The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

There was a faint light cast from the window lattice, and the sound of the pattering rain had already entered the ears before dawn.

Recently, as night falls, thirteen days seem to have entered the rainy season. The continuous rain falls under the trees among the flowers and hits the pavilions, windows and pavilions, and it lasts all night.Every time the sun rises in the east, the dawn dawns, and the clouds stop and the rain stops, it seems that nothing has happened.

At this time, Feng Jiu had already woken up.

A moment ago, she was still in a deep dream, when a golden light came from nowhere, a familiar figure appeared in the light, and she was about to step forward, but an unknown fire erupted in her limbs, forcing her to twist The body escaped, and he woke up as soon as he slipped into the body.

At this time in the past, with strong arms on the waist, the protective posture is naturally appropriate.These days, when I just fell asleep, I was okay, but when I fell asleep, I was hot and stuffy. When I woke up, I realized that my fingers were clasped tightly, and they were in my arms.

This closeness is certainly intimate, but his body temperature is really scorching. Even with the coldness of the rain, Feng Jiu still feels like a dehydrated fish. No matter how longing for the warm sun on the water, he has to open his mouth to breathe.

She tried to struggle slightly, but the strength in her body not only did not loosen, but was restrained deeper into her skin.Feng Jiu whispered helplessly: "It's so hot, Donghua, relax!"

After calling a few times, the arms behind her back were slightly loosened, and she finally poked her head out from her tightly clasped chest, breathing in the cool morning air.

"Is this going to roast a fox!" Feng Jiu muttered bewilderedly.

The little fox is afraid of the heat, and a luxurious fur is beautiful, but the sun can't bear it if it is a little bit bigger, and it likes to lie on the cool jade steps to cool off.Now even though he is a high god, his habits still cannot be changed, and he is pampered by his husband, if he was the original body, he would probably have jumped to the shade with his tongue out by now.

It was only in the next moment that she came to her senses and looked up with rounded eyes.The morning light cast a shadow on his chiseled face, the long black eyelashes bent into beautiful arcs, Qingqiu's long snow-like hair was loose, and two suspicious blushes appeared on his cheeks.

She involuntarily put her hand on his forehead, and the temperature was indeed a bit wrong, so she hurriedly called, "Donghua, did you hear me?"

The person next to the pillow moved, his eyelids were half closed, and his eyes were faint, and it took a long time for them to focus on her face.As if he was still in a dream, he rubbed his hands on his forehead, closed his eyes and pressed her into his arms, even the breath falling on his neck was hot.

"Have you got a fever again? Let me go and let me see!" Feng Jiu tried her best to break free from his restraints, but his strength remained undiminished, her arms were bound like iron barrels, and she couldn't move, " Donghua, Donghua?"

After a long while, he heard his slightly ambiguous voice coming from his ear: "... sleep again..."

Feng Jiu tried hard to turn her head to look: "But you are so hot, I have to go..."

"Don't... Xiaobai, let me hug you!" The touching skin was as cool as jade, making him yearn for it endlessly, and there was a different kind of affection in the whisper.

Feng Jiu didn't dare to move rashly, and let him pester her while feeling uneasy.

This is not the first time, with the rain at night, it is the high fever that Donghua gets up from time to time recently.I don't know if he forbears it well, every time I don't see him whining and complaining except being extra clingy.But it is precisely because of this that Feng Jiu is particularly worried. For him, it is usually a trivial matter if he is willing to make use of the problem to act like a baby.

When the two of them first returned, Zheyan came to see him, and according to him, Donghua's old wounds hadn't healed, and his cultivation level hadn't recovered, if he didn't choose to fall asleep, he should honestly take the medicine he ordered for recuperation.As for the headache and brain fever, it was just one of many reactions.He spoke with eyebrows raised and eyes raised, no matter how he looked at it, he looked with pleasure, Feng Jiu was not sure whether it was Lao Fenghuang's exaggeration or the truth.

