The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Kong Wenmin, Chen Qingxuan suddenly cut off Kong Wenmin's words, his tone was a little heavy, it's not a question of what I like.

Kong Wenmin froze all over suddenly, and then grinned dryly at Chen Qingxuan: Qingxuan, I drank too much today, so no matter what you say, I don't remember.

You really don't remember anything? Chen Qingxuan looked at the smiling face that was uglier than crying, and his heart suddenly felt sore. He stretched out his hands to hold Kong Wenmin's face, and seeing the man's stiff face instantly, he leaned over and looked at him. With a light touch on the cold cheek, he sat up straight again, and then said slowly, Don't you remember?

Qing, Qingxuan... Kong Wenmin stammered and couldn't speak clearly, I'm not easy to tease, don't...don't tease me, I, I will take it seriously.

Then take it seriously. Chen Qingxuan said, with the man's eyes wide open, he took the sachet, looked at the Ping An neatly embroidered with gold thread gauge on the top, and the Ping An on the back. Joy.

Peace and joy, isn't this exactly what he has been longing for? It's just that he didn't expect that it would be a man who brought him peace and joy, and he didn't even expect that he could get these things only by being around this man. In the past, his pride made him refuse to admit it, but at this moment, in this When the family is reunited and the most peaceful and happy, he can't hold on any longer. Others may not know how important reunion is to him, but Kong Wenmin can empathize with him the most.

This is the first time for him and Kong Wenmin to watch the new year. He hopes that every year at this time, Kong Wenmin will be by his side and watch the new year with him.

Chen Qingxuan's heart was very complicated, and then he was relieved. He lowered his head and tied the sachet on his belt. He reached out and stroked the tassels on his head. eye sockets.

Qingxuan, I had a dream just now, Kong Wenmin said suddenly, his lips curled up uncontrollably, but his voice was hoarse, It's been many years, and I've never had such a beautiful dream.

Now, the dream has come true? Chen Qingxuan looked at those tearful eyes, and couldn't help but also wet his eyes.

Yes, the dream has come true, Kong Wenmin nodded with a smile, pointing to the fireworks outside the window, and said, Not only has it come true, but there are more things than in the dream.

Chen Qingxuan followed the direction of his finger, looked outside, and smiled along the way: It's so rare, I've never seen it before, and it's only because of Wen Jie and Miss Fang that we can see it...

Chen Qingxuan couldn't continue, a quilt was covered and draped over his body, the man who was half lying down, sat behind him at this time, tentatively put his hands on his waist, Chen Qingxuan suddenly He sat up straight and felt that the pores all over his body were trembling, but he didn't push the hand away. He heard a long breath coming from the hand, and then his whole body was embraced by Kong Wenmin, The warm quilt then covered him tightly.

It's windy, Kong Wenmin said in a low voice, while silently pulling people closer together, he could feel Chen Qingxuan's nervousness, but he was actually more nervous than Chen Qingxuan, with dry mouth and dizziness, he When he was seventeen years old, he had never been so nervous when he raised a knife to kill someone for the first time. In fact, he wanted to put his head on Chen Qingxuan's shoulder, but he didn't dare, but at this time his chest was pressed against Chen Qingxuan As long as he took a breath, he could smell the faint smell of incense candles on Chen Qingxuan's body. He couldn't be more satisfied, This...so warm.

Chen Qingxuan laughed puchi, laughing at his nervousness and naivety, and for a while he didn't feel so confronted with an enemy. He relaxed, leaned comfortably in Kong Wenmin's arms, and looked at the night sky outside. Amidst the radiant fireworks, a question suddenly came to mind: By the way, Kong Wenmin, what song did you sing just now?