The sunset had already reached the window, and the last touch came in was a bloody red, which made the whole house suddenly become very, very bright. At a moment, Luo Jia even thought it was early morning - it was the light of dawn,
The bright day began.
This brought incredible hope and shock, as if I was in a calm place, beside Yinyue Lake in Beiwudang, everything had just begun, and everything was still in time. Just like the long quarrel with her.
In winter, summer, and then, the ice and snow melt.
The wind is fresh, the air is fresh, and the people around you are so sweet.
He also felt sleepy and wanted to take a nap, but he couldn't bear it. He felt that his body in his arms had become so warm, so fragrant and soft, just like the small stove in the past, baking himself so hotly.
If life is a long winter, then she will always be the stove in her arms.
In fact, according to the rules of the Xianbei people, in order to maintain combat effectiveness and to exercise their bodies and will, furnaces are not allowed to be produced in winter.
However, Luo Jia couldn't remember when she broke this rule - just like taking drugs, sometimes, even he couldn't tell whether she was a stove in reality or a stove in her spiritual world.
His hug became even tighter.
When she holds this way, even death goes far - just like a kind of compensation brought by her youth, a strong confrontation, against the gradually passing heat of her decayed life.
She is helping herself add.
When Luo Jia opened her eyes to look at her, she saw that her face was haggard, her hair was scattered, her eyes were black, her lips were chapped, and her whole body was like a yellow leaf in the autumn wind.
Only the long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Just a moment of rest, it is like a person who has been walking for a long time at night. He needs a rest, just a rest.
Perhaps, less than half a stick of incense was enough, she suddenly opened her eyes, as if she woke up from a sleeping dream, sweet, joyful, irresistible joy: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty is holding me...