3776. Chapter 3776 5K in the depths of the curtain
I don’t know if it’s the wind or him!
The bodies of the two people are inside the curtain.
But she was isolated - a layer of curtain wrapped around her body, and he stood outside the wind, staring at her.
She also stared at him, her heart beating violently.
She would rather believe that it was a dream. Only in a dream could she look at him so unscrupulously.
He is old!
No, no, he is not old.
His silver hair, like some kind of luminous body, lingered around the curtains and brushed down from his shoulders. Sometimes, a few hairs floated up and echoed in the air.
Almost blurring his eyes.
Oh, his eyes - what kind of eyes are they?
Burning with fierce flames, it seemed like pain, like sadness, and even the haggardness and aging that couldn't be shaken from the corners of his eyes - he was old! He was really old.
It's just that he has aged so well.
At this moment, she even thought to herself, how old is he?
Luojia, the God of War, was 28 years old at the time. How old was he?
Why are his eyebrows so strong and handsome? Why is his body so straight?
Even the hot breath from his mouth - so hot in such a gloomy weather, passed from the curtains and almost reached her face - it was the breath of a man she was used to!
She suddenly covered her face.
See yourself in his pupils.
A woman who was extremely haggard, her eyes were swollen, her face was swollen, and even her body under her plain white clothes was shaking constantly.
She suddenly felt very cold and scared.
Yeah, is that Fangfei?
It turns out that I am the one who is getting old.
I have aged so terribly - my hair is all gray - and my whole person is already gray.
Since his "death", she has never had her youth.
She couldn't help herself and took a step back.
She actually didn't want to face him again.
No, if you want to leave here, you must leave here immediately. Never see him again - never want him to see you like this again.
She turned around, but lost her strength.
It has been pulled by the curtain, as if some mysterious force has been calling - just leave here, maybe, see him again, and I don't know when.
No, he won't come after me.
He absolutely won't.
Taking another step forward, there is the mourning hall of his son - the son he loved so much. He always regarded his son as more important than anything else - more important than himself.
How could he pay attention to himself at this time?
She suddenly felt so desperate.
Compared to when Lu Tai and others threatened him just now, he was even more at a loss.
It seems like this is the time when I am truly helpless.
Especially, such a long time - in fact, it was just a moment of relative contact. However, this scene had been in her mind for many years, so she felt that it was long and simply a kind of torture.
He didn't even intend to take the first half step.
She suddenly felt ashamed - she felt like a woman preparing to have an affair.
Think about it, the bones of Emperor Hongwen are not yet cold.
After thinking about it, Hong'er swept his coffin away...
But, who is he - he is Luojia!
Unable to hold on any longer, she turned around and left.
In a hurry, she opened the curtains, but they were wrapped in layers, just like the gloomy weather, wrapping up people and clear things - she struggled so fiercely that she almost tore the curtains apart.
A small cracking sound filled the air with a whimper.
She staggered away.
The arm was caught.
She couldn't believe it and didn't dare to look back.
My body instantly became so stiff.
"Little thing~!"
Such a hoarse voice.
She felt like she was struck by lightning, as if the voice was not real - no, no, no, it was all fake, even the warmth coming from the palm of her hand, the kind of generous, burning palm that belonged to a man - these were all fake...
She struggled a bit, but her hands had no strength at all.
She turned back to look at him, but, whether it was the wind or something else, the curtains floated up again and hung on his body. For a moment, she couldn't see him, and suddenly she took an anxious step forward.
At this time, the wind had just begun to blow.
Under the curtain, his face was revealed - she was taking a step forward and bumped into his arms.
He stretched out his hand and lowered his head. It was just right. Originally, it was just to support him, but it touched her lips——
Like a dragonfly touching water.
She looked at him in shock.
He also looked at her in shock.
The only warmth that came from her lips was her cold, trembling breath; it was also his hot, moist breath.
She closed her eyes slightly, and her body seemed to have lost the strength to support it - it was just a touch - not even a kiss, but her whole body had lost all strength.
She never expected that she would meet him again like this.
She couldn't even see the pain burning in his eyes - the pain of losing her son, the concern for her, the worry, the torment of years of lovesickness... She couldn't see it, not at all.
Only my own beating heart.
Hands touched his chest.