However, what worries her is not that Donghua actually has the symptoms that Zheyan mentioned, but that he obviously has a fever but somehow refuses to pay attention to it, and is only willing to endure it by himself.

What's even more strange is that, just like the night rain that suddenly comes and goes, this scorching temperature will disappear in the dawn light.When the sky was dark and the birds were chirping, he returned to normal.

The smell of medicine lingered in the kitchen for a few days, Feng Jiu had brought in and out the same soup so many times, but the person in front of him just didn't appreciate it.Obviously everything else is easy to say, but for some reason even taking medicine has become a difficult matter now.

"Donghua..."

Before she could say a word, the man shook his head and refused: "No need." If he wanted to say more, he would let the bowl of medicine linger forever.

Feng Jiu questioned her a few times, but Donghua replied helplessly, "I'm not doing well? It's useless, so don't bother!"

After a lot of effort wasted, Feng Jiu couldn't help but said anxiously: "You always say it's useless, so how can it be useful?"

Donghua looked at her with a sudden smile, and stretched out his arms to meet her: "Why don't you let me hug you!"

Feng Jiu was full of anxiety, seeing that he was still teasing, she wanted to push him away angrily, but after one or two times, she was still defeated by his persistence.

Buckling his waist and wrapping the person into his arms, he seemed to have found the most suitable way, breathing gently and falling asleep accompanied by the fragrance, Feng Jiu couldn't bear to refuse anymore.

"Why are you becoming self-willed again?" She touched his head in frustration, but she didn't get an answer, so she could only suppress the anxiety in her heart and wait for the future with great worry.

After a few days of comfort, Fengjiu was worried again, and she only hoped that it would be normal as Zheyan said.

In comparison, Donghua is particularly leisurely, reading books, fishing and teasing fox cubs, and he is not in a hurry to recover his cultivation, enjoying his current state very much.

The only constant is that he is always around her.When Feng Jiu looked at him, he also looked at Feng Jiu, his thoughtful eyes became soft and warm the moment they met.

"What's wrong?" she asked alertly.

"It's nothing." He wrapped her in his arms, breathing in his ears, "I was just thinking, should the fox be roasted on one side or fried on both sides..."

"What nonsense are you talking about! You still want to eat me!" She pretended to be annoyed.

"Well, think about it, think about everything." The long eyelashes trembled slightly, covering up the complex emotions in his eyes, and he stuck her fragrant hair nostalgicly.

Feeling the temperature behind her, Feng Jiu clenched her hands tightly.

All kinds of troubles, Bihai Cangling has not been there for a while, but Chonglin takes care of him every day, so Donghua and Fengjiu don't need to worry about it.

It was the day when Chonglin went on a routine trip again, and before he left, he suddenly received a report from the fairy servant, saying that there seemed to be something strange about Bihai Cangling.Chong Lin didn't dare to be good at it, but at that time Feng Jiu was resting with Dong Hua, he thought about it for a while, and decided to go to have a look first.

Turning around after two days, Chong Lin's face stretched quite a lot: "I would like to report to the emperor and the empress, there have been several golden lights in the sky over the blue sea and Cangling in recent days. , There is no wear and tear in the enchantment and the objects in the enchantment. There is no abnormal phenomenon in the six realms, and it is not known whether it is good or bad. The minister has sent people to guard, and if there is any new change, report it immediately."

Donghua closed his eyes and rested on the couch, opened his eyes, and said calmly for a long time: "It's been a hard journey, let's go rest!"

Seeing Donghua's inexplicable expression, Feng Jiu waited for Chonglin to step back and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Donghua stroked her palm and replied, "I just remembered the vitex you planted. I don't know when I can eat it again."

Feng Jiu gave him a deep look, and said softly: "If you want to eat, I will do it, it's not a troublesome thing."

"Then there is Mrs. Law!"

Donghua's smile disappeared with Feng Jiu's slightly hesitant turning around. He sat up and pinched his fingers secretly, frowned for a while, and sighed softly with his lowered eyes.

