Qingzi looked up at Ci Yuehua suspiciously, and saw the other party smiling proudly: "A man's waist and abdomen can't be touched casually, this time it's you who take the initiative, you can't blame me anymore." ”

After speaking, he lifted Qingzi's chin and blocked it.

Qingzi's eyes widened in disbelief, after so many years in her two lives, how could she have ever seen Ci Yuehua take the initiative so much?

Isn't it raining red today?

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her lips, and those dark eyes with a little lust were looking at her steadily.

"Can you still wander at this time?"

Qingzi's lips moved, and before she could speak, she was blocked again.

Is this a misfire?

In a daze, Qingzi didn't know how she got back to the room, and when she came back to her senses, she had already been put on the bed by him.

At this moment, the green posture is like a flower watered by the drizzle, bright and moving, and a pair of water-cut autumn pupils can see that the moon is even more dry.

I don't know how long the pair of lip flaps have been destroyed, they are already bright red as if they have been stained with rouge, and there is obvious redness and swelling.

Looking at Ci Yuehua's increasingly hot gaze, Qingzi was a little flustered, but at the moment she paid more attention to herself.

She turned over and sat up, looked at herself, and saw that the clothes were still there, and she was slightly relieved, fortunately, she didn't run back naked, although she thought that the clothes were worn by the master, and she was shy in her heart.

Seeing her move, a smile pressed into the corner of Qi Yuehua's eyes, she opened her lips lightly, and her voice was still hoarse, "Don't worry, I won't do those things without your consent." ”

Qingzi coughed uncomfortably twice, and then looked at the room, only to realize that this was not his residence.

She slowly stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first." ”

As soon as she turned around, her hands were grabbed by a pair of warm large palms, "Aren't you sleeping here?"

Qingzi opened her eyes, "Then where do you sleep?"

"This is my room, and I naturally slept here. ”

Qingzi tugged at the corners of her mouth, is this person making fun of himself again?

As if knowing what she was thinking, Ci Yuehua opened her mouth to explain: "Your room hasn't been cleaned up yet, and you can't live in it now, my bed here is very big, enough for two people to sleep." ”

Qingzi thought about it and understood, it must have been said before that she would be expelled from Kunlun Mountain, and her room would naturally not be saved.

Looking at the bed in front of her, Qingzi frowned, although she tried her best to get close to her master before, but the current situation is very different from the beginning, coupled with the friendly "exchange" between the two before, she didn't dare to lie on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she didn't move, Ci Yuehua lay down on the inside of the bed first, and then stretched out her hand and said, "Come on." ”

Qingzi swallowed his saliva, his words, his posture, why is it so like an invitation?

Looking at Ci Yuehua's expectant eyes, Qingzi closed her eyes and fell to the bed.

Anyway, she didn't sleep in his bed once or twice, why did she suddenly squirm and pinch, this is her man, and sooner or later he will have to share the same bed.

Ci Yuehua withdrew her empty hand, and she didn't lose it, but hooked her lips happily.

Qingzi only gave him a back, facing the outside, silently reciting the secret of purifying his heart in his heart.

But even if she kept talking, the intimate picture of the two before and the inviting posture of Fang Cai Yuehua still kept appearing in her mind.

Qingzi said in her heart: If she doesn't stop thinking in her heart, she is afraid that she will be seduced by the person behind her to do something inhumane.

At this moment, she could clearly feel that the source of warmth not far away was seeping into her side through the futon, making her side warm up.

Why is the temperature getting higher and higher?

Qingzi was having this question, and she felt a strong arm stop on her waist, and the next moment her whole person was tightly wrapped in the arms of the person behind her.

Qingzi secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stiffened and did not dare to move.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've hugged you like this. Ci Yuehua buried her head in the back of Qingzi's neck, and the scorching breath made Qingzi's skin red.

Qingzi didn't know what to do to react, and her body was tense all the time.

Maybe it's because I'm still a human now, or maybe it's because my current situation is very different from before, so when facing this situation, Qingzi doesn't know what she should do.

Ci Yuehua also understood Qingzi's mood at the moment, and did not make any further movements, only said in a muffled voice: "It's not early, go to sleep." ”

Qingzi was woken up by a dull pain in her abdomen, a pain that she could only feel, but it couldn't be relieved, as if something inside had kicked her hard.

