Applying the medicine to the top, the painting heart inevitably felt shy, and the dust with the light fell the curtain, and the lamp and candle were blown out.

He is very good at medicine, and he is naturally very familiar with the structure of the human body, even if it is dark, it does not affect him to take medicine for her, and he can even avoid the parts that should not be touched very accurately, and the gentleman's character can be seen in general.

Jian Ling Yunshu was originally watching the excitement, but suddenly his eyes were dark, and he couldn't help but turn over and prepare to sleep, but suddenly heard a soft voice shouting, "Daddy, where are you going, Qing Chu wants Daddy to sleep with him." ”

It immediately rolled over again, lit up with a shimmer, and looked with interest at the same dust as the light. I can't take my eyes off and look forward to watching a lively fragrance of monks and fairy aunts.

Huaxin didn't stop the Qing Dynasty, and he didn't respond to the light and dust, but just took off his coat and lay down beside Huaxin.

The two of them lay together on the bed in an orderly manner, although it was dark in front of them, but the painting heart could feel that in this boundless night, he was watching him at a short distance.

I don't know what he was thinking, and he suddenly said, "Chenchen, sometimes you are really like the person in my heart, he used to treat me like you with tenderness like water, I thought that it would be eternal, but later I realized that it was just a short life." ”

It was so short that she knew his infatuation, and he gave her his life. Relive a life, forget the past, and be affectionate.

As she spoke, she reached out to stroke his eyebrows, although it was a completely different outline, but the aura on her body was too similar, which always gave her the illusion that he was Junyi.

She thought that if she didn't have those eyes that could only see skin, the person she identified would definitely be him.

However, she had already identified Shuyi.

And married Shuyi.

There is also a child of Shuyi.

That's why she said at the beginning that the order of life is very important.

Now, even if she loves him again, she can't give him anything.

Probably, the only thing that can be done for him is to let go.

So, she stroked his delicate eyebrows, red eyes, with tears, pretending to be calm and said, "Chenchen, if you go back tomorrow, don't come back, Qingge is a good girl, you can still have a good life with her, goddess tears, if there is, let Xuan Yin send it to me, if not, it doesn't matter, don't embarrass her." ”

"Don't think about it. Baiwei Chenza, who was asked by her with Guang Tongchen, turned sideways, hugged her in his arms, and pecked her lightly on the forehead, "The poor monk promised you that he would definitely come back." ”

Junyi also gave her a promise in the next life, but he broke his promise, she didn't dare to believe anyone anymore, but at this moment, she couldn't help but believe him.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes and continued to chatter, "I am very grateful that you came to save me this time, and I am also very guilty of having you and me escape from the world." Since I came to earth, you are the best person for me, so I want you to live better. ”

"You and the early Qing Dynasty are fine, and the poor monks can be well. ”

"Aren't you thinking about the people of the world?"

"Well, it used to be. He Guang Tongchen responded, rubbed his chin against her forehead, and suddenly quipped, "It is estimated that you are too fat, so fat that after you live in the heart of a poor monk, there will be no room for others in it......"

Halfway through his words, he was suddenly covered by the painting heart.

She thought of Junyi again, as if she had teased her when Junyi roasted her rabbit before.

Thinking of the disappointment of "Junyi", she leaned into his ear and said, "Don't promise me anything, just like him, promised, if I can't do it, I will be sad." ”

After a moment of silence, he said to Guang Tongchen, "The poor monk is different from him. ”

The painting is silent, she thinks they are too similar, like she often can't tell the difference.

The night was cold, she shrank into his arms, and suddenly thought of Shuyi again, and sighed secretly: Also, you are indeed different from him later, you are a gentleman, he is a beast......

“......”

Yun Shu, who was going to see the Living Spring Palace, saw that Heguang Tongchen was just sleeping with a painting heart and clothes, and couldn't help but be deflated again, shrinking into the sword and sighing that this life was too dull and tasteless......

There are no benefits at all......