Chu Gongzhi

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"The ancient temple had this rule many years ago." Luo Ziyan nodded, if he could see her husband this time, he must ask her one thing.

Chu Ming didn't speak, she was arguing with Gong Lingshu: "You mean you just thought of blocking the knife for me and then forced me off the line?" Chu Ming was dragged back to Gong Ling After Shu Ling realized, she felt Gong Lingshu's normal state in all directions - she could see the screen and have sound, the only two senses left in the world, which reminded her of the past when she opened the spectator mode to watch other people play games Sometimes, it's just that Gong Lingshu will push her offline under certain circumstances, "Didn't you say that only when the emotional fluctuations are intense will it affect me?"

Chu Ming was thinking that Gong Lingshu was a dead duck who refused to admit that he cared about her, but Gong Lingshu denied it: "Why is it that God treats you kindly, and pulls me out to block the knife whenever you are in danger?"

"Can you see your own heart clearly?" Chu Ming expressed doubts about Gong Lingshu's EQ, "Why don't you say that your feelings are much deeper than I imagined?"

"..." Gong Lingshu felt that she was always indifferent. She was going to marry the emperor anyway, although something went wrong with Qi Yeyan... Her duty was to protect the palace family and her family. She has always ignored it, anyway, it is not important, "When will I be so emotional that I will block you?"

"The moment I woke up, I was very flustered. I was afraid that something would happen to you. If you just disappeared like this... I would rather never wake up." Chu Ming's voice lowered, softly like a lover's voice Whispering, "I'm more dependent on you than I thought."

"..."

"Here we are." Qi Yeyan looked at the orderly flower transport workers at the pier, jumped on the boat as soon as it docked, and reached out to Chu Ming and the others after standing firmly.

Is the ancient temple really a hospitable place? The three of them asked several workers and they all answered that there is no inn. The florist can go to the flower garden, and there will be a special place to entertain them, but they can only stay for one night at most.

Although the house in the flower garden is very simple, in Qi Yeyan's words, it is not even as good as her toilet, but the inside of the flower garden is still good, how good is it? Have you ever seen winter jasmine, brocade flowers, begonias, and Clivia competing for beauty? Is spring, summer, autumn and winter flowers blooming at the same time and in the same place...

"It really deserves to be the territory of the Flower Fairy..." Qi Yeyan sighed.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yinling's melodious voice came from behind.

"!" The three turned their heads in unison.

A young girl with silver hair and youthful face looked at them with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.

"Sir!" Luo Ziyan was the first to react.

You Liyi smiled like a spring breeze, she nodded and walked towards them slowly.

Luo Ziyan went up to meet her, she was excited: "Mr. really came out!"

"Yes, that child told me." You Liyi pointed at Luo Ziyan's chest, Luo Ziyan took out the handkerchief in his arms without hesitation, spread it out, and the withered but intact Huatan lay in the center.

"This time I came to find Mr...." Luo Ziyan watched You Liyi pick up the withered flower, turn it around slightly, the flower turned into a little powder, and scattered with the wind, Luo Ziyan was stunned, "...I want to ask for something."

"I know." You Liyi spread out her palm, and a seed exactly the same as before appeared in front of Luo Ziyan's eyes. You Liyi threaded the seed into the dàngdàng red rope around her neck, "This is for you to help Shangyu." Thank you."

Qi Yeyan and Chu Ming didn't move. They looked at the girl. The girl's silver hair was tied on both sides into a braid, and the black hair rope was braided into a bow. majestic.

You Liyi looked at them, her ink-colored eyes streamed wantonly, and she said with a smile: "Shangyu, long time no see."

"When was the last time we saw each other?" You Liyi fluttered in front of them like a butterfly, "Has it been half a year?"

Qi Yeyan's expression changed, and Chu Ming felt that Gong Lingshu seemed not well, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Gong Lingshu's voice was rough: "Shangyu...is the name of the emperor's grandmother..."