She clutched her stomach uncomfortably, and the next moment, she felt a hot current gushing out from below.

Qingzi is only a thriller, she is the season of the year to come to Kwai Shui again!

She was about to quietly get out of bed and deal with it herself, but Ci Yuehua was awakened by the smell of blood.

Compared with Qingzi's slow half-beat reaction, Ci Yuehua's reaction can be described as fast.

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he hugged Qingzi by the waist, hugged her to the edge of the pool, and thoughtfully sorted out all her clothes from the inside out and put them on the edge of the pool.

"You deal with it yourself first, and I'll go cook you a bowl of ginger brown sugar. He didn't look behind him, but went straight to the kitchen.

Qingzi's physique is special, he knows this better than anyone else, and he also knows that she will be uncomfortable, so he thought about boiling a bowl of brown sugar water, and by the way, he also sewed a warm bag for her.

When Qingzi returned to the room, the mattress on the bed that had been soaked by her had been changed by Ci Yuehua, and he was sewing her most essential things there at the moment.

Seeing her come back, Ci Yuehua casually raised her chin towards the table, "Well, the soup is there, you can drink it while it's hot." ”

Qingzi blushed and took a few sips of the soup, and then said weakly: "I'm sorry for making your bed dirty." ”

Ci Yuehua raised her eyebrows, "What's so sorry?"

After saying that, he handed the thermos bag he had sewn earlier to her, and his voice was soft, "How is it?

Qingzi nodded honestly, it was really uncomfortable, it was uncomfortable alone, and it was uncomfortable in my heart.

She hasn't woken up for three years, and she has forgotten that she still has such a thing, once a year, but not every time she is on time, she can't prevent it, and she is not prepared at all.

"It feels much better to put a warm bag on your abdomen. After speaking, he said, "Don't worry, everything is with me." ”

"Uh" This made her a little unable to answer, so she had to watch Ci Yuehua's hand move non-stop.

"How is it? Is it okay?" asked Qingzi with a smile as she raised the month's work in her hand.

The corners of Qingzi's mouth twitched, yes, yes, but she wanted to know more about how your old man was so skilled at making this thing?

As if hearing his heart, the smile on the corner of Ci Yuehua's mouth continued, "I have sewn it up myself for the past three years, practice makes perfect." ”

Three years?

Qingzi's eyes widened.

So even if her soul is not there for three years, her body is still very responsible year after year, right?

Thinking of these things that had been handled by this fairy-like person in front of him for three years, Qingzi felt hot all over his body, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

"It's still early, do you want to sleep for a while?" Understanding Qingzi's discomfort, Ci Yuehua made a very intimate suggestion.

Qingzi raised her eyes and looked outside, it was already midday, but only a little light appeared on the horizon, and it was indeed a little early.

So she accepted Ci Yuehua's suggestion with peace of mind, walked over and lay down on the bed and continued to rest.

Her Kwai Water was different from others, and it consumed much more energy than ordinary people, so it only took a moment for her to fall asleep.

Ci Yuehua put down the sewn menstrual belt in her hand, walked over and lay on Qingzi's side, one hand on her lower abdomen, and the spiritual power in her palm surged, beginning to relieve her discomfort in her body.

In the confusion, Qingzi felt that the stuffy pain in her abdomen had been reduced a lot, and the frowning brows that had been frowning finally loosened and entered a deeper sleep.

On this day, Kunlun Mountain is much more lively than in the past, with lights everywhere and people buzzing.

Tomorrow is the succession ceremony of the new young master of Kunlun Mountain, except for a few sects with good friendships, the rest are stuck in time, and the contempt for Kunlun Mountain is self-evident.

Although the disciples were unhappy in their hearts, they didn't dare to say anything, they only suppressed these dissatisfaction in their hearts, and they were even more resentful of Shi Qianqiu in their hearts.

If it weren't for his own initiative to expel Elder Xianyun's apprentice from the sect, they wouldn't have lost two masters in Kunlun Mountain at once.

Fortunately, they are all back today, and I hope they can deter those evil sects. There was silence in the Luoying Palace, as if it was two worlds from the festive noise outside.

But it didn't take long for the silence to be broken.

Ci Yuehua was sitting at the table looking at the books, when suddenly his expression moved slightly, and he quietly left the room and appeared in the main hall.

"What?"

