Beihuang's tone was unkind, and Ye Qingcheng was puzzled. He was fine just now, what happened?
Ye Qingcheng's emotional intelligence is not high. At most, she can only choose her own relationship, but she doesn't know how to maintain it.
"Qingcheng, let me ask you, which one is more important, me or Ye Qingge?" Beihuang was obsessed with this and wanted to ask the question.
Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng's eyes were as cold as ice. She glanced at Beihuang indifferently and smiled coldly.
She thought she knew why Beihuang was angry.
"Compared with her? Are you worthy?" Ye Qingcheng stood up suddenly, turned around and left.
She knew that she had no right to be angry at Beihuang. She had seen everything Beihuang did in the past few days. However, Ye Qingge was still her taboo, and no one could surpass Ye Qingge.
Hearing Ye Qingcheng's answer, Beihuang's heart dropped a lot.
He laughed self-deprecatingly. It turned out that he was nothing. Deep in his body, there seemed to be flames burning, eroding his flesh and blood bit by bit.
Seeing Ye Qingcheng getting further and further away, Beihuang dropped the wooden fork in his hand, rushed over, hugged Ye Qingcheng, "I was wrong, don't leave."
He begged, his voice low.
Ye Qingcheng froze, then closed her eyes and sighed, she went too far.
She lowered her head and said, "Beihuang, listen, you are my first man and my only one."
Hearing these words, Beihuang smiled brightly, and the gloom he had just felt suddenly disappeared.
Ye Qingcheng broke away from Beihuang's hands, turned around and faced Beihuang, "If Qingge asks me to kill you, I will never hesitate."
This is her determination, and Ye Qingge is also the one.
The two looked at each other, and the wind passed by silently, quietly, silently, neither one spoke.
Beihuang was so depressed that he reached out with his long arms, hugged Ye Qingcheng's waist, pressed close to his body, lowered his head and kissed her, as if out of anger, fiercely, as violent as a storm, Ye Qingcheng was suffocated and couldn't breathe. At first, she
His eyes opened slightly, then he surrendered and collapsed in Beihuang's arms.
Every part of her face was rotten.
In Beihuang's arms, she is still the most dazzling gem.
The bright moon hides in the dark clouds.
Finally, Beihuang let her go.
Beihuang did not let go of his hands. On the contrary, he hugged Ye Qingcheng tightly, making Ye Qingcheng press against his chest and listen to the strong breathing.
Thump, thump——
Beihuang's chin rested on Ye Qingcheng's head. His face was full of helplessness and bitterness, and his eyes revealed loneliness and bitterness.
He said: "If you want me to die, don't get your hands dirty, I will kill myself."
Ye Qingcheng clenched her hands tightly. She didn't know how to explain it. Ye Qingge was different, and Beihuang was even different. She was willing to risk her life for both.
Ye Qingcheng glanced at the short knife Beihuang put on the ground out of the corner of her eyes. She picked it up, held it with both hands, and prepared to stab her body with all her strength and ferocity.
Seeing this, Beihuang quickly stepped forward, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's wrist, and stopped Ye Qingcheng's movements.
Beihuang's eyes were scarlet red, and he tightened his palms, wishing to cut off Ye Qingcheng's wrist.
There is a dull pain in my wrist, and the night is indifferent.
Beihuang roared: "What do you mean? Do you want to die?"
Ye Qingcheng's hands were flawless, and she was at a loss. For a long time, she looked at Beihuang and said, "If you want me to die, I won't hesitate."
She could only explain it this way.
Beihuang understood that he was just angry, but Ye Qingcheng took it seriously and tried her best to tell him that she had him in her heart.
"Don't do this next time, or I'll make you unable to get out of bed for three days and three nights!" Beihuang breathed out, still feeling frightened when he thought of Ye Qingcheng's ruthless gesture of holding the knife.