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☆, Gentle Township

Ning Luo has not slept well for three days, and today is the fourth day, and she is pretending to sleep again.

Every night at midnight, that little friend would silently come in through the window, do nothing, just stand quietly on the bedside and look at her... Ning Luo couldn't sleep at all with this kind of gaze!

Anyway, Ning Luo had also been a killer before, and she didn't pay much attention to Gong Muqing's three-legged cat kung fu, but she was still a little worried that Gong Muqing would rush up and give her a knife if she fell asleep, so she could only pretend to be asleep and just Three days have passed with such exhaustion, and Ning Luo wanted to say, "Come on, let me stab you and let me sleep well!" I was really sleepy...

Gong Muqing sighed softly, turned around and prepared to leave, she didn't know what she was doing here, maybe she was really looking for a chance to strangle that woman to death, maybe she just wanted to find a place to daze.

The pull from the cuffs made Gong Muqing stiff, she turned around and slapped a palm, Ning Luo dodged the palm lightly, rubbed Gong Muqing into her arms, and put her forehead on Gong Muqing's hand. On the shoulder, the voice was hoarse and lazy: "Little friend, let me sleep for a while..."

At first, Gong Muqing was terrified like a sparrow being pinned down, but after hearing Ning Luo's words, she gradually relaxed, but she still didn't move.

Ning Luo took off Gong Muqing's coat neatly, rolled her into her arms and put her on the bed. Gong Muqing held Ning Luo's clothes, Ning Luo pressed her whole body into her arms, her face was pressed against Ning Luo's. Her chest and nostrils are filled with a rich and sweet scent, which she is familiar with, the smell of this woman.

Ning Luo looked at the person in front of him speechlessly, and really wanted to ask if he should continue? If not, I can sleep well.

Kissed and kissed, the water almost boiled and let it cool down, too much! Ning Luo angrily pulled the quilt to wrap himself, Gong Muqing stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt away again, Ning Luo glared at her, "Big Miss, I'm a bit cold!"

She has been stripped naked, and Gong Muqing's clothes are still on her body, but her eyes are very empty, so empty that Ning Luo feels that in her eyes, she does not seem to be a lively and fragrant person, but rather It was an embarrassing turkey with its hair plucked, which inexplicably made her angry and weak.

Gong Muqing hugged her dumbly, Ning Luo shivered from the cold body, Ning Luo gritted his teeth, hooked Gong Muqing over and turned her over and pressed her underneath: "It's me instead."

Only then did Gong Muqing regain her senses and remember struggling, she said angrily, "You..." The rest of the words were pressed back into her stomach by Ning Luo's sealed lips.

Ning Luo forcefully led Gong Muqing, she supported Gong Muqing's back, pushed up the untied coat, hung it on her arm and bound her hands above her head, Ning Luo didn't give Gong Muqing any time to think, With her hands down all the way, lighting fires in all directions, Gong Muqing's cold body slowly warmed up.

Gong Muqing tightly closed his eyes and bit his lower lip, trying not to make a sound.The tip of Ning Luo's tongue brushed the corners of her lips and cheeks, and gently engulfed her earlobe. The feeling of numbness spread to her limbs, draining her strength and paralyzing her nerves. She was like an extremely tired person I suddenly fell into a soft and sweet dream, and I wanted to let go of everything and never wake up from the dream.

Ning Luo looked at Gong Muqing's expression, redness appeared on her frowning pale face, she didn't know whether the experience he brought her was pleasure or pain.

Ning Luo flipped her wrist, Gong Muqing whimpered, raised her head and covered her eyes with the back of her hand, the line from her chin to her neck was pale and elegant like the neck of a dying swan, Ning Luo raised her head and kissed her neck, biting and sucking lightly, leaving an ambiguous With peach blossom-shaped red marks, Ning Luo felt the throat under her lips vibrate slightly, and she heard a thin voice that sounded like a dying person: "...Sister..."