Feeling the heat coming from his chest - she was too cold. She was so cold at this moment that she urgently needed other heat support.
General dizziness.
She couldn't stand firmly.
The body is shaky.
He stared at her firmly, his eyes as hot as fire, always staring at her cold lips.
But I saw her licking her lips involuntarily——
She is completely unconscious.
I just feel that my lips are dry, as dry as my soul, without any moisture.
When the wind blows, it becomes dry and painful.
However, he stared closely - watching how the lips were slightly moist, just like he had just touched them.
There was even that familiar smell, a faint fragrance - after many years, this fragrance has been echoing in his mind and has never been blurred.
Even her cheeks have lost their former beauty and are so haggard.
And her hair - her hair, which was blacker and shiny than her eyes, was also gray.
Gray, just like the human heart.
"Father...you treat me so well...I still want to eat that pastry..."
"Your Majesty, I really like you a little bit..."
His heart suddenly trembled.
Just like her body right now.
She just looked up at him stupidly - at a certain moment, she was just like the little girl back then, so small, so ugly, magically looking at a novel adult - he had always been a novelty to her.
It's like a divine mansion.
She opened her lips slightly, almost shouting out of habit: "Father...Father..."
Just like her despair when he was about to die.
She even unconsciously stretched out her hand to hold those big hands - those big hands had not changed at all, just like in her memory, they were hands used to bows, arrows, swords and horses!
As long as those big hands are there, you are safe!
He stretched out his hand, but timidly stopped in mid-air.
He didn't even dare.
Just quietly, he licked his lips again.
Just like a child full of fear, he is afraid that he will lose his favor in front of an adult and accidentally make him angry.
There was a rush of heat in my heart.
He lowered his head and lowered his lips.
This time, it was definitely not an accidental encounter.
It was he who lowered his head and firmly covered her lips.
The flaming red lips carry a seductive aura.
However, it is not enough, far from enough.
Her head was raised slightly, facing him.
He completely covered her, entangled into a passionate and unrestrained ball, as if he wanted to completely suck out the air in her mouth... Her body swayed from time to time, it was a very strange posture, two people, only two mouths supporting...
…
I don't know whether he reached out his hand first or she.
Maybe it's her.
But, she doesn't care.
Her hands were already tightly hugging his waist - fiercely, using all her strength.
She also felt that his hug was so tough that it almost crushed her bones. The hug was so tight that she even felt a faint pain in her body.
However, all the pain was incomparable to the feeling at this moment - it was too hot.
She went from cold to hot.
As soon as his lips moved away, it was like a cold wind blowing into her chest - she couldn't stand it, her heart was so empty, it was so empty at that moment, she took the initiative and hugged his neck
, regardless of how difficult it was for him to breathe at this time, he had to catch him hard...
She sealed his lips.
Stand on tiptoes.
When he lowered his head, he happened to see her eyes - hazy and blurry, but very clear, just like the girl in the temple back then, with such eager panic and excitement.
Her heart was agitated for a while, and the heart that she thought had died suddenly came back to life - as long as it fell on her body, it was resurrected.
He hugged the petite body tightly in his arms, and suddenly he had an illusion - as if it was not a reunion, but it had always been like this!
She and I have always been together and never separated.
Just holding her waist, I suddenly felt heartbroken - she was so haggard.
How could a woman who has always been so young and pretty become so haggard?
However, this haggardness soon became blurred. As she kissed him, it was like a flower blooming - a flower that was about to wither, but when it encountered the spring breeze, it bloomed with all its strength.
Her face was crimson and her eyes were dim.
The passion seems to last forever, but once it breaks out, it can no longer be controlled.
Both of them forgot about their situation, who they were, and how many years they had spent...
Fang Fei felt that her body was as soft as if she were in boiling water. She could only hear his fierce heartbeat and hot breath, blowing on her neck and ears, one after another, almost completely melting her immediately.
.
It's been too long, it's been too long since I've had such an erotic dream.
My hands are shaking and my feet are shaking.
It's just a hug, but it's like hugging the whole world.
At a certain moment, she suddenly felt very peaceful, happy, and safe.
All the court battles, intrigues, fatigue, orphans and widowers, despair and despair...suddenly disappeared, all of them disappeared.