Ye Qingcheng was confused and couldn't get out of bed? Beihuang wanted to beat her and scold her, but immediately, Ye Qingcheng reacted and her body felt hot.
"Rogue." Ye Qingcheng secretly sneered.
"It's a pity that you have already boarded the gangster's ship. It is not easy to get off the ship." Beihuang said.
"As long as you don't abandon the ship, I won't disembark," Ye Qingcheng said.
It is unimaginable that Ye Qingcheng would say such words, but whenever Ye Qingcheng thinks of Beihuang's suffering these days and her indifferent attitude in the past, Ye Qingcheng wants to be nice to him.
Beihuang was filled with joy.
He will never get off this ship.
At night, Beihuang leaned against the tree, and Ye Qingcheng rested on Beihuang's thigh.
The next day, before dawn, Beihuang woke up. He carefully held Ye Qingcheng's head and put it on one side, while he quietly got up. His thighs were numb after being pillowed on Ye Qingcheng all night.
Beihuang forked some fish and used flint to light the barbecue. This was the lunch he had prepared for Ye Qingcheng in advance.
Beihuang picked up the dagger, walked to the peach forest, and began to build a house. The craftsmanship may not be good, and the structure may not be grand and beautiful, but he is attentive.
Although the house is small and simple, it is his and Ye Qingcheng's home.
Beihuang thought so.
When Ye Qingcheng woke up, Beihuang's figure had long disappeared. She smelled the scent of fish. She walked to the wooden frame, and the firelight reflected in her eyes.
Ye Qingcheng walked to the wooden stand and ate the fish grilled by Beihuang. She knew where Beihuang had gone without even thinking about it. She didn't look for it or ask. She just stayed there silently, waiting for Beihuang to come back.
After Ye Qingcheng finished eating the fish, he walked to the stream and looked down. He saw a rotten face.
If Beihuang were here, he would find that the rotten area on Ye Qingcheng's face seemed to be less.
Beihuang was working very hard in the Peach Blossom Forest. Before the wound healed, it opened again. But Beihuang felt strange that the wound was not that serious anymore.
Beihuang was focused on building a house and didn't pay much attention to it.
By the evening, the house had taken shape. Beihuang was covered in sweat. He thought about it, took off his clothes, walked into the stream, and took a bath.
He didn't want his body to smell like sweat when he slept with Ye Qingcheng in his arms at night.
Beihuang jumped into the stream, expecting that the wound would sting when it touched the water, but it didn't.
Not only is it not there, but it is very comfortable.
Beihuang was surprised and couldn't help but stay for a while.
When he got dressed and went out to walk in the peach forest, a peach hit him on the head and immediately fell to the ground.
Beihuang knelt down and picked up the peach. He looked up and was surprised and surprised to see that there were actually three peaches on this tree.
Beihuang picked all the peaches, wrapped them up, and walked out of the peach forest.
There was the sound of a piano, like the sound of nature, which circled the beam for three feet, and the lingering sound surrounded the ears.
The farther Beihuang went out, the louder the sound of the piano became.
Beihuang walked out of the winding path and saw Ye Qingcheng playing the piano by the stream. She closed her eyes, the white moonlight was shining, and her white clothes were stained with blood, a kind of sadistic beauty.
If it were daytime, Beihuang might be able to notice that the rot on Ye Qingcheng's face was not so exaggerated.
But in Beihuang's eyes, it didn't matter whether Ye Qingcheng's face was rotten or not.
Beihuang held three peaches in his hands and stood under the tree, listening with a look of enjoyment on his face.
After Ye Qingcheng finished playing, Beihuang walked over and took out the peach, "Qingcheng, eat quickly, this is today's dinner."
Ye Qingcheng put down Fu Xiqin, took the peach, blinked, and took only one, "I'll be full after eating one, and you can eat the rest."
Beihuang said: "There are a lot of peaches in the peach forest. I have already eaten them. You eat them first. You can't eat them for breakfast tomorrow."