(108) There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it

At this moment, Gu Nian walked to Bai Yichen's side from the side: "Bai Yichen, you are sober, Sister Yunxi is no longer here, she wants you to live for her, but look at your current appearance, you only care about sadness, how can you let Sister Yunxi leave with peace of mind." Gu Nian hissed exhausted, a few tears overflowed from his eyes, Gu Nian lowered his head, and whispered silently: "I can also accompany you like her." It's a pity he didn't hear it.

For whom life and death, for whom to speak lightly, a dream for which year, the old people met and smiled.

Bai Ying'er stepped forward and put Bai Yichen's shoulder: "Brother, mourn, let my sister-in-law go at ease, you still have us." ”

Bai Yichen raised his head, saw Bai Ying'er, and called softly: "Little sister~"

"I'm here. ”

Ye Hanyin's eyes looked out through the window, and she couldn't help hating in her heart: she had vowed that if she could live again, she would definitely protect the people around her and prevent them from being harmed, but she was incompetent, and no one could protect her in the end.

Fate comes and goes, but it is just a dream, and the dream wakes up without a trace......

It's night.

Looking back, the wind has lived in the dust, the fragrance and the colors are all gone, the voice is clear, and the song is not moving.

Ye Hanyin bathed and changed clothes from behind the screen, but was stopped and hugged from behind, Ye Hanyin was shocked, and subconsciously stepped on the feet of the person behind him, only to hear the man snort, as soon as his hand was loosened, Ye Hanyin took this opportunity to turn around immediately, and a slap was about to hit it, but the man held his wrist, wrapped his hands around the man's waist, and the two people were close together.

"Hiss~~, night cold sound, murder of her husband. "Ye Hanyin, just listening to the sound of the beating, you don't need to look at your face to know which demon that person is. As soon as Ye Hanyin raised his head, he met Mo Junli's eyes. What kind of eyes were they, like the pearls of the night in the deep sea, shining brightly, staring at her for a moment. Let people get it, how can the demon in the Nine Heavens run to the world and harm people? Who can resist such a demon?

Ye Hanyin fell in Mo Junli's eyes, this is the second time Mo Junli has seen her leave from Bai Ying'er's body, although her appearance has changed, but with this unique emotion with Ye Hanyin, it will never change.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the skin is like clotted white snow. The delicate porcelain-like skin is tinged with a faint pink in the heat, and the water droplets on the green silk seem to fall, and the peerless appearance of the coexistence of fairies and demons is suffocating. This is Hanyin, a Hanyin that belongs to him!

If you use a poem to describe the other party in the eyes of the two, it is: There is a beautiful woman, and she will never forget it!

Mo Junli let go of the night cold sound, paced behind her, and took the towel in her hand to wipe the water droplets on the three thousand green silks for her. Ye Hanyin let him fiddle, but she always felt that her confidence was strange, her parents and clansmen died because of their Mo clan, and she should hate him, but she couldn't hate it.

Mo Junli didn't know what was going on, but he felt that since he woke up, there was a little more estrangement between him and her, and she could alienate herself.

The two of them, without speaking, just like that, the candlelight jumped on the faces of the two, and Ye Hanyin's eyes looked at a budding peach blossom hosta on the dresser, which was carved by Mo Junli himself, she remembered that when Mo Junli brought a hairpin for herself, she said: If you give me a hosta, I will have long hair for you. Wash away the lead, from now on, the end of the day, what about now......

Ye Hanyin took a few steps forward, separating herself from Mo Junli for some distance: "Lord Mo, it's not early, it's time for the little girl to rest." ”

( Is there a manuscript saved!!::>_<::)