This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

When Rong Xuehuai opened his eyes from breath adjustment, the first thing that caught his sight was a haggard Wen Zhe.

Wen Zhe looked a little sleepy, propping up the table with one hand, nodding his head.However, the moment he saw Rong Xuehuai open his eyes, his eyes widened quickly, and he jumped up: "Xuehuai, are you feeling better?"

Rong Xuehuai held out her hand to him.That hand was warm, with the comfortable temperature that Wen Zhe was most familiar with.

"I'm much better." Rong Xuehuai said softly.

Wen Zhe was finally relieved and let out a long breath.Before he could take his palm back, Rong Xuehuai added a little strength and squeezed his hand tightly: "I can feel that you have not left in the room, you have not even gone to the kitchen...why didn't you leave? , Qingqing, why don't you leave?"

Now is finally the time for Wen Zhe to say such things to Rong Xuehuai in such a tone.He put his head down.Looking straight at Rong Xuehuai who was much shorter than herself because she was sitting cross-legged, she said with a smile: "What nonsense, Xuehuai, why would I leave you, I love you."

Rong Xuehuai's eyes trembled slightly.

I don't know if it was Wen Zhe's illusion, but he always felt that the redness in Xue Huai's eyes faded a little at that moment.

"Since you're awake, I won't chew Bigu Dan anymore." Wen Zhe leaned in front of Rong Xuehuai again, and put his arms around Rong Xuehuai's neck: "You have to be prepared, I will order a whole meal." This recipe."

Rong Xuehuai stretched out a hand to hug his waist, and brought him into her arms.

"The requirements are too high." Rong Xuehuai sighed leisurely: "I really don't know how expensive rice is if you are not in charge. If you go to the kitchen to cook in person, won't you order so many dishes?"

The meaning implied in these words made Wen Zhe frowned, and he confirmed: "Xuehuai, you mean... You let me, you allow me to go to the kitchen?"

"I don't need my permission." Rong Xuehuai sighed, "Look, you are another master of Yingri Domain."

Now Wen Zhe held Rong Xuehuai's hand tightly.He used so much force that his five nails turned white.He tentatively asked cautiously, "What if I want to go for a walk after dinner?"

Rong Xuehuai was silent.

Wen Zhe was not disappointed, this was already very good, he did not expect to achieve such a result so soon.

Then he heard Rong Xuehuai's voice, every word was like the sound of nature: "If you go for a walk, let me accompany you, okay?"

"Of course!" Wen Zhe was almost overjoyed—it wasn't because he won the right to take a walk, and he didn't really want to take a walk—it was because Rong Xuehuai's current restraint represented his own restraint on the state of inner demons One step further.

Wen Zhe was afraid of being too hasty, so he took the initiative to take a step back: "When we go out, you can lock me up, Xuehuai."

"Don't say that." Rong Xuehuai frowned, and said in disgust, "That's walking a pet."

Wen Zhe smiled, and he pressed Rong Xuehuai's forehead, feeling the temperature recovered from the other's body contentedly: "Aren't I your little fox?"

"You are. But you are my love."

After having a lunch together, Wen Zhe finally got the right to walk out of the Moon Phi Tower.Rong Xuehuai held his hand with a slightly serious expression, as if she was more nervous than him.

The day was sunny, Wen Zhe narrowed his eyes after walking out of the tower, and raised his hand to block it.After he got used to it, looking at the surrounding environment that he hadn't seen in half a month, he felt very good.

"Where does Qingqing want to go?"

"Just walk around." Wen Zhe didn't make a choice: "You decide where you want to take me."

Rong Xuehuai thought for a while, and then led him towards the Linglong Flower Field.

In that valley lay a huge six-tailed fox made of pure white flowers.They frolicked there, whispered in secret, watched a firework together, and made a marriage proposal under the stars at night.

The sweetest memories are there.

Needless to say, how graceful the swaying Linglong flower is, even the fragrance of the Linglong flower is enough to make people feel refreshed.But Wen Zhe prefers another kind of floral fragrance: pungent and clear, you can smell it faintly on the hair and clothes of the person next to him, and you can smell the hibiscus flower fragrance clearly when you bury your face in his chest .

Rong Xuehuai jumped to the bottom of the valley with Wen Zhe in his arms.The wind blowing past his ears was a bit cool, and Wen Zhe couldn't help but sneezed.When he raised his head, he found Rong Xuehuai frowning at him.

"Xuehuai?"

"I'm not going to catch a cold." Rong Xuehuai reached out and shook his hand, feeling his pulse: "If you don't have cultivation base, your body will indeed weaken. I..."

He hesitated for a moment, but finally said: "Let me untie your cultivation a little bit."

Then, completely unexpected during this trip, Wen Zhe got a little bit—although it was only a tiny amount, it was still the nourishing aura flowing through his meridians.

Rong Xuehuai withdrew her hand from Wen Zhe's dantian, as if she was relieved, and seemed very happy that she could make such a decision.

They sat and lay down, staying in the sea of ​​exquisite flowers.Wen Zhe lay on Rong Xuehuai's lap.His Taoist body temperature is so warm, and the fragrance of flowers is very intoxicating, not to mention the gentle breeze blowing past, the comfortable Wen Zhe almost fell asleep.

He is really tired.For the past few days, Rong Xuehuai has been retreating with all his heart, and he has been worried. He has been lying on the table intermittently for a while, not even going to sleep, just to let Rong Xuehuai open his eyes, the first sight Just saw him.