When the night rain hits, what Feng Jiu was worried about still happened as scheduled.

Donghua's body was burning hot, and he was a little dizzy, and the veil on his forehead was changed back and forth several times.Feng Jiu called a few times, but there was no response, and turned around to ask someone to decoct the medicine.When a bowl of soup and medicine was brought, he half-supported and forced to feed him a few mouthfuls, but there was no further progress.

He thought that he would be at peace now, but he didn't know that in just a moment, the flushed person suddenly faded away, his whole body lost the temperature, and his limbs were as cold as ice.

Feng Jiu was terrified, and covered him for a while without warming him up, but saw him frowned slightly, leaned over suddenly and vomited out all the medicine he had just taken.

"Donghua!" Feng Jiu hurriedly stroked his chest and patted his back, unconsciously crying.

"...Don't be afraid, it's all right..." He patted Feng Jiu's hand to comfort him, then closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

When Donghua woke up again, it was already daylight, and the annoying hot and cold finally receded, but it was just because of the situation, he was still a little weak.

He paused with his hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you make a sound!"

Zheyan was crossing Erlang's legs and glaring at him: "It depends on how you continue to torment! Jiuyatou dragged me here crying early in the morning, afraid that you might make a mistake, tell me, what is it for this time?"

Donghua glanced at him, and wrote lightly: "No reason."

"No, why don't you take medicine and suppress your cultivation? Do you know that your injury has never healed, if it weren't for your cultivation, how could you be so chic?" Old Fenghuang closed his folding fan and patted the fan Shank slammed his fingers into the person's face.

He thought of something, came over to feel his pulse, and tried again: "Actually, apart from the injury, I think you have a good meridian and a vast sea of ​​knowledge. It seems that you have a chance. Speaking of which, what happened to you and Jiu girl?" With a voice, he said earnestly, "Isn't it a good time to recover from the injury and improve the realm at this time? What do you think?"

Donghua withdrew his hand, still not answering with a cold face.

Zheyan was persuasive and persuasive, but the other party didn't appreciate it, and was really aggrieved: "There is a good way to use it, but if you insist on carrying it to death, have you burnt your brain out of the old ice cube!"

Donghua glanced at him and said, "...can't restore cultivation for the time being."

"Why?" Donghua remained silent, and Zheyan, who couldn't get a response, could only settle for the next best thing, "The medicine can always be drunk, right?"

"It's useless to drink it. It has nothing to do with that."

The old god's cherishing words like gold only made Zheyan more irritable, and the jade fan in his hand almost smashed the case: "It's been eight lifetimes of luck to meet such a tricky bastard like you, and you don't explain everything to me clearly, what do you want me to do?" rule!"

"You don't need to do anything, just let Xiaobai feel at ease!"

These words sounded nothing at first, but upon closer inspection, I felt that my identity was wrong, Zheyan was stunned, and said angrily, "You put it lightly..."

"What lightness?" Feng Jiu's voice came from outside the door. Seeing that Donghua had stood up, his eyes lit up immediately, and he sat down next to him in two steps, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

"Well, it's okay." Donghua let her hand explore everywhere anxiously.

"Cut!" Zheyan snorted disapprovingly, seeing Donghua's eyes sweeping over, he said to Fengjiu carefully, "Jiu girl, his situation is not unusual, as long as he recuperates, he will be fine, but don't be careless, you Don't let him be willful!"

This "Jianghu Jue", which is universally applicable, was in the air, but Feng Jiu immediately grasped the point, put her arms around Donghua's arm and said, "Did you hear that? You can't be willful, you should eat!" You still have to take the medicine!"

"Uh, this, sometimes it's a good thing to diverge, and you don't have to worry too much..." Zheyan had to open his eyes and talk nonsense under the intimidation of Donghua's gaze, "I'll think about it later, and make some new medicine for it. Brother Xian takes care of it."

