As the sky gradually became late, Zhan Jieyu's body gradually became warmer and warmed up, but she had not woken up.
Lan Wu said: "Miss Zhan should wake up early tomorrow morning. It is normal for coma, so don't worry."
After saying that, she walked into the kitchen to cook and cook. Mei Qingchen walked in naturally. One was cooking fire and the other cut vegetables, and the other was having fun. The thick curtain was accidentally hung on the wall. The scene in the kitchen was light song.
See clearly.
Qingge blinked his dry eyes and suddenly thought bitterly, "She and Ji Yue, one day, will they be like this and not care about the world?"
After the food was cooked, Lan Wu served it while it was hot, but unfortunately there was only one chair.
"Miss Ye, please sit down." Lan Wu said with a smile.
Qingge shook his head.
Mei Qingchen pressed Lan Wu on the chair, "You are weak and have been exhausted for a day. You can't continue like this."
"Miss Ye is a guest." Lan Wu wanted to speak but stopped.
"She is strong and does not care about the details of her meals, just be full..."
Mei Qingchen's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Lan Wu in a daze, and Lan Wu also opened his pair of black eyes that were graceful.
Lan Wu opened her red lips slightly, and she wanted to ask, "How do you know that she is strong and not care about the details?" But she dared not. She was afraid that the answer would cause her to collapse. Her love would continue to deceive herself like this and make a prison.
Mei Qingchen's back was quite stiff.
Qingge's eyebrows were still the same. She held the bowl full of rice and chopsticks. She had no appetite and was determined to eat rice.
"A Chen, you are hungry, eat quickly."
Lan Wu smiled and said, holding a piece of braised pork on the table and put it in Mei Qingchen's bowl, "Look, I made your favorite braised pork today. Although the meat is not authentic pork, it is Binggu
The only animal meat tastes good as long as the ingredients are placed well."
Mei Qingchen nodded and ate the meal silently.
Lan Wu smiled again and said, "A Chen, after I woke up, your preferences and tastes have changed a lot. I remember that you hated eating meat the most in the past, but now you only love braised pork."
"Don't talk while eating." Mei Qingchen's face darkened and he suddenly said.
Lan Wu looked at Mei Qingchen in surprise, then pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head to eat.
The meal was eaten very slowly, and all three of them were chewing slowly, and they couldn't tell the taste.
"Don't just eat rice, eat something nutritious, no wonder I'm so thin." Mei Qingchen glanced at Qingge, frowned, and said.
Lan Wu's eating movements were a little stagnant.
Qingge frowned, looked at the food on the table, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up a piece of braised pork. It seemed that she remembered something, and after hesitating for a while, Qingge picked up a piece of tofu in the bowl next to her to eat.
Lan Wu's black eyes looked at Qingge's action of picking up vegetables. In an instant, his pupils were filled with sadness.
"Full."
After the rice in the bowl was settled, Qingge walked out of the igloo.
Outside, the bright mercury moonlight sprinkled across the ice valley, and the snow became heavier. Qingge practiced cross-legged under a tree.
The spiritual energy in the Ice Valley is much more pure and abundant than outside the Valley. She has just broken through the eleventh level of the innate world. She practices here much faster than outside, and has twice the result with half the effort.
It is indeed an extremely painful thing to practice in such a cold place. The bone-thrusting cold air ruthlessly penetrated into her pores and flowed into her limbs and bones in her body.
Qingge closed her eyes and lowered her eyes. Her dark eye wings covered her eyelids. The shadow was dark. She desperately absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth despite the cold.
Become stronger!
She couldn't wait, and other than that, she had no distractions.
Her man, her future husband, climbed in another place of murder, so she naturally could not be lazy and tolerate.
The soft boots walked over the snow, and the man walked to Qingge and covered the thick fox fur on Qingge.
The spiritual energy whistling around Qingge's body suddenly disappeared, and she suddenly opened her narrow phoenix pupils, her eyes were green!
She raised her face and looked at Mei Qingchen.
Mei Qingchen, who was standing in front of Qingge, faced a pair of green eyes, his soul trembled, and his whole body seemed to be absorbed by the greenness in that eyes.
Mei Qingchen unconsciously took a few steps back and felt a few terror in his eyes.
Such a pair of eyes are like the soul of a wild beast. Just the eyes can make people die without burial.
Mei Qingchen suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was very strange.
Qingge looked at Mei Qingchen coldly. She slowly raised her hand, and her ink-colored sleeves slid down, piled up on her arms. Suddenly, her slender five fingers clenched into a fist. The sky was thundering, and the snow was frozen.
In the sky, there is no more movement.
The five elements water inherited by Qingge in Taiji Hall was forged in the Ice Valley.
Time seems to be still, but heavy snow is certainly there.
Qingge stood up slowly, looked at Mei Qingchen quietly, and threw the fox fur on his body freely and threw it to the ground. The moon flames burst out and swept past, burning the moon flames.
Below, the fox fur turned into ashes and disappeared.
"Miss Blue will misunderstand." Qingge said alienatedly.
Mei Qingchen has his girl Lan, and she also has her Master Ji. The two of them have their own happiness. She just wants Zhan Jieyu to wake up quickly and rush on the road, and she doesn't want to have any interaction with the Mei surname anymore.
"Are you angry with me?" Mei Qingchen asked gently.
"Mei Qingchen!"
Qingge's voice became heavier, "Actually, I'm very grateful to you. It's not you. Maybe I won't discover my feelings so quickly."
Mei Qingchen was speechless and silent, his heart was covered with cracks.
"Can I hug you?" he asked bitterly.
After holding it, I ignored the past.
Qingge said coldly: "My man will be jealous, I'm afraid he won't do it."
If it is time to break, it must be broken. You must not drag the mud and water.
Mei Qingchen looked at the woman's eyebrows and eyes carefully, and was still as stunning as before and as beautiful as before.
A woman’s beauty is not the kind of thrilling beauty that falls into a geese, but the charming, stunning, cold...
She is ostentatious and charming, but she can suddenly drop the temperature around her at a glance.
Mei Qingchen thought, maybe he missed a treasure.
But, can you still stitch the missed things?
The answer is naturally not possible. Even if the mirror is reunited, there are still cracks, and it is impossible to be the same as it was in the beginning.
Mei Qingchen turned around lonely and walked into the igloo.
Inside the room, the candlelight was faint, Lan Wu was lying on the table and was drowsy, holding a cloak in his hand.
Hearing the faint sound of footsteps, she woke up like a frightened bird, walked over anxiously, trying to put the cloak on Mei Qingchen, but she staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Mei Qingchen was quick-eyed and quickly helped her
Get her.
Mei Qingchen looked down at the woman in her arms, and her heart was about to melt.
"Is it cold?" Lan Wu sighed to his palm.
“It’s not cold anymore.”
It was really cold just now, not only the coldness of Binggu, but also the coldness of the woman's words.
But now when I saw him, the blue girl seemed to be warming up all of a sudden.
Things about emotions are like drinking water, and you will know the cold and warmth. (To be continued)