Chapter Seventy-Six: Skylight
She bent forward, took the paper umbrella in Zhao Qing's hand, folded it and placed it aside.
Then he raised his hand and helped the person in front of him to take off his robe.
"It's not dawn yet, the master will rest for a while, Qinghuan will press your shoulder."
Zhao Qing's gaze stayed on the woman's snow-white neck, nodded and went to the bed.
Gu Qinghuan knelt on one side, and gently rubbed his shoulders with his cold and slender hands.
"Just fell asleep?"
"I haven't fallen asleep yet."
Zhao Qing nodded, his hands touched the warm futon, and his eyes stayed between the woman's eyes.
"How are you studying the Qi Gathering Pill these days?"
Gu Qinghuan pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile.
"Qing Huan has never studied, but I've thought about one thing in the past few days."
"What's the matter?" Zhao Qing gently leaned on the woman's hand, although it was cold, it was as soft as boneless.
The woman's eyes moved slightly, and she raised her other hand to gently comb the hair around her ears.
"The master's remarks about shackles a few days ago, Qing Huan did not agree."
Zhao Qing looked sideways slightly, waiting for the following.
Gu Qinghuan exhaled like an orchid and spoke softly.
"Qing Huan feels that the world is a mustard that can be ravaged by others."
"All people live under shackles."
Zhao Qing was puzzled: "Why do you say that?" โ
"All men are miserable, like the woodcutter, who makes a living by gathering wood, and the mountains are the shackles that press on him."
"The fisherman fishes and lives on the water, and the river lug locks his life."
"The farmer lives on the field, and the field is the lock."
"Businessmen make a living with money, and lock with money."
Gu Qinghuan breathed softly, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed.
"Even the abbot in the ancient temple can't break free from the shackles of Buddhism."
She took out Zhao Qing's identity card from the spirit ring.
"Qing Huan entrusts this life to his master, and he should take his master as a lock, why can't he be a slave who is controlled by others?"
"The master said that he also has shackles, so he might as well look at it directly."
Zhao Qing's eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts drifted.
Why don't you look straight ahead?
The panel in front of him slowly emerged, Zhao Qing turned his head to look at the stunning face beside him, and a fire was rising in the dantian.
"How do you look directly?"
Gu Qinghuan's slender jade legs stretched out and changed his sitting position.
looked directly at Zhao Qing and said, "The master asked me, if I met other senior brothers...... Will it be the same. โ
"Qinghuan won't."
She then said: "If it is Qinghuan now, I will never give up my life to rely on others. โ
"But ......"
"Qing Huan has now arrived at the master's bed, and it is meaningless to say that, and Qing Huan does not ask the master to believe it."
"The master asked me how to look directly at the shackles......"
"The past is irretrievable, the future is unknown, Qinghuan only knows, and there are no regrets at this moment."
Zhao Qing's heart shook.
The past is irretrievable, and the future is unknown......
He looked at the panel in front of him, stunned.
Unconsciously, a trace of concern buried in Zhongyuan Ye was gone.
"Go and put out the candle."
Gu Qinghuan pursed his lips and shook his head lightly: "No." โ
She lifted her slender hand and brushed her hair behind her ear.
The slender jade legs folded and knelt down......
Leaning over slightly, the beautiful figure is undulating, and the curves are wonderful.
She held the arms of the man in front of her with both hands, and let Zhao Qing hold her slender goose neck.
Gu Qinghuan's gentle face gradually turned red, and there seemed to be flowing water in his eyes.
She struggled to raise her delicate jawline and make eye contact with the person in front of her.
The next moment.
The woman's eyebrows frowned suddenly, but her eyes were still full of smiles.
The hot pain swept all over her body, and she said softly: "Qing Huan is a slave of desire under the control of her master all her life......"
The candle flame on the Dantai danced.
The light in the house shines through the unclosed curtain and falls in the wind and snow outside the Dan Room.
Where the Dantang corridor is back, the wind is whistling, and the snow is flying.
Half an hour later, the wind and snow were heavier, and the hair was flying.
In the huge square of Dantang, you can faintly see the shadow left by the candlelight.
However, in the Dantang on a snowy night, there was no one else.
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The candle flame in the room gradually went out.
As the hour approached, the door of the Eighty Dan Room opened.
Gu Qinghuan's face was slightly red, and he wore a dusty plain skirt to hold an umbrella for Zhao Qing.
The two stepped on the snowy night together, facing the howling wind, and went to the stove to eat.
The woman's lotus steps moved slightly, and the green silk was rubbed by the wind and snow.
Tears flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly turned to face Zhao Qing.
When they looked at each other, the wind and snow seemed to stop for a moment.
But in the next moment, Gu Qinghuan threw the paper umbrella in his hand into the wind...... The light paper umbrella was swept up by the wind and disappeared at the end of the snowy night.
Zhao Qing looked at the tearful eyes in front of him and was shocked that Gu Qinghuan was a little different.
She's laughing.
The goose feathers and snow drifted away, falling on the shoulders and hairs of the two people, and were swept away by the wind.
But there was also a moment when I seemed to be able to glimpse the white head of the wind and snow.
Zhao Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to caress the stunning face in front of him.
I opened my mouth, but I didn't say the words that made a big deal out of the scenery - the umbrella my wife bought for me! What the hell are you......
"You didn't make decisions before."
Gu Qinghuan's beautiful eyes flushed: "Qinghuan has this life, only this one time is enough." โ
Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head slowly.
"No, that's fine."
The woman's body is tense, like a wax figure in the wind and snow.
"Call me Senior Brother."
"Master."
"Call me Zhao Qing."
"Master."
He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Let's go, go eat." โ
Gu Qinghuan stood still, the corners of his lips trembled: "Master...... Can you hug Qinghuan for a moment. โ
Zhao Qing was stunned, and the tip of his nose swelled with sourness.
Suddenly turned around and took the delicate body in his arms.
He seems to ...... I haven't really hugged Gu Qinghuan yet, this is the first time.
The woman put her pretty face on Zhao Qing's shoulder, and raised her arms tremblingly, tightly wrapping around.
It's like a snowstorm.
Zhao Qing's eyes were distracted and he looked at the night sky.
In the wind and snow, the moon is still bright, and among the wisps of stars in the sky, seventeen stars are shining brightly and shining.
It's like seventeen bright eyes, watching all the stories of the world.
Meanwhile......
Danxia City, Bloody Clothes Building.
On the vermilion lacquer dome, a woman in a gauze robe lies on the side of the eaves, staring at the stars.
The aura waves around the body were turbulent, and the snowflakes directly transpired and disappeared when they were close to their bodies.
But the wind ...... can still ravage her green silk.
Zhou Xiaoyi raised her lotus arm lightly, and put her slender hand lazily on her eyebrows.
Look up at the fading starry night through your fingertips.
The onion finger seemed to touch a star in the night sky.
The woman's eyes were intent.
It's close.
It's close.
The star was on your fingertips......
At this moment, the paper umbrella floating from nowhere covered her eyes, isolating the bright starry night.
In the next moment, the sky was already bright, and the starry night disappeared without a trace.
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Danxia Sect, Stove Fang.
A man and a woman strolled here, from snowy night to daylight.
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ps: The last version can't be released, but everyone should have seen it. Now this version does not affect the plot.