262 No regrets, warm embrace (I am really not good at writing sweet, good cards)
"Senior brother." Nangong Baiye said with a smile: "I am praising you. If you don't believe me, take out your magic mirror and ask it who is the most beautiful person in the world."
Beiming Liancheng pressed his aching Naoren'er: "You should regret it."
"Hey!" Nangong Baiye stretched out his hand and hugged the man's waist, with a look of scorn on his face: "You want to start chaos but give up?"
Beiming Liancheng tapped her forehead with his finger, leaving her to do nothing, and said in a slow tone, "You have always been the one who always gave up."
"I..." Nangong Baiye opened his mouth, but suddenly he remembered her back that made him wait and wait in the snow, and his eyes darkened.
Then, the child became much quieter. He stretched out his hand when asked, washed his hair when asked, and did not dare to make trouble with Beiming Liancheng. He stretched out his arms obediently and allowed him to wet him.
Beiming Liancheng looked at her little appearance, and his eyes softened. There was warmth in his chest. He picked her up and lay on the soft black fur, enjoying the intimacy between skin and skin. His hands patted her.
her back, and her thin lips would occasionally kiss her forehead.
This posture was very comfortable. Nangong Baiye rubbed his face. He was very tired, but he didn't want to sleep: "Brother, have you ever written poems for women?"
"No." Beiming Liancheng freed his arm for her to rest on.
Nangong Baiye smiled and rolled his eyes: "You're really inexperienced. Do you want me to teach you a few tricks?"
"Do you want me to go out and find a woman?" Beiming Liancheng's eyes darkened: "Stop your stupid idea!"
Nangong Baiye froze, feeling like he was being seen through.
Beiming Liancheng raised her chin and took a deep breath, but still couldn't control the strength in his hands: "What are you thinking about?"
"That woman... although I don't want you to touch her." Nangong Baiye opened her thin lips with difficulty: "But compared to this, I don't want to see you get hurt."
Beiming Liancheng frowned: "I won't let her touch it."
"I know." Nangong Baiye buried her face in his neck: "But you will be in pain..." Otherwise, he wouldn't be here now. There is still blood on the corner of his mouth, and even the ends of his hair are starting to turn gray.
If so, how long can we hold on?
The devil has no tears.
Beiming Liancheng has always felt that tears are just a kind of human secretion.
It's like saliva and snot, sticky and not clean at all.
The last time he saw her cry, he forced her to do so.
The tears at that time would only make Beiming Liancheng feel cold, and his chest would feel empty.
Because the relationship between the two people was completely destroyed by him, it seemed that it would never be possible to return to the way it was before.
But now, the tears were running down his neck, seeping into the texture drop by drop, as if it could melt the bone marrow, warm, salty, and slightly astringent.
Bang!
There seemed to be a sound in the chest.
Beiming Liancheng almost had an illusion. After being stunned for a while, he realized that all the abnormalities in her today were because of him.
At first she was angry, then she became impolite, and in the end she became well-behaved. She just wanted to make him happy...
"You are so hopelessly stupid." Beiming Liancheng picked her up and didn't wipe her tears at all. He moved awkwardly but gently rubbed her eyes.
After Nangong Baiye heard the word "stupid", all the pain and tears disappeared, and he argued angrily: "Brother, you always say that I am stupid, where am I stupid? I have given birth to a child as smart as Xiao Miao.
, it’s not convincing at all that you’re questioning my IQ now!”
"Xiao Miao..." Beiming Liancheng held her head and spoke concisely and to the point: "Obviously, apart from his love of silver, which is up to you, other genes are obviously inherited from me."
Hey hey hey, what's up with your lucky tone?
Nangong Baiye gritted his teeth, but felt relaxed in his heart. As long as he smiled, would it reduce his pain a little bit...
The two of them just half hugged each other, whispering a few words from time to time. He rolled her up in his fur, held her in his arms, put his chin on her forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and opened his long and thick eyelashes.
A dark shadow.
Nangong Baiye thought he was asleep, and just when he wanted to take a rest, there was a deep sound in his ears...