willing to accept

These few steps, Feng Qingcheng walked very hard, not because Long Qingque was so heavy, but because Feng Qingcheng was really afraid that Long Qingque would accidentally fall, and it would be terrible not to let him go to bed, but it was even more serious to injure his wife. It is a heinous crime.

Long Qingque lay on Feng Qingcheng's back very honestly, afraid of disturbing Feng Qingcheng's heart.The two of them were originally in the dark, but when Feng Qingcheng walked up to the last staircase, the main room suddenly lit up, just like the first night when they first arrived at Langya Pavilion.Yin Langya was still standing on the second floor, smiling softly, "You two are really in a good mood."

"..." Feng Qingcheng's face was about to catch fire, but the strength of both arms did not decrease at all. In a hurry, Feng Qingcheng turned around and apologized, "Sorry for disturbing you."

"Don't bother with her." Long Qingque said softly, urging Feng Qingcheng to continue walking, and the light in the main room disappeared only after the two of them entered the room.

"Dan Fengyan was disturbed by us, right? Do you want to apologize tomorrow?" Feng Qingcheng was still apologetic.Long Qingque was very calm, "Her clothes are still the same as in the evening, so it can be seen that she hasn't rested at all. You came to my room, didn't you see her?"

"Ah, yes, she probably didn't sleep at all." Feng Qingcheng felt relieved when she remembered, and took a bath separately.Long Qingque came out earlier, and when Feng Qingcheng came out, she brought a bowl of warm water, colorless and tasteless, and handed it to Feng Qingcheng.

Feng Qingcheng happened to be thirsty, thought it was water, and drank it after a few sips, and said, "It's delicious." Long Qingque smiled and said nothing, and the pill Yin Langya gave her was put in the water by her. inside.

After tidying up, the sky was getting light, and this night, the two of them didn't sleep again.Long Qingque made the bed, took off his clothes, and asked Feng Qingcheng, "Do you want to rest here with me, or go downstairs?"

"I..." Of course Feng Qingcheng wanted to stay here, who wouldn't want a beautiful woman to warm the bed, but, thinking about becoming a fairy, "I'd better go downstairs, you sleep first."

"Fine, as you please." Long Qingque lay down, with his back facing Feng Qingcheng, and closed his eyes.The enthusiasm faded away, and Long Qingque's icy and clean appearance became a little colder, but Feng Qingcheng was no longer as anxious as before.Feng Qingcheng remained motionless until she heard faint breathing, then she quietly got up and walked to Long Qingque, who was already lying flat at this time.

After kissing and leaving, Feng Qingcheng told herself, her lips gently pressed against Long Qingque's forehead, a little cold, "Sweet dream." Feng Qingcheng said in a low voice, her cheeks blushing.

Before he got up, his neck was hooked. Long Qingque opened his eyes, and with lazy eyes, he said jokingly: "No wonder you told me to sleep first, and told me to catch a thief who stole the fragrance." Wanting to faint directly, this woman actually pretended to be asleep, the problem is that she has been pretending for so long!

Feng Qingcheng pretended to have an attack, but Long Qingque said first, "Come and rest with me." Qing Cheng was heartbroken, she didn't want to sleep anymore, and she had the right to accompany Long Qingque.

Feng Qingcheng undressed and lay down together, the temperature and smell of Long Qingque filled the quilt, making Feng Qingcheng intoxicated.This obsession, it doesn't matter, Feng Qingcheng fell asleep directly, after all she was tired for too long.

Opening her eyes again, it was already noon, Feng Qingcheng rubbed her temples, what a chaotic day!Long Qingque was no longer on the bed.Feng Qingcheng got up and packed up before going out. Long Qingque was looking at something on the table in the main room. Hearing the sound, Long Qingque raised his eyes and curled his mouth, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Hmm...Okay." Feng Qingcheng was quite embarrassed, Long Qingque was the one who should get up late, "Why did you get up so early."

"Heh, get ready to eat." Long Qingque didn't answer what he just said, Feng Qingcheng rubbed his stomach, "Not hungry yet."

"Don't want to eat?" Long Qingque's eyes fixed, Feng Qingcheng thought for a while, and said, "I want to eat, I want to eat with you." By now, Feng Qingcheng hadn't had breakfast with Long Qingque yet.

"I've used it." Long Qingque replied, got up and walked to the dining room, sure enough, Feng Qingcheng really didn't want to eat, Long Qingque walked a few steps, looked back and said: "However, I can eat some more with you. "

"Okay!" Feng Qingcheng happily followed.When the two were eating, Feng Qingcheng asked while drinking porridge, "Have you finished grinding the red beads?"

"Well, after seven days, you can give it to Liuli." Long Qingque sat next to Feng Qingcheng, sipping porridge, wrapping his left hand around Feng Qingcheng's slender waist, and tightened his arms when speaking.Feng Qingcheng felt it, turned her head, and smiled foolishly, no one would get tired of this kind of life.

"Where's Liuli?" Feng Qingcheng realized that the little beast was too quiet after eating.Long Qingque was about to clean up the dishes and said, "I woke up early this morning, and Liuli was not there. I must have gone out with the silver shopkeeper."

Last night, after finishing the private conversation with Liuli, Feng Qingcheng didn't care so much about Liuli's concealment of her affairs, and didn't care about Liuli's overly intimate relationship with Yin Langya.After Feng Qingcheng finished eating, she went back to the room and searched for a while, but couldn't find the painting she bought, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Long Er, where is my painting?"

"In the copper box under the table." Long Qingque sat in the main room again, flipping through the book in his hand. Now, the book is all in Sanskrit, not a single picture.Feng Qingcheng turned to the painting and admired it for a long time after opening it. She liked the painting so much.

