I have a catastrophe

By the way, I don't know when he saw it outside the inner room door, maybe I didn't have extra attention to distract other places at that time.

Cheng Huan said that she was the youngest daughter of the Dragon King of the South China Sea, the little princess Youge, who was dressed in plain and clean clothes, and thought, "Using your mouth to measure your breath? Isn't that something that people who are very close to do?"

Damn!These words killed me, and my face turned ugly on the spot. At that time, it was only a stopgap measure, so I gave him immortal energy with my mouth to save his life. How did this evolve from their mouths? It's so awkward, if Yuan Qing mistook me for taking advantage of him, then I would be guilty of a serious crime!

If Chang Ping wanted to continue talking, he didn't know what it would turn into. He walked up behind them and stopped him, saying: "I have something to talk to Mr. Linghua, and you three can play together, is it possible?" Chang Ping was relentless He pursed his lips unwillingly, but he also knew that there were many things to be busy in the Siming Mansion every day, so he left obediently. You Ge was not emotional, and followed behind Chang Ping, only glanced at his elder brother Chang Ping. Su, Chang Su looked very calm and followed Youge Changping, only turning his head occasionally to pay attention to my side.

You Ge shouted happily: "Go and play with Cheng Huan!"

I finally sent the three of them away, so I accompanied the smiling face, and my facial expression changed to calm, and I said unhurriedly: "You were in a very critical situation that day, so I had to do it to Mr. Linghua... cough cough, it was just a stopgap It's a plan, Mr. Linghua, don't think about me in a wrong way!" After explaining it like this, he shouldn't think that I have unreasonable thoughts about him.

Unexpectedly, he looked at me in a daze and said: "How could I have misunderstood you? You had no choice but to do it. I haven't thanked you for saving my life, so how can I blame you?"

The heart in my throat can finally be put back in place with peace of mind, "That's good, I'm really afraid of you...!"

He happily said, "Why are you afraid of me?"

I'm so scared, I'm afraid you Yuanqing will misunderstand that I'm clinging to you!I have to explain it to you, Yuan Qing, to avoid complications.

At this moment, the air seemed to be stagnant, unable to change.He looked at me, and I looked elsewhere. Could it be that you, Yuan Qing, are kind-hearted, gentle and considerate, and extremely handsome.

He is too busy to rest at all, no, I just entered the writing room and saw him busy sorting out the mountain of destiny booklets in front of him, and his face looked ugly, maybe it was a previous injury, and he hadn't healed yet , I said: "The night is already late, go back to the inner room to rest!"

He frowned as if he couldn't pull it away, rubbed his forehead and said: "The destiny copywriting is piling up every day, and unpredictable things are happening every minute and every second. If I let go of it, the heaven and the earth will be in chaos!"

I knew what he said was true: "Then you have to recuperate your body so that you don't make mistakes, right!" He couldn't stand me chattering beside him, so he had to let me take him back to the inner room to rest.I was afraid that he would be busy with the Book of Destiny again, so I kept guarding him and let him have a good rest.If he doesn't take a good rest and his body is in trouble, he will really be in a mess when he goes to the world that day.

But he only rested for a short while, and then woke up again. The sky was not yet bright, and the sky above the house was full of stars. I went out of the inner room to get some fruit for him to drink. On the way to the inner room of the corridor with fruit, I saw Yuan Qing standing in the pavilion beside the fairy willow tree in the small pond, shaking his snowy nanxiang folding fan that never left his body, I was surprised and puzzled Oh, why is he so precious with his Xueyu Nanxiang folding fan, and he takes it with him wherever he goes, could it be a token of love from someone?

At this time, the wind was blowing gently, and the long hair in the shawl seemed to be fluttering. As if I didn't want to disturb such a handsome person, I walked in and said: "You should go back to the inner room to rest. It's getting colder." He turned his head, turned back again, and said softly: "It's okay." I put the fruit on the marble table, and walked into him again, "It's almost autumn, and it will be a little chilly in the middle of the night , don’t tell me about other illnesses.”

He smiled lightly, "You treat me as a mortal body, this little injury does not prevent me from doing things normally!" I handed the fruit to him, he reached out to catch it, and shouted: "Yingzhuo..."

I followed the sound and looked, as if I saw a familiar memory, but it suddenly disappeared without a trace, "Mr. Linghua, what can I order?"

He asked leisurely: "Do you like cherry blossoms?"

I said: "Sakura... like it?" Not sure, maybe 10 years ago I really liked cherry blossoms!Seeing the 10-year-old cherry tree in the yard now, it feels like deja vu.

He whispered again: "Yes, he likes it very much."

he?who is he?Who is Lord Linghua thinking about?Should I ask, but if I ask, will he say it again!If he doesn't say anything after asking, then it's useless to ask!

But standing still, the air around him was not natural at all, I still urged him to go back to the inner room to rest, I said: "Mr. Linghua, go back and lie down for a while!" He was probably lost in his thoughts, so he didn't answer me Chest, could it be that someone took his soul away for a while?I took another step closer to him, less than half a step away from him, with tenderness on the corner of my lips, "Go back and rest!"

He responded, uh, stared at me, I was stunned for a moment, stepped back a little, and he smiled lightly: "Let's go! If not, you'll be rambling on forever." I smiled, but he didn't. That's right, when did I become wordy!

Staring at him lying back on the bed, I helped him cover the brocade quilt again, and then I went out, then entered the copywriting room, sat at the copywriting table, and began to help Yuanqing classify the booklet of destiny, man, demon, god, beast, The ghosts are sorted and classified, staring at the book of destiny like mountains and seas in front of me, I am very tired. I don’t know how Yuan Qing managed to be the commanding officer for tens of thousands of years?

I admire Yuan Qing very much!

I just saw a booklet of life, on which there is a monster who wants to become a monster