Feng Jiu looked at this and then at that, feeling strange in her heart.But Donghua grabbed her hand, forcing her to withdraw her thoughts.She asked him, "Are you hungry? I made porridge for you, and I'll bring it here."

Donghua smiled and said, "Okay."

Watching Feng Jiu's figure go out, Zheyan said to Donghua: "I don't know what your plan is. Repeated injuries are always not a good thing. I advise you to think twice. If you don't want to use decoction, I can make some pills for you."

It was rare for Donghua to see Lao Fenghuang so serious, he was noncommittal, and never refused again.

Zheyan's reassuring words helped somewhat, but Feng Jiu still couldn't let go of the ups and downs in her heart.She saw the subtle "tacit understanding" in the dialogue between Donghua and Zheyan. They dodged and avoided in unison, which made it impossible for her to ignore it.However, Zheyan is not like Donghua, so she won't fool her in matters of life and death, which finally gives her some confidence.But Donghua, she really couldn't think of anything that could make him anxious.

There was quite a commotion that night, and even the little fox cubs vaguely knew what was going on, so they obediently did not bother.

Seeing Donghua dozing off on the couch by the pool today, the listless Youyou sneaked over and rubbed his hand hanging by the couch.

"Why don't you come up?" Donghua asked with a clear smile on his face, eyes closed.

Youyou hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't resist the temptation, and climbed into his father's arms cautiously.She stared at Donghua earnestly, stroked his face with her chubby hands and asked, "Father, are you feeling better?"

Donghua looked up at Xiaotuanzi who was full of concern, and couldn't help teasing her: "Well, it's much better. If Youyou can rub this place for my father, my father will get better faster."

"Okay, okay!" Youyou leaned forward, put his little hand on the forehead Donghua was pointing at, and gave him a massage like his mother's. Although the strength is weak, it is better than comfort, and the sweet and warm breath of the little baby surrounds him , while supporting the fleshy little fox cub, he enjoyed letting her dictate.

Youyou worked hard with his soft hands, but he was attracted by something, and suddenly paused: "Hey, there is a golden tree!"

Donghua opened his eyes suddenly, his voice did not fluctuate: "Where?"

"It's right there, right behind my father! It's glowing!" The little fox cub was very curious, and if he wasn't massaging his father, he might have rushed over to touch it.

"...Youyou, father, would you like to take you to find your mother? Your mother said that she will make some delicious food today."

"Really? Then let's go!" After the delicious meal, the little fox cub's eyes turned away from other places.

Donghua glanced at the looming shadow of the tree behind him, waited for the shadow to fade away, and then let Youyou pull his sleeves and move forward.

In order not to disturb Feng Jiu at night, Donghua wanted to move to the study to rest, but Feng Jiu resolutely refused, and said that he would sleep wherever he went to sleep, and don't expect to be able to get rid of it.He also knew that this reason would not work, so he had to give up.

The heat at night is still intermittent, and it will come out once every seven or eight days.Donghua is really stubborn, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he will not say a word, but he still can't bear to face Feng Jiu's hazy teary eyes every time he wakes up.

For Fengjiu, the unknown illness afflicted Donghua as well as her.Donghua only said that one night would be good, but she felt that these were words of comfort, and as a person around her, she could naturally perceive that his spirit was not good during this period.Feng Jiu was like a taut bowstring, and the depression she couldn't confide exacerbated the anxiety in her heart, and the slightest disturbance could make her panic.

After a period of time, both of them were cleared up a lot, but they were still working hard to maintain peace and avoid those possibilities that lead to darkness.

Recently, Fengjiu likes to bring the whole family together more and more. It seems that only the innocent laughter of the children can dilute the anxiety in her heart. The childish words of the fox cubs also give her temporary relief, and sometimes she can win smile.

Donghua knew very well that when he held Feng Jiu in his arms, he could feel her slight resistance, but he couldn't relieve this matter other than pale comfort.