Feng Qingcheng decided to copy this painting. She brought a sketchbook and a pen by herself. After going out, she studied it carefully and framed the painting.

Feng Qingcheng also went to the main room with a pen and paper, while Long Qingque moved aside.Feng Qingcheng sat down and began to fiddle with himself. Long Qingque moved his eyes from the book to Feng Qingcheng, and then to the painting. This girl really likes this painting, and this is also a kind of fate. , this painting happened to be caught by her.

Accompanied by a beautiful woman, the paintings that caught the eye were also glamorous. Feng Qingcheng was in an unprecedentedly good mood, with a sullen head, and began to draw with the sound of Long Qingque turning the pages of the book.The painting is relatively large, and Feng Qingcheng began to outline in detail after adjusting the overall proportions.

In the main room, there was a sudden silence, only the rustling sound of flipping the book and touching the rice paper with the tip of the pen.Yinlangya is far away from the main street, the hustle and bustle is far away, occasionally the breeze blows, and Feng Qingcheng's silver hair flutters.Since arriving here, Feng Qingcheng's attire also has an ancient taste, and the clothes Yin Langya prepared for her are also white, which makes her complexion whiter and clearer.Long Qingque's eyes fell on Feng Qingcheng's silver hair, and the corners of her mouth curled up. This girl is not very good at using hairpins... So, Feng Qingcheng's hair was tied with a piece of silver silk like cloth up.It seems that it is better to comb her hair in the future. Long Qingque saw that the silver had passed her shoulders, and the black seemed to be swallowed by the silver. She had to step back step by step until Feng Qingcheng's hair turned completely silver. , At that time, it was really hers.

This painting lasted for an hour, until Yin Langya came back from the outside, she leaned over, clicked her tongue twice, and said with a smile: "The owner of this painting must have good painting skills, the person in the painting is such a beautiful character." Yin Langya praise.

"...This is mine..." Feng Qingcheng thought that Yin Langya also liked this painting, so he stopped writing, and put away the painting like a treasure.Yin Langya giggled, he was not angry, instead he smiled happily and asked: "Do you like this painting?"

"Yes, so... I can't give it to you." Feng Qingcheng seldom insists on what she wants, and there are not many things she particularly likes. Once she has something, she doesn't want to let it go.Yin Langya restrained his smile, sat across from Feng Qingcheng, and asked her: "What do you think, the master of the painting, how good is his brushwork?"

"Very good." Feng Qingcheng didn't hold back, Yin Langya raised his eyebrows, and said approvingly: "Unexpectedly, you are a person who knows things."

"..." Feng Qingcheng was speechless, Yin Langya leaned over and asked again: "Do you want to see her?"

"You know me? Of course it's good to see you." Feng Qingcheng replied immediately, very eagerly, Yin Langya glanced at Long Qingque, who never looked at her, just wrapped Feng Qingcheng's waist with one hand, and continued to turn over her with the other. Book.

"Hello!" Yin Langya shouted, Long Qingque didn't respond to her, Yin Langya tapped his finger on the table, made a crisp sound, and changed the name, "Ice Cube!"

"..." Feng Qingcheng stood aside, annoyed, "She has a name!" Yin Langya snorted, not intending to call her name, leaned over, and smiled evilly, "Don't forget that you should do my thing."

"I don't forget, she's not like this, you just tell her yourself." Long Qingque remained calm, his eyes stayed on the book.Feng Qingcheng listened to this meaning, Long Qingque borrowed Langya Shuangyue, and the promise was related to her, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, good thing, I'll take you to see the owner of the painting." Yin Langya replied softly, Feng Qingcheng looked at Long Qingque, and Long Qingque just raised his eyes and asked, "Want to see her?"

Feng Qingcheng nodded, Long Qingque's deep eyes turned, and he said to Yin Langya with deep meaning: "Don't regret it in the future."

Yin Langya snorted dissatisfied, "You don't need to worry about it!" After speaking, he went upstairs.At the corner, Yin Langya suddenly said to Feng Qingcheng: "I'll take you to a good place tomorrow, and meet the owner of the painting by the way."

"Okay, Shopkeeper Yin!" Feng Qingcheng called Yin Langya after agreeing, "Didn't Liuli go out with you?"

"No, why, she's gone?" Yin Langya rubbed his chin, thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "It must be because of some depression in his heart, he went to drink flower wine alone."

Feng Qingcheng was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped!There is still a place to drink flower wine in such a classical ancient city?Long Qingque turned the pages of the book in a certain way, put down the book, got up and walked upstairs, and at the same time said to Feng Qingcheng: "Feng'er, you continue to draw, and I will chat with the silver shopkeeper."

Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to nod, Long Qingque seemed to remember something, and comforted him: "Don't listen to the silver shopkeeper coaxing you, Liuli thinks it's boring, go out for a walk." For a long time, I felt depressed, maybe it was depression.

Feng Qingcheng was not worried about Liuli, most people would not be able to hurt her, he was thinking about going out with Yin Langya tomorrow, so he happened to ask about this matter.

Upstairs, Long Qingque and Yin Langya said, "You are planning to take her to the Hall of Demons, aren't you?" Long Qingque looked serious.

"Isn't it possible?" Yin Langya smiled coquettishly, "Could it be that you have been there before, or how do you know?"

"I've heard that when I promised you at the beginning, I will not break my promise, but I have one thing to tell you in advance, forbidding those dubious people to approach her."

"..." Yin Langya's face darkened, he squinted his eyes, and asked, "Am I being dishonest?"

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