Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

"But when I was little, I loved pestering my senior brother to play with me. Thinking back then, it was really childish. This reminds me of my old hobby, carpentry. It was just some small things I liked to do to kill time when I got tired of sword practice..."

The young man spoke solemnly, his brows gradually relaxed, a faint smile flickered in his eyes, and his slightly pursed lips opened and closed from time to time. Only when he heard her breathing gradually steady did he stop talking and lower his eyes slightly.

He walked steadily to the cupboard and took out a quilt. In the corner of the cupboard lay a rose-scented sachet, and the faint scent of roses wafted faintly from his nose.

After covering Qin Changsheng with the quilt, Li Lianhua returned to the recliner, closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

The air around is filled with the faint scent of pine and charcoal, which is the unique warmth and tranquility of winter.

As time passed, the night had quietly weaved onto the window lattices, and the moonlight was thin, barely filtering through the carved wooden windows, casting mottled shadows.

The sparks of the charcoal fire gradually became sparse, and the light became dimmer and dimmer. Finally, the last spark was quietly extinguished, leaving only a pile of ashes.

The coldness came again, and Qin Changsheng couldn't help but shiver. She noticed the sudden disappearance of warmth earlier than Li Lianhua. She lowered her head and stared at the bedding on her body, then slowly turned her head to look at Li Lianhua who was lying straight beside her.

Qin Changsheng sighed deeply, stood up, lifted the recliner easily with one hand, moved silently to the side of the young man, then lay back down again, pulled the quilt over him and covered him with it.

Because it was not a complete merger, there was a small gap in the middle, and cold air kept drilling in. It felt like it was only treating the symptoms and not the root cause. Li Lianhua, who was lying on the side, frowned.

Qin Changsheng quietly reached out from under the quilt and gently touched the back of his hand. It was very cold, like touching a piece of ice.

This body is really well-maintained...

Qin Changsheng's face was solemn. He raised his hand to draw on his divine power and chanted a spell. Silk threads seemed to appear faintly at his fingertips. These threads extended all the way, connecting the eaves of the hall, the window paper, and the mysterious runes engraved on the wall with special ink.

Complex and ancient runes were engraved on the glowing totem, trembling slightly with the surge of divine power. Warmth surged in the room again, and the flowing runes brushed across his brow like a veil. A faint light enveloped one side of his cheek, revealing a warm, clear yellow color.

Before long, the shining totem filled the entire space with warmth, which dissipated the coldness in Li Lianhua's body, and her frown slowly relaxed, as if it was late spring.

Qin Changsheng flicked his fingers, and the candlelight went out instantly, leaving only a small candle in the corner, the flame trembling slightly, emitting a hint of warm light.

I also lay on the recliner and fell asleep again in the warm environment.

Warm and peaceful.

The next day, Li Lianhua fell into a deep sleep again after a long time, until the dawn broke. He calmly brushed the hair behind his ears, sat quietly for a while, and then came to his senses.

Qin Changsheng had already gone somewhere. She must have known that he was going out and no one would cook for her, so she went out to find food by herself.

It rained all night, and although the ground was a little muddy, it was still shrouded in mist, the air was fresh, and there was a faint fragrance of grass and trees in the nose.

Maybe because he had a good night's sleep, he felt a little better today, so he could go home early...