He did it.And such an approach certainly seems to be effective.

Rong Xuehuai bent her fingers and combed her warm hair with moderate strength.He watched Wen Zhe slowly fall asleep, intending to carry him back to the tower.However, this action encountered a small obstacle in the middle: Wen Zhe's hand also grasped a clump of Linglong flowers in his sleep, and he seemed unwilling to leave easily.

So Rong Xuehuai continued to sit here, donating her thighs to make a pillow for Wen Zhe, and pulled out a thin quilt to cover Wen Zhe.

Wen Zhe didn't immerse himself in black sweetness for long.When he slowly opened his eyes, Rong Xuehuai was concentrating on him, tracing Wen Zhe's outline with his eyes.He watched so intently, as if he could see forever like this.

Obviously he had done something more intimate, but Wen Zhe couldn't help but blush in such eyes.

Seeing that he was awake, Rong Xuehuai lowered her head and kissed him: "Qingqing."

Wen Zhe hooked Rong Xuehuai's neck and sat up with his strength.They hugged each other for a while, before Rong Xuehuai slowly said: "When I was here before, you would always make me a wreath and use all kinds of weird reasons to ask me to wear it."

"Yes." Wen Zhe's eyes flashed: "If I made it up for you now, would you still be willing to wear it?"

"Why not?" Rong Xuehuai said with a smile: "If you make ten, I will wear ten."

They laughed together and found a better pastime than Go.Wen Zhe happily started weaving the wreath, and played with Rong Xuehuai's hair from time to time.Rong Xuehuai smiled and let him go, he just looked at Wen Zhe, happy that Wen Zhe was no longer so full of thoughts.

You know, it's not just Wen Zhe who can sense Rong Xuehuai's emotions, Rong Xuehuai can also sense Wen Zhe's.

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After seven or eight days like this, under Wen Zhe's continuous loosening and comforting, Wen Zhe can walk in the tower at will, and Rong Xuehuai is no longer so persistent and must follow him.

When Wen Zhe was in a certain room in the tower and Rong Xuehuai was in another, Wen Zhe didn't feel like he was being closely watched like the first time.Rong Xuehuai seemed to have let go of him.

And when he wanted to go for a walk outside the tower, as long as he offered to take Rong Xuehuai with him, Rong Xuehuai would always agree.Their scope of activities is of course not limited to Yuzhi Peak.Together, they saw the rare birds on the West Peak, the koi in the Furong Pond, and had a good afternoon with the monsters on the Reshuang Peak.

And Rong Xuehuai didn't mention the little Tiefeng in the middle of these mountains.Seeing this, Wen Zhe naturally pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Now it's time for the third step.Wen Zhe thought.Going to Linglong Huahai that day reminded him of a conversation they had there about Rong Xuehuai's white clothes.He clearly remembered that Xue Huai's attitude was a bit evasive at that time.

——What is the use of wearing white clothes and bamboo hats together?

At noon that day, after lunch, Wen Zhe didn't propose to go out to relax together.

After three sticks of incense, Rong Xuehuai said this to Wen Zhe, who was lying on the table with a gloomy expression: "Doesn't Qingqing want to go for a walk?"

Wen Zhe shook his head: "It's boring."

"Playing chess? Writing? Reading? Drawing? Throwing dice? How about watching a cockfight? Do you want to play with Dianmo? Listen to me play the pipa? Do you want to learn the flute?"

Rong Xuehuai listed a long list of options, and Wen Zhe shook his head like a rattle.While shaking, he realized that they had so many pastimes in their daily life, no wonder they didn't feel bored.

In the end, Rong Xuehuai asked everything, and Wen Zhe just shook his head.

Rong Xuehuai pursed her lips.He sat opposite Wen Zhe and stopped talking.Wen Zhe peeked at him, he seemed a little unhappy.

"I know what you want." His voice was no longer so gentle, it sounded a little... angry?

Wen Zhe blinked, feeling quite surprised.

Neither of them spoke.After a while, Rong Xuehuai asked in a low voice: "If I don't let you get what you want, you will always be 'boring' and 'unhappy', right?"

Not really.Wen Zhe thought silently, it mainly depends on Xuehuai's bottom line.If he was really angry and resisted, Wen Zhe would naturally not insist on going against his will.

And Rong Xuehuai obviously misunderstood Wen Zhe's silence.He stood up and said submissively, "Okay, you won."

He took out the printed book from his storage bag and put it in front of Wen Zhe, and put his hand on Wen Zhe's shoulder.At that moment, Wen Zhe heard a small cracking sound coming from his body, and the four rings clinging to his skin also broke: it was Rong Xuehuai who opened his sealed soul. force.

"Are you happy?" Rong Xuehuai asked, "I know you've been thinking about this."

Wen Zhe sat upright, once again transfixed.

Not to mention that this is not what he wanted, but based on his guess, this printed book was even one of his "criminal evidence", and now it has returned to him so easily, with his Spiritual power.

Wen Zhe looked up at Rong Xuehuai with wide eyes.The muscles on the opponent's face were tense, and he seemed a little angry.But the more emotion in his eyes is "I really can't do anything about you".

Wen Zhe laughed.

"I don't want this, Xue Huai." He tore his eyes away from the book: "I just feel a little monotonous, so I want to chat with others."

He pushed the printed book back in front of Rong Xuehuai: "You take it back. It doesn't matter if you want to seal my spiritual energy."

The fingers beside Rong Xuehuai moved.

But he still said, "Forget it, don't waste your talent."