Xiaobawang and Mr. Mei gl

The memory ends here, and everyone's eyes are covered with a layer of darkness, and then shrouded in light again.

No one made a sound, I don't know if it's hard to accept, or I haven't come out of this repressed and lonely memory.

The feeling of seeing himself from another person's perspective is a bit strange. Song Yubai was stunned for a long time, then suddenly closed his eyes, put his arms around Xia Wuxin's waist, and buried his face in her cold arms, suppressing the emotion caused by, The shaking of the shoulders.

It turned out that she had been guarding her since then.

But she never knew.

At that time, she sometimes wore armor to fight, and she walked away for several years. The Tiangong was deserted, and no one talked to her. She often talked to the stone beside the lotus pond for half the night.

People do not like to touch her, but stones do not refuse.

Su Xieyue's eyes were soft, she was already crying so hard, her almond eyes were red, looking at Xia Wuxin, Qi Qi said: "How sad she must be after such a long day."

Su Xieyue knew that she could only watch one person's hard work from afar, and now she replaced Xia Wuxin in desolation.

Even Xia Chunqiu lowered his head and said nothing.

Song Yubai was silent for a while, gently wiped away the sparkling water vapor from the corners of his eyes, and said lightly: "When I was in the heavenly court, I never noticed that she had evil spirits in her body. How come she is different when she comes to the world?"

"This matter, the Empress still needs to find an opportunity to ask the Heavenly Emperor. She is already standing there when I take shape. I don't know the origin of the evil spirit or what fate she has."

"She was in a coma because of the Emperor's bright moon demon sulfur mirror, which almost turned into a prototype. If she wants to wake up, she either needs to be forgiven by the Emperor, or it is what she yearns for. The stone is for the emperor to become an adult. Among them The speed needs to be determined by the emperor herself."

After Huaxian finished speaking softly, she nodded at Song Yubai, turned around and crossed the threshold, pink waves in her pink dress.

Xia Chunqiu and Su Xieyue didn't stay any longer, they left one after the other, and the door creaked shut.

Looking outside the door, there is a sense of autumn, and the trees in the middle of the mountain are dyed with colors. Looking from a distance, the red and yellow are alternately beautiful.

Su Xieyue quickly opened her mouth to call her, and said, "Flower Fairy God, thank you."

"It's okay, it's just that the days are too busy to meddle in other things." Huaxian pursed her red lips, and turned her head to look at Su Xieyue, with a pair of peach-blossom eyes, as if she could read people's hearts, "It's just..."

"But what?" Su Xieyue's almond-shaped eyes opened slightly, her white hands clutching the shirt and skirt.

"You are very talented. You have cultivated to this age and have not yet ascended. Do you know the reason?" Huaxian's voice was full of indescribable charm, but it was not annoying.

Su Xiyue lowered her eyes and said softly that she knew.

Huaxian nodded and looked away: "The Tian family always speaks of asceticism, in fact, wanting to become a god does not require cutting off love and affection, but to cut off those things that cannot be obtained, so that you can feel happy and be able to practice hard. "

"Farewell." The flower fairy said softly, and her body disappeared in place, leaving only a few scattered petals, drifting away with the wind.

Su Xieyue took two steps forward, and a petal fell on her palm, which seemed to be a little warm.

In the room, a wisp of sandalwood was lit.

Song Yubai blew on the sandalwood, turned around and squatted down, picked up Xia Wuxin again, carefully put her back on the bed, and gently stroked Xia Wuxin's face with her delicate palms. She didn't seem to have looked at Xia Wuxin very carefully. After a long time, there was an illusion of not knowing.

The small face is pale, the eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, the nasal bone is small and tall, carved like white jade, and the mouth is like a petal, tender, but a little dry.

Her heart suddenly felt distressed, and she said softly: "Wuxin, are you tired?"

After waiting for her for so long, she must be very tired.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let you wait." Song Yubai chuckled with tears in his eyes, and then sighed, "I used to think that life in the sky was very lonely, but now that I think about it, it's also a romance to be accompanied silently by someone."

"Wake up, Wuxin." She whispered, her voice was extremely gentle, but Xia Wuxin still didn't move.

The day passed very slowly, Song Yubai leaned against the bed, and put his cheek on Xia Wuxin's side. In a trance, the sky was already dark, and the burning sunset glow spread from the west to the top of his head, and the earth was a bright yellow.

Song Yubai suddenly raised his head, his eyes fell on his smooth wrist, and he turned slightly.

Yearning for it, she said silently.

Afterwards, Song Yubai got up slowly, closed his eyes and muttered silently, and sent a sound transmission to the little fairy servant who was boiling water in Pingfengshan, asking him to bring a bathtub. After an incense stick, there was a knock on the door.

After opening the door, two fairy servants stood at the door, holding a huge bathtub, and said cautiously: "I have seen the emperor."

Four eyes darted to look into the door, then put down the things, and ran away.

Song Yubai looked at their backs, shook his head slightly, then took the tub back into the room, tapped the side of the tub twice with his index finger, and the tub was filled with steaming hot water.

The water mist slowly diffused, making the room feel a bit wet everywhere, and the fragrance was even stronger, spreading slowly.

Song Yubai stood by the bucket, hesitated for a while, and said to himself: "I don't know if the stone can be soaked in water."

But Xia Wuxin's rock is hard, so it shouldn't have much effect.

Song Yubai gently lifted the coat, and then let go, the gauze-like coat slipped off her shoulders, leaving only a thin underwear. As she turned around, she slowly rolled up the sleeves, revealing a pair of lotus arms.