I haven't seen him for a few years, Huo Fengxing has already transformed into a mature and attractive man, and his delicate appearance is a little less youthful.

He wasn't surprised to see Ci Yuehua's cold face, but he just looked behind him a few times, and didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he couldn't help but ask him: "The junior came to congratulate the new lord of your sect on the succession to the throne instead of Wanyang Sect, I haven't seen the sect master for a long time, but why don't you see Qingzi?"

Ci Yuehua knew about Huo Fengxing, and she didn't feel unhappy because he asked Qingzi, but patiently explained: "She is still resting." ”

Huo Fengxing nodded, he hesitated for a moment and said, "The junior heard that she was seriously injured, but now she is better?"

"It's fine. ”

After such a question and answer, Huo Fengxing couldn't find anything to continue talking to Ci Yuehua, so he planned to get up and say goodbye, and wait until Qingzi got up to visit.

The next moment, Ci Yuehua said: "She's about to get up, if you're fine, you can wait here for a while." ”

Huo Fengxing immediately nodded, "Then it's just so good that I'm fine, I'll wait here for her to wake up." ”

Ci Yuehua bowed slightly, didn't care about him, and left directly.

Qingzi woke up naturally from sleep, feeling that his body was much refreshed, and he involuntarily called out and then turned his head to look next to him, and there was no figure at the moment.

She slowly got up and went down to the ground, the room was empty at the moment, looking at the sky outside, thinking that the master was out, she didn't care.

She paced slowly to the wall not far from the bed, and looked up at the familiar scroll hanging on the wall.

Qingzi remembered it, it was her first birthday gift to Ci Yuehua.

She reached down and unfolded it, looking at it as she pressed the button switch next to it.

Familiar pictures flashed before her eyes.

Suddenly, Qingzi raised her eyebrows, stopped pressing the button, and looked at the picture that appeared at this moment.

It was a picture of a sea of flowers, and in the sea of flowers stood a slender back, with a white coat and a red veil draped, and half of the side eyes in the flowers, like a fairy.

This is the portrait that the master painted for her at the beginning, but she didn't expect to be put into this painting by him.

In the future, there are many more, all about her, a smile and a smile, all in it.

Qingzi suddenly felt happy in his heart, and when he looked at it, he found that there was an image of the paper that seemed to have been ravaged by something, crumpled, and even if it had been carefully ironed, it still had flaws.

This picture is also hers, it should have been drawn by Shizun with his own memory, and it is a complete portrait of the front.

In the portrait, she has a clever smile, bright eyes, but a very compassionate face, but because of these inconspicuous creases, her face looks much more distorted.

Qingzi squinted, all these portraits were well reported, but this one was damaged.

She continued to press it, and found that the portrait had become the portrait of Ci Yuehua that she had drawn.

She didn't think that it was Ci Yuehua who replied to her portrait, thinking of what Ci Yuehua said before that Ning Yin slept in her bed, she couldn't help pursing her lips.

With such a connection, you don't have to think much to know what is going on.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened, and Ci Yuehua walked in with a food box, and her eyes grabbed her. "Are you awake?"

Qingzi nodded and hung the portrait back up.

Sensing that something was not right in the atmosphere in the room, he glanced at the scroll, and immediately understood, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect it." ”

Qingzi walked to the table and opened the food box, glanced at him when he heard the words, and said, "What does this have to do with you, and it's not your fault." ”

Ci Yuehua didn't continue to talk about this matter, took out breakfast from the food box and put it in front of Qingzi, and said softly: "After breakfast, go to the palace, there are guests." ”

Qingzi paused when she heard this, looked up at Ci Yuehua and asked him, "Huo Fengxing?"

"Guess so accurately?" Qi Yuehua smiled, laughing in a deep arc, looking a little yin and yang. For his sweetheart to guess other men, he felt sour.

Qingzi didn't bother to care about the little Jiujiu in his heart at the moment, and said, "Who else can there be besides him who has that leisure?"

"Going to see me?"

Qingzi began to gulp porridge and said vaguely: "I haven't seen you for a long time, so when the old person comes to visit, I naturally want to see you." ”

After eating in three or two, the mess was thrown to Ci Yuehua, and Qingzi went to the main hall to meet friends.

Huo Fengxing was sitting there bored, looking east and west, and when he saw Qingzi walking in, he immediately got up and greeted him.

"I haven't seen you for many years, I miss it so much!"