The little fox cub, Youyou, is very satisfied with having someone to play with him every day. His mother didn’t even stop her from climbing walls and trees, and diving into the water to fish. His father still watched with great interest, which made Youyou very encouraged and worked hard. Come up with new tricks to entertain parents.

There is a swing frame under the vines in the courtyard, which was made by Donghua himself when Gun Gun was young. When You You learned how to run and jump, this place became her paradise, and she often took her brother to push her.The little fox cub was mischievous and didn't understand her brother's love and care at all. She felt that rolling and pushing was gentle and not exciting enough, but no one dared to pamper her on it, so she wasted some time.

Later I met Cang He, one big one and one young one seemed to be younger in age, but in fact it was no big deal to play on the same swing. With the momentum of the swing spinning in the air, it jumped over the pond and jumped into the tree.Perhaps they themselves didn't realize that the onlookers of the Immortal Palace were always frightened and prepared to sacrifice themselves and pounce on them as meat pads.

The little fox cub was so focused on performance that he thought of the "unique skill" of swinging.She had already spotted the clusters of flowers on the worry-free tree opposite the swing. The largest cluster was near the top of the tree crown. The dense golden clusters seemed to have absorbed the scorching sun, hanging on the branches like a blazing flame.

Youyou made a rough estimate and felt that the problem was not serious. She had done the thing of flying from the swing to the tree before, and this time she only needed to take a few more steps to pick off the flower branches.She wanted to give this worry-free flower like the sun to her father.

The idea is good, but it is too scary for parents and elder brothers who have never seen such dangerous actions.

The little fox cub made the rolling behind him push harder, skillfully swung the swing in a circle, took advantage of the opportunity to jump out, and quickly transformed into its original shape in the air. The fox's paws rushed forward and landed on the worry-free tree On the ground, jump up and down again and again to hang the branches next to the flower clusters, and turn back into a little baby to fold the flower branches.It can be said that the movements were done in one go, and before the others could react, she was already proudly shaking the gorgeous flower clusters and waving at them: "Father, father, look at the flowers I folded for you!"

The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, which often happens when such a goal is about to be achieved and the spirit gradually relaxes.Youyou thought he was done. When he waved his hands left and right, he forgot that the ground was not flat. He slipped on the sole of his foot carelessly, and fell from the branch before he could grasp it firmly.

If it is normal, the little fox cub only needs to change its original shape, turn over in the air to maintain balance, and land on its four paws safely.It's just because today she folded flowers to give to her father, and the worry-free flowers in her hand bloomed very well. If she transformed into the original form, she would not be able to grasp it securely, and she was a little bit reluctant to give up.In critical moments, she is most afraid of hesitation. Although her thought was only for a moment, she missed the opportunity to reverse it on her own.

The onlookers could see clearly, and there were not a few who moved in response to the moment, but no one was as fast as Donghua.

Although it was the first time for Donghua to see Youyou being so "agile", he had long expected his daughter's naughtiness.Wa'er is a bit skinny, he didn't have any ideas at all, he was just exploring the world, as long as it wasn't outrageous, he wouldn't care.But no matter how naughty you are, you can't make fun of your own safety.

For example, in today's incident, seeing her nimbly jumping from the swing to the tree, he was surprised that she was brave enough, and he also praised him; when he learned that his daughter was going to give him a broken flower branch, the child's enthusiasm was undisguised, and his heart was full of enthusiasm. Warmth arises spontaneously; only in the moment of falling from the tree, Youyou didn’t know what to do, but because he was reluctant to throw away the flowers in his hand, he missed the opportunity to save himself. It was a disaster.

It was expected to catch Youyou, he had a straight face and was not prepared to pretend: "Why didn't you throw the flower away? Don't you know how dangerous it was just now? What if you hurt yourself!"

Youyou was taken aback by the rare and serious face, the little fox cub had probably never seen her father treat her so harshly, and replied in a naive manner: "This is the flower that Youyou gave to father, and I specially picked the biggest and best looking flower. I don’t want to throw it away..." As she spoke, her eyes turned red, she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, "Father, Father, don't be angry, Youyou wants you to be happy, I won't do it next time..."

