Feng Wu endured it feebly, closing his eyes and drifting with the waves like a small boat in the ocean. He did not look at Qin Yichuan's dangerous and cannibalistic eyes.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the moon's light shone on the window and fell on the two of them through the bronze mirror placed on the table. The picture was particularly beautiful.
Early the next morning, with the sun shining brightly, Qin Yichuan felt that his whole body was smooth. Usually the poison in his body seemed to weigh him down and he could hardly breathe, but this time he felt particularly relaxed.
I wanted to move my arm, but it was pressed by something. I turned sideways and saw a face that was sleeping but full of exhaustion: "Madam."
Qin Yichuan gently stroked her face, and the memories of last night came to him like a tide.
His eyes were instantly filled with remorse and regret, and his golden eyes flashed with dark shadows.
Lifting the quilt and staring at his masterpiece last night, Qin Yichuan's whole body trembled.
He had really hurt his wife. He gently touched the mottled purple marks. Qin Yichuan looked at his hands and wished he could chop them into pieces.
Feng Wu seemed to feel the uneasiness of the people around him. He struggled to open his eyes and saw Qin Yichuan's haggard face and his golden eyes full of regret.
She looked at him softly and murmured: "Husband."
She coquettishly leaned into his arms. Although she was very tired, it worked, and the stone hanging in her heart also fell: "It's good if you wake up."
Qin Yichuan carefully held the person in his arms, and their skin touched each other. After last night, Feng Wu felt no awkwardness at all.
On the contrary, Qin Yichuan's body stiffened for a moment, then softened again, and he gently held Feng Wu's head with both hands.
He buried his head in her neck, and that time he really cried. He kept saying, his tone full of fear: "I'm sorry, madam, I'm sorry."
Feng Wu touched his waist, held his hand and placed it on the beating position of his heart: "Husband, don't be sad. We are truly husband and wife now. When the time comes, we will not be able to fly away even if disaster strikes."
, we can only be tied together for the rest of our lives, so you have to live well with me, I also want to live a long life."
After saying that, I fell into a deep sleep. I was really tired last night.
Qin Yichuan held Feng Wu tightly and did not dare to move. For a long time, his arms became numb, and he kept this posture.
The golden eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and there are still tears hanging on the wet long eyelashes around the eyes.
The voice was so hard that only she could hear it: "Okay, madam, I will live a long life, as long as you don't leave me."
Feng Wu felt that he had slept until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and then he finally calmed down.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Yichuan's chin with a green beard sprouting out. He raised his head and took a bite on it. He just woke up and his voice was still hoarse: "You just keep this posture, maybe you can't feel your arms anymore?"
After saying that, she poked him gently and looked at his reaction. Sure enough, why was her husband so cute?
"Madam." Qin Yichuan had been guarding Feng Wu. Now he woke up, and finally his golden eyes lit up again.
His golden eyes reflected Feng Wu's face, and he looked at her quietly but nervously, not letting go of any emotion on her face.
Feng Wu's eyes still reflected Qin Yichuan's handsome face, although it looked very vicissitudes of life now.
The two of them just looked at each other quietly, with their own figures reflected in their eyes. Without any words, they could feel the most intense and sincere emotions between them.