Yang Ran's blood rushed upward, desperately kissing her salty cherry lips, hating to integrate her into his body, and from now on he could really not be separated or moved away.

The red is turned over, and the night is miserable.

In the dark, Gu Qingli took off the last piece of dirty clothes, revealing a flawless body.

Dai Mei Qiu Bo, ice muscles and jade bones, as if God had exhausted all the Zhong Ling fairy rhymes in the world, appeared in front of Yang Ran's eyes again.

Hengduan Mountains, that amazing glimpse, as if it were yesterday.

The peak of the Meteorite Dragon, that lingering night.

On the night of the wedding, the promise of life and death rang in my ears.

The wind is stronger, the rain is wilder, but who cares?

Let the wind and the rain blow away, tonight shouldn't have been their stage.

Gu Qingli groaned lowly, her fiery red cheeks lit up the wildness of the night.

The chill in the room receded unconsciously, and the two hot and youthful lives blended without a gap, forgetting to taste the strongest and most wonderful taste of life, teaching time to stagnate.

Lingering and melting like this, the bed played a symphony of "squeak, squeak, squeak", they no longer worry about the sadness and pain of separation, and only condensed the life of this moment into an unforgettable essence.

Quietly, the rain stopped, and the wind stopped.

A bright moon revealed its bright brilliance from behind the clouds, gently and silently through the window, caressing the fiery bodies of the two of them, sending a blessing and warmth.

Gu Qingli leaned on Yang Ran's chest tiredly and contentedly, panting softly, covering his face with the scattered shiny black hair.

Yang Ran held her in one hand, and gently stroked Gu Qingli's smooth and round fragrant shoulders with the other, with a few more tooth marks on it, which were the seals he left on the woman in his arms.

Quietly, the two enjoyed the peace and abundance after the rain and storm.

No one wants to open their mouths, and first of all, to break this moving tranquility.

It wasn't until a long time later that Yang Ran's hand inadvertently touched Gu Qingli's jade back, and she heard her eyes open with trembling eyelashes, and said with a ruddy face: "You scratched my back." ”

Yang Ran smiled slightly, carefully stroked the scars, and said softly: "This is the flag that my soldiers planted when they came to the city. ”

Hearing this, Gu Qingli was infinitely shy, turned her face away, and saw Mo'er who was sleeping soundly in the cradle not far away, her expression was a little more gloomy, and she asked in a low voice: "Husband, do you say that Mo'er wants to learn martial arts in the future?"

"It doesn't matter if you learn martial arts or not, as long as you can be as beautiful and intelligent as you. ”

"I only hope that she can grow up happily without illness and disaster, and stop working as hard as her father and mother, tasting life and death, sword light and blood. ”

Yang Ran's heart trembled, kissed her on the lips, and then hugged her into his arms: "Qingli, don't think too much, it's late at night, go to sleep." ”

Gu Qingli closed her eyes obediently and nodded, she quietly let her sleepiness gradually embrace her whole body, and said in a low voice: "Xiu Lang, tomorrow morning I will take you to the backyard and let you see an orchid I planted there when I was a child." ”

Yang Ran said softly: "We'll go as soon as the morning dawns, I'm going to plant another one next to that orchid, so that they can be with each other like us, and they won't be lonely and lonely again-"

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of Gu Qingli's mouth, and she slowly sank into sleep.

Yang Ran carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with a futon.

Seeing the tranquil face, and then looking at the well-behaved child in the cradle, his heart was mixed with sweetness and sourness, and he understood that the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of Yiren were tightly entangled in his body and heart from then on, and he could no longer be the unruly prodigal son who had no worries about family affairs.

He put on his shirt and walked to the window, where the smell of earth was thick with smoke.

The night suddenly became so quiet that even the footsteps of the wind were carefully lightened, lest they disturb the sweet dreams of the people in the house.

As the cold moon gradually rose into the sky, Yang Ran suddenly felt a wisp of melancholy, thinking: "When it falls, we only have three days left to stay together." ”

The white horse passed through the gap, three days, too short, too fast!

What happens after parting?

He has too much on his shoulders, and he is destined to go through too many hardships and dangers, but when everything is okay, what will happen when he returns?

Yang Ran didn't know the answer, maybe no one could answer this question except for the heavens in the dark.

His chest was like a boulder pressed against him, and he couldn't help but envy the hungry wolf of the Howling Moon, who could vent all his depression into the vast night.

He was silent for a long time, but he still only kept a ray of moonlight.

......

The next morning, the heavy rain had stopped for a long time, and the bright sunlight woke Gu Qingli from her sleep through the window screen, she opened her eyes and found that her surroundings were empty, so she immediately sat up and exclaimed, "Husband!"

Hearty and familiar laughter came from outside the house, Yang Ran walked over and said with a smile: "I guessed wrong, I originally thought that you would sleep until three poles in the sun and not wake up, but I didn't expect to get up after only two poles and nine poles, which is really surprising." ”

As he spoke, he brought a basin of hot water: "Lazy pig, hurry up and put on your clothes and wash up, didn't you say you were going to take me to the backyard to plant flowers?"

Gu Qingli's pale cheeks gradually regained their bloody color, she sat on the bed and gently hugged Yang Ran's waist: "I woke up and found that you were not around, and I thought I would leave without saying goodbye like last time." ”

Yang Ran smelled the faint fragrance of her hair, and felt even more pity in her heart, and said softly: "No, if I want to leave this time, I will tell you." ”

Gu Qingli smiled and put on her clothes.

This time, she didn't let Yang Ran avoid it again, got up and went down to freshen up, and sat down in front of the dressing table to take care of it carefully.

Women are pleasing to themselves, and they are facing their unforgettable lovers?

Her eyebrows were filled with touching spring tenderness, and she asked while drawing her eyebrows: "Hey, why didn't you see Xiaobai, where did it go?"

The little white in Gu Qingli's mouth, the natural heavenly charm fox, this guy, has been living in the mercenary group very comfortably recently, eating more and more fat, and often running into the room to spread wild, making Yang Ran helpless.

He smiled bitterly: "This guy has already left us alone, it is now wandering around, happy to eat, full of food and drink every day, it will think of us, so ignore it, let's go." ”

"Yes. Gu Qingli also mentioned it in passing, and after dressing up, she followed Yang Ran to the backyard.

The Wolf's Tooth Mercenary Regiment was backed by a hill, which was lush and had a small forest, so they walked for a while, and when they came to the backyard, they heard the sound of the water, and a clear spring gushed out of the cracks in the rocks, merging into a crystal clear stream that meandered eastward and disappeared into the lush trees.

On both sides of the stream, there are clusters of orchids, although it is not yet in full bloom, and it is not a sea of flowers, but the faint fragrance wafts out, refreshing people's hearts.

(End of chapter)