Two lonely and cold souls snuggle together and rely on each other for their own lives, warming each other when they are lonely and lonely.
The next day, when Qingge woke up in a daze, he opened his eyes and saw a handsome and enlarged face.
All night, Ji Yue hugged her hard in her arms, almost nowhere to escape.
She curled her lips, and cunning flashed in her eyes. She suddenly took a light bite at Ji Yue’s Adam’s apple, ambiguous, affectionate, and affectionate.
In an instant, Ji Yue was like a sleeping beast, opening her sharp eyes. He shifted his gaze and looked at Qingge, gentle and doting, infinite affectionate. He raised his hand, rubbed Qingge's head, and said pity and love: "Don't make trouble."
The concise and concise word immediately made Qingge's body and heart soften. She was like flowing water and autumn waves, nestling in Ji Yue's arms, wishing that she would last forever, time would be lost like a white horse, only eternity.
Suddenly, a clear spring gushed downward, damp and hot.
The song is embarrassing.
She fainted without warning. Could it be that relatives were visiting her?
Instead, she looked at the red bloodshot in Ji Yue's eyes and the fatigue that was suppressed and faintly revealed. It was obvious how panic Ji Yue was when she fainted yesterday.
Qingge broke away from his hand and stroked Ji Yue's face. Thinking of the short time he spent together, Qingge's heart seemed to be chopped into meat paste by an executioner with a blood-stained machete.
I think that the pain of thousands of arrows piercing my heart is nothing more than that.
Compared to the reluctance of separation from Ji Yue, she was more willing to cook oil in the fire and eat insects and ants.
Ji Yue looked at her deeply, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her expression was sour. He turned over and pressed Qingge on the couch, supported her hands on both sides of her body, attached herself to her body, clamped her cold lips, stirring up the hot feelings, sucking the ambiguousness, and lingering affection.
It was like the flame of fire, burning the black ice.
Distracted.
Qingge's eyes were blurred.
After a long time, she felt Ji Yue buried her face in her neck and clavicle helplessly, and said in detail: "If you are tired, don't fight to the death. What should I do without you? So how can I live? I am your future husband, a man who can shelter you from the wind and rain. If you can't even care about your safety and life, what qualifications do you have to stand by your side? Don't be stubborn and sometimes weak. Think about it, you are a woman, and there is no need to be armed as a wall of iron."
The moment Qingge fell down, he was really panicked.
He even thought, don't care about anything, take her with her, find the fairyland of the Peach Land, watch the colorful fallen leaves, ignore other things, and only flows through the world peacefully and plainly.
Qingge looked at him chattering indifferently in his ears like an old mother. After a while, she smiled sweetly and raised her thin lips, "Okay."
Ji Yue was dejected and helpless.
She always did this and promised faster than anyone else.
But she couldn't do it.
Forget it.
Who told him to hang himself on this tree?
Ji Yue hugged her and gently rubbed her lips, her eyes filled with misty eyes, "Wuyou has already prepared the bag, let's go, say goodbye to the city lord, and go to Beiyue."
"It's OK." Qingge nodded.
Ji Yue is well versed in her eyes.
He didn't want Qingge to have to work hard when he was in his menstrual period, but if he didn't deal with the people who took advantage of the situation, he would feel uneasy if he didn't deal with them.
Since I didn't sit there and wait for death, I would just lead the snake out of the hole and take it all in one fell swoop.
This time I went to Beiyue, the journey was long, and I was riding the carriage prepared by the City Lord's Mansion, which was firm and stable. As for the horse, it was the unicorn flying beast sent from Tianying Pavilion, which was ten times faster than an ordinary sweat-blooded BMW and could shorten the distance considerably.
In spring and summer, Qingge is wearing thick clothes and covered with fox fur shawls. Even in his hand, he even holds a warm stove that only used in late winter. Ji Yue beautifully claims that when he is on a carriage, he can place it in his abdomen to relieve swelling and pain.
Therefore, when the city lord saw the lingering song like a rice dumpling, he was a little surprised.
After learning about his purpose, the city lord nodded and said, "Be careful when leaving the city gate. In the past few days, I will prepare food, grass and weapons."
"I have been troubled these days, thank you for your trouble." Qingge said slowly, calmly and elegantly.
Even if it is wrapped into a rice dumpling, it is still the noble among the rice dumplings.
Fengyi’s Zongzi in the world!
"I can't say it's hard to say, but it's an honor to be able to cooperate with the prince. There is no compliment for this, it's just a respect for the prince." The city lord smiled and said a few words, "Sure enough, I'm old, and the younger generation is terrifying."
Qingge narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Liang Po is old, can he still eat?"
The city lord relaxed his eyebrows and smiled even more flamboyantly, "I'm so old, can I still have a meal?"
The deeper he went, the more he admired the woman in front of him.
When he left, he met Ji Hua who packed his bags and prepared to go to the weapon refining union with Jin Chanzi.
Ji Hua said seriously: "Xiaoye, your talent for refining weapons must not be insulted. If so, I hope you can come to the refining weapons union."
"Do your best." Qingge smiled and gave an ambiguous answer.
The weapon refining union, it’s not that she doesn’t want to go, nor does she want to improve her weapon refining attainments. It’s just that she has too many burdens and too heavy responsibilities, so she can’t do it with clean hands to go to the weapon refining union to study hard.
Sometimes, she envies Ji Hua, who can ignore the world and forget about it once she refines the weapon.
Ji Hua wanted to speak but stopped. He looked at Qingge's indifferent and beautiful smile on his face and said, "I will wait for you at the weapon refining union."
"Okay." Qingge raised his eyebrows.
Jin Chanzi snorted with a stinky face and snorted coldly, "By the way, a stinky girl who doesn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young, didn't even shout at her master."
Qingge was surprised, lowered his eyelids, and his pupils swept across his almost invisible sadness.
Ji Yue only knew that An Suyou had used Qingge, but she did not know that Qingge was desperate for An Suyou in the extreme north, and even hated the word "Master".
But Jin Chanzi has no bad intentions.
Qingge raised his eyes, looked straight at Jin Chanzi, and said coldly: "Master Jin Chan, I don't need a master, nor do I want to use you to divert others' murderous intent. I am very grateful for the master's care and help, but that's all."
Jin Chanzi's face froze, then hummed a few words and walked onto the carriage.
"I will be my teacher for one day and be a father for life. I will say yes. Don't be shy, little girl. I will come to you when you are thick-skinned." Jin Chanzi lifted the curtain of the carriage with great force, then put it down again, venting his anger.
shy?
She was not shy, she just couldn't get over the obstacles in her heart.
Qingge looked helplessly at the shaking curtain.
Speaking of which, in the extreme north, she wanted to travel Ansui, so compared to Mei Qingchen, Ansui was even more indelible to her.
Mei Qingchen just made her angry and shocked, but An Suyou made her despair.
What's more, the golden cicadas of today have the shadow of traveling peacefully in the past.
Yes, this time, Qingge is cowardly.
She was not by any means to find out that she did not use Jin Chanzi, but by not being able to get rid of the wounds in her heart.
Suddenly, Jin Chanzi in the carriage lifted the thick curtain and stared at Qingge fiercely, "I can't handle a stinky girl, so I don't believe you can still be rebellious. Please wait. I will go back and tell your master's wife and let your master's wife deal with you."
Qingge sweated coldly on his forehead. How could he feel like the modern naughty child being so arrogant and majestic that he left a sentence like "I have a feeling of waiting after school."
Chapter completed!