was still a girl.

In short, it's much more out of the way than usual.

Luo Cong'an blinked.

"Uh......"

"Sir is so elegant, he still doesn't sleep so late."

Although he was bumped into on the spot, Luo Cong'an quickly suppressed the embarrassment that surged in his heart, and turned over cleanly.

She floated lightly into the room, Qingli with an embarrassed but polite smile on her face.

"That...... Good evening, sir. ”

But the expected response did not come.

Luo Cong'an was stunned, and then raised his head.

She was holding her palm at her side, clenching it restlessly.

Could it be that it was because of his rash visit that he made Mr. angry again?

Or did the gentleman never forgive himself for his previous offense?

Or the most rooted, one's own breach of promise......

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Luo's peace of mind.

She plucked up the courage to look, but only saw her husband in a daze.

The young man leaned on the head of the bed, his indifferent eyes in the past also looked a little dull at the moment, and his face was as flat as ever, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Chen An certainly didn't blame her.

In other words, according to his temperament, and the experience he had with Luo Cong'an.

He couldn't think of any blame.

Maybe in that small courtyard, he waited for more than ten years, only in exchange for a blank expanse.

But Chen was clear in peace of mind.

That's not Luo Cong'an's fault.

None of them had the ability to resist at the time.

The agreement between the two to meet is naturally as fragile as paper paste in the face of the invisible hand of fate.

He would be in a daze, just because those mottled fragments in his memory coincided with his eyes little by little.

Luo Cong'an, who has white hair and red eyes, is the complete woman in Chen Anxin.

It's the real her.

I can see it now, but I feel a little emotional.

But the woman standing by the bed obviously didn't think so.

Extremely reluctantly, she took half a step back, pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at the young man on the bed, and spoke softly.

"Sir, haven't you forgiven me?"

"I'm sorry...... It's over the ......."

Thousands of years of crazy search have never moved her.

But now it was just a casual look of Mr., which made Luo Cong'an almost feel suffocated.

She can be the cultivator who incarnates thousands of people and shuttles through the world.

But in front of Mr., she will always be the sensitive and fragile little girl who is abandoned and disgusted by the world.

Chen An's divergent pupils refocused.

He looked at it intently, and suddenly sighed.

He said, "Cong'an, I have forgiven you a long time ago. ”

"It's you who didn't forgive yourself."

The boy's words fell into his ears.

The woman's originally nervous expression was completely stunned.

Her body trembled slightly, and she lowered her head without making a sound.

Silence soon returned to the room.

Chen An is very patient.

He didn't speak again, but looked at her quietly.

Until the woman suddenly made a move to break the atmosphere of silence.

Luo Cong'an almost pounced on it.

She threw herself into her husband's arms, buried her head in her chest, and sobbed quietly.

It seems that he wants to vent all the emotions accumulated in his heart over the years.

Stripped of those hard and powerful shells, she has always been the girl who likes to be spoiled in her husband's arms.

No changes have been made.

"Sir...... Woo, but I, I can't forgive myself......"

She cried and cried, showing her vulnerable side without reservation.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have left my husband in the first place...... Sorry ......"

Luo Cong'an's voice was intermittent.

Mixed with one or two uncontrollable sobs.

She said, reaching out to wipe a handful of her reddened eyes.

But when the hand was stretched out in the air, it was grasped by another slender hand.

The palms of the hands intersected, and there was a warm comfort.

She looked up, and it was the gentleman's gentle eyes, and there was a slight smile.

"Cong'an, I never blamed you."

"Really?"

Luo Cong'an winked and asked tentatively.

Chen An snorted.

He reached out his other hand and gently wiped the tears from her face.

It's slippery, soft and soft, like a jelly.

So he couldn't help but pinch it more.

This is a habitual action, which used to happen when they were together.

Luo Cong'an naturally would not resist.

Her long eyelashes quivered slightly, and her slender gooseneck was tinted a little red in the moonlight.

Chen An did this action, but he actually didn't have any charming thoughts in his heart.

When he finished pinching, he was ready to withdraw his hand.

But he was soon held down by Luo Cong'an.

"Don't ......"

Her red eyes were filled with uneasiness.

Chen An was stunned, so he didn't rush to withdraw his hand.

Anyway, it's just touching your face, it's not a big deal.

It's not like they haven't done anything more affectionate than this.

It's just that both of them were very clean at the beginning.

Chen An has never had any evil thoughts, while the girl is pure-minded and only wants to be close to him.

But now that time has passed, someone seems to have some crooked thoughts about the jockey's contempt for his ancestors.

"Oh, sir, don't move."

Immediately afterwards, Chen An's somewhat speechless voice came.

"You're holding my hand, is that what I want to do?"

"No matter!"

Luo Cong'an retorted with a blushing face.

Although this refutation is so pale and weak.

"Really, sir, I'm just hugging, why are you so stingy......"

"Just a hug?"

"Uh-huh!"

……

……

After a while, Luo Cong'an greeted the moonlight and turned out of the room cleanly.

She recalled her husband's attitude towards her, and the corners of her mouth curled up in smugness.

Sure enough, Mr. is still the same character.

There will always be a day when you will take it down!

When she thought of this, she suddenly felt a little remorseful.

If only the first reunion had not been so impulsive.

Where is the need for such trouble now?

I'm afraid that the child's name will be thought of!

Under the cold moonlight, a cold female voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Luo Cong'an's fantasy moment.

"A perverted ...... who can estrus with her husband"

"Disgusting!"

(End of chapter)