She suddenly blushed, thinking that she had lived for these years and had experienced everything, except for serving others, which she never knew.

"You are really a big face." Song Yubai said, and tapped Xia Wuxin's forehead with his soft fingertips, and then hooked his index finger, and a cool flame curled up, untiing Xia Wuxin's clothes.

The girl's body was soon covered by the lights. Although she was not as white as Song Yubai's, she still had a slender waist and soft body, and her shoulders were shaved. Although she was still wrapped in obscene clothes, her figure could be seen at a glance.

Song Yubai suddenly coughed a few times, took the clothes beside her with his backhand, wrapped her up, and bent down to pick her up.

The lamp was lit in the room, and the gentle candlelight was sprinkled. The beautiful woman of Lang Lang hugged the girl and walked slowly towards the bathtub. When Xia Wuxin finally sank into the water, Song Yubai exhaled.

Gently touch the cheek, as hot as water.

Song Yubai slowly picked up the water droplets and sprinkled them on Xia Wuxin's tender skin. His voice was ethereal and gentle: "You have to wash clean before I can hug you. I don't want to hug a dirty stone."

As she spoke, her eyes softened, and there was a tenderness in Liuli's eyes.

"It turned out to be so annoying. In just a few months, how can it be so worrying?"

When did it start, from her self-defense every time, from her life-and-death bond, from her fearlessness, from her bright eyes.

"When you wake up, I will tell you what you want to hear."

Xia Wuxin's eyeballs rolled imperceptibly, but Song Yubai kept his head down and never saw it.

The hot water gradually became cold, and Song Yubai suddenly broke free from contemplation. She tapped the side of the bucket twice with her finger bones, and the water disappeared without a trace. She leaned over and hugged Xia Wuxin's neck, letting her lean against her chest, and then He hugged him hard again.

On the way back to the bed, the water on Xia Wuxin's body turned into steam, and soon dried up.

Song Yubai's arms were soft and fragrant, with the coldness of an emperor and the hotness of Song Yubai. Every step he took made people tremble.

Xia Wuxin's breathing gradually became heavy.

Song Yubai lifted the quilt, let Xia Wuxin lean on the soft pillow, then lifted her long legs, and then sat on the bed, leaned back and leaned side by side with her, her arms were also exposed, touching a piece of warm coolness.

Although it was cold for others to touch, Song Yubai knew that she was actually very hot, so he pulled up his sleeves again to let the cold autumn wind blow.

"Come on." Song Yubai said lightly, stretched his arms around Xia Wuxin's thin shoulders, took her into his arms, and hugged her with both hands.

So this posture was a little weird, Song Yubai had a serious face, and put his arms around Xia Wuxin, while Xia Wuxin closed his eyes tightly and leaned his head on her shoulder. The two of them maintained this posture for a long time.

In the end, Song Yubai had no choice but to lower his head, with slight disappointment in his beautiful eyes, he said in a low voice, "Isn't that okay? Xia Wuxin, could it be that you really don't want to wake up and see me?"

The atmosphere was silent for a long time. Song Yubai's white teeth slid across his plump lips, then he suddenly let go of his hand and leaned over with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, she keenly smelled a smell of blood, she became impatient, and opened her eyes suddenly, thinking that Xia Wuxin was injured, but unexpectedly, she saw the girl in front of her, with two bloodstains slowly flowing out from her nostrils.

……

"Xia Wuxin!" Song Yubai's heart trembled, angry and funny, he quickly pushed Xia Wuxin away, and let her fall crookedly under the quilt.

Then, there was a weak chuckle, Xia Wuxin felt ashamed of herself, and covered her face behind her back.

"When did you wake up? Why didn't you say a word?" Song Yubai was so angry that he could only grab Xia Wuxin by the collar and pull her up. Wrapping his fingers in fairy power, he swiped at the tip of her nose. then disappeared.

"I just woke up. I don't know where I am, so I didn't open my eyes." Xia Wuxin said, supporting the bedpost with one hand, and brushing away the broken hair in front of her eyes with the other. Her pupils are as black as ever, but at this moment, various emotions are rolling in them. .

"Sir, did you want to kiss me just now?" Xia Wuxin seemed very tired, her originally clear voice was now a little soft and hoarse, but she still curled her lips and slowly moved forward.

Song Yubai didn't speak, his eyes were clear, he glanced at Xia Wuxin, and wanted to get up, but suddenly his hands wrapped around her waist, Song Yubai called softly, and rolled on his back on the bed.

Just as she was about to scold, Xia Wuxin suddenly supported the bed with one hand, put the other on Song Yubai's waist, and lay down opposite her.

Those hands hadn't recovered their temperature yet, they were a little cold, Song Yubai trembled suddenly, his delicate and white fingertips tightly clutched the bedding, and his voice was flustered: "Xia Wuxin!"

Lying like this, she was even more graceful, the silver hairpin fell off at some point, her black hair was disheveled, her cheeks were white and rosy, she didn't know whether it was panic or something, and her eye sockets were gradually covered with a layer of pink.

The slender and white neck slowly turned aside, trembling slightly.

Xia Wuxin's heart was on fire, as if it was constantly crushed and returned to its original shape, so her voice was a little aggrieved, and she whispered: "Song Yubai, I want to kiss."

Hearing this, Song Yubai felt even more ashamed. She blinked her bright eyes and said coldly, "You can kiss me as you like, and ask me why."