Youyou, who has always been carefree, wished she could bury her face in her chest, and she herself was a little scared, sobbing softly, secretly wiping the tears with her small hands, but she couldn't wipe them away.

Donghua looked at the worry-free flower tightly held by the little fox cub, and couldn't help but feel soft. His daughter sincerely wanted him to be happy. Such filial piety should be appreciated, and he was angry because she didn't care about her own safety.But in the final analysis, if there is no parental teaching, how can a child understand these things?Couldn't it be that he, the father, has failed first, so how can he vent his anger on the child?

He wiped away the tears for the little fox cub, and his tone couldn't help softening: "Father Hua likes it very much, but don't take any more risks, nothing is more important than the safety of Youyou! Remember?"

The little baby heard the forgiveness in his father's words, so he dared to hook his neck and beg for mercy in a low voice: "Youyou remember, father, please don't be angry with me!"

Donghua took the frightening bouquet of worry-free flowers and took a serious look.The golden flower clusters are blooming brilliantly, and you have good eyesight. Even after a lot of tossing, the sun-like flower clusters have not been damaged, and the slender filaments are like golden awns sprinkled all over, transmitting light and heat from time to time.

But in front of this worry-free tree that has been rooted in the Taichen Palace for an unknown period of time, there are many similar flower clusters hidden among the oily green leaves.I didn't think this flower was outstanding before, but today it should be due to Youyou's affection, which made this ordinary flower a little more cute out of thin air.

The little fox cub in Donghua Diandian's hand pointed to the golden clusters exposed in the swaying tree crown and said: "It's really beautiful, but if it grows on the branches, it may look even better in the future! In the future, father can take You You..."

While he was talking, there seemed to be a flash of light in the dense tree canopy. He followed the shadow with his eyes, but found that at some point, the worry-free flower hanging on the branch shone faintly, and the light became more and more intense, golden yellow. The flower clusters are more like little suns than ever before; the tiny gaps between the leaves also reveal bright spots, which make the meridians on the leaves very clear; looking from bottom to top, the whole tree seems to be bathed in Light in general.

A big golden tree, Youyou said that day, is really rare.

Like the huge sacred tree, the golden red sun at the end of the road, the other world beyond the flames.

I don't know if he is the only one seeing such a scene at this moment, but his thoughts are messed up, and his hands and feet are restrained as if he is sluggish and weak.

In the depths of the empty sea of ​​consciousness, there was always a voice that resounded repeatedly, and he tried hard to distinguish it, as if saying: "...hu...don't...return?" The voice was lonely and sad, with the weight of time, urging The drumbeat, entangled in the soul, can no longer be ignored.

The dazzling light increased suddenly, making people more dizzy, and even the steady heartbeat lost its rhythm, and was hooked into chaos by something.

Donghua's eyes darkened for a while, and he instinctively supported the tree trunk that was close at hand, and finally managed not to make the little fox cub in his arms fall out.

Feng Jiu and Gun Gun were only a few steps slower, and they were relieved to see Donghua catch You Youyuan. Who knew that while he was speaking, he looked up and looked up, but his figure suddenly swayed, and he was about to fall to one side. They were so frightened that they immediately stepped forward to help.

"Donghua, what's the matter with you?" It was the first time Fengjiu saw him in trouble during the day these days, and her heart sank.

"...Nothing, the sun was a bit dazzling, and I didn't pay attention to my feet for a while..." Donghua rubbed his brows, waiting for his vision to recover a little bit.

Feng Jiu and Gun Gun exchanged worried looks as they looked at the consistently warm sunshine for thirteen days.

Donghua put the worry-free flowers that Youyou folded for him on his desk, and he could see them when he looked up.In order to keep the flower clusters longer, he thoughtfully cast a little spell, and when Youyou came to visit his father every day, he would smile with crooked eyebrows when he saw him.

But Fengjiu lost her smile day by day, especially when she found out that Donghua's law of only getting sick at night had been broken since then, and he was not very comfortable in the daytime all the time, because he hid it well, which is not easy for ordinary people. aware.

Her already tense spirit was even more on the verge of breaking out, and even Donghua's comfort could not calm her down for a long time.

Today, the rain is over and the sky is blue, and the wind in the shade is still a bit cool.

When Feng Jiu came to find her with a cloak, Dong Hua was leaning against the gazebo with his eyes slightly closed.The gentle wind blew over the handsome eyebrows and eyes, blowing the loose hair into a mischievous circle.The clouds all over the sky reflected on his face, coating him with an ever-changing halo, and every inch of his skin seemed to be glowing.

The twists and turns of the past few days have not diminished his demeanor. He is still the same as many years ago, and he is still the most godlike deity; he is different from many years ago, and his deep and waveless eyes will also contain warmth .

He should have heard the sound of footsteps, the corners of his lips curled up quietly, pretending to fall asleep, and when she leaned over and lightly put on the outer cloak, he folded his palms to his waist and took one into his arms.

Unexpectedly, as the clothes fell, there was a warm kiss, and the tip of the trembling tongue carefully traced the outline, like a small animal testing its needs, and diluting the anxiety with the gradually increasing force, the sharp canine teeth did not know what to do. Knocked lightly on the lips.

Donghua supported her waist, opened his eyes in surprise, but she hugged her tightly with both arms.The four eyes met, the ends of her eyes were red, and the eyes were full of sparkle. Under the usual coquettishness, there was another kind of grievance flowing.

He waited to lean forward to respond, but she leaned against her shoulder to avoid him; he wanted to wipe the wet corners of her eyes, but she held her arm and refused.She is extremely domineering today, with her slender body trying to suppress him under the cover of the cloak, she only allows herself to light the fire, and does not allow him to pester him.

The hot lips moved from the corner of the mouth to the neck, and then fell from the neck to the shoulders. The moist breath stirred up the trembling of the skin, but it did not bring a charming lingering.

There was a sudden pain in the shoulder, and the sharp teeth pierced the skin and plunged into the flesh, biting hard as if venting anger.The teeth trembled slightly, and the ruthless fangs did not use all their strength after all, and retreated hesitantly.The squeezed area was numb at first, and then there was a sharp tingle, and finally settled on the pain. The warm liquid slowly flowed out from the wound and stained the clothes.

Donghua didn't struggle, but caressed the trembling body curled up in his arms with pity in his eyes, and followed Ruyun's beautiful hair: "Xiaobai..."

Feng Jiu raised her tearful eyes and asked him: "Why don't you take medicine to cultivate yourself? How long do you want to lie to me?"

"no……"

"Are you going to leave our three mothers alone, and don't even say when we leave?"

"I do not have……"

"Donghua, I'm afraid of you like this! I told you, don't leave me alone, why didn't you listen!"

Feng Jiu is not a timid person, but the heavy pressure of many days made her mentally and mentally exhausted. She clutched his hand like grabbing driftwood, and fell on his chest and wept.

Silent tears wet Donghua's skirt, and he only felt that the silent pain was more burning than ever.

Was he being too cruel to her?Even today, he has not told the truth, causing his Xiaobai to toss and turn, having trouble sleeping and eating. He is indeed guilty.

But sometimes complete honesty is not necessarily love. Every choice is so difficult, and those who know it will only be more entangled.He knew how she would choose, and it was because he loved her that he couldn't bear her embarrassment and wanted to hide his options.

Of course he wants to be with Xiaobai for a long time, and this original intention has never changed.However, which way forward is better, he really needs to plan carefully.

The author has something to say:

*A lot of things happened in March. When we were anxious about the epidemic, the sudden joys and sorrows were also embarrassing. Looking back, the temporary ban was only insignificant.No one knows what will happen in the next moment, turning around may be a lifetime.Cherish the person in front of you!