Nan Xian held Feng Ruqing's hand and exerted slight force.
"No matter what you want to do, all you need is a word and I can help you."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Feng Ruqing raised her head and kissed him on the lips.
With a kiss like a dragonfly's water, the girl wanted to leave his lips.
Unexpectedly, Nanxian suddenly pressed the back of her head with his hand, leaned over slightly, and kissed her softly, once again, on her lips.
In the southern bamboo forest.
The breeze passed by.
The man is dressed in white and covered with snow, and is extremely handsome.
The girl in front of him was dressed in red and looked stunningly beautiful.
Seen from a distance, it is more beautiful than that scroll.
After a long time, the man left the girl's red lips. He put one hand around her slender waist, and his robe was like the wind. He quickly flew into the sky, and after a while, he landed in front of a wooden house.
Inside the wooden house, there is a faint fragrance.
The layout is also simple and elegant.
Just like his calm and calm temperament.
Nan Xian hugged Feng Ruqing and walked towards the wooden bed.
Under the breeze, the girl's black hair was blowing in the wind, a little messy, but still beautiful.
His movements were very gentle, and he slowly placed Feng Ruqing's body on the bed.
The slender fingers passed through the black hair and caressed the girl's face.
"Where is Xiaoqing?" Feng Ruqing asked worriedly.
Nan Xian smiled lightly and curled his lips, "I lost it. It won't be able to come back before tonight."
"Oh, that's good."
Feng Ruqing raised her head, hooked her arms around Nan Xian's neck, and pressed her lips against his.
The man's scent was very elegant, just like jasmine, which she liked very much.
There is a fragrance between the lips and teeth that lingers on.
Sumeru, she let go of the man's lips and smiled lightly.
"Nanxian, do you still remember that I took Qinghan's fruit to save my mother, and my muscles and veins were almost severed?"
"Yes, I remember."
"That time, you saved me, but my Knowledge found a person who looked very similar to you in my body. The difference with you is that he is Bai."
The girl's shallow voice made Nan Xian pause for a moment while stroking her head, and stared at her deeply.
"I don't know if he is you, but I always feel that he and I should know each other."
That time, the sadness in the man's eyes was so strong, it was like a sword, piercing her heart severely.
It made her feel so distressed that she wanted to cry.
Such an elegant person should not be so sad.
"Also, last time, I brought back a painting from the first floor. For some reason, the moment I saw that painting, I was also very heartbroken." Feng Ruqing's smile gradually disappeared, with deep pain in her eyes.
.
The pain also pierced Nanxian's heart and pricked his eyes.
He no longer gave her a chance to speak, and leaned forward to kiss the girl's lips.
This kiss was no longer gentle, as if he wanted to taste all the flavors in her body.
In Feng Ruqing's eyes, Nan Xian is pure, stoic, elegant and cold. This is the first time he has seen him like this.
But she did not reject Nan Xian. Instead, she raised her head and faced the man.
The kiss is passionate and no longer restrictive.
"Qing'er, are you willing to marry me?"
"Yeah" Feng Ruqing tilted her head.
She had always wanted to sleep with the Imperial Master, but she didn't seem to have thought about the issue of whether to marry him or not.
"National Master, tell me honestly, when did you have evil thoughts towards me, and why did I never know about it?" Feng Ruqing narrowed her eyes and asked with a deep smile.
When did you have an idea for her?
If dreams count, it should have been when he was five years old, when he first dreamed of those scenes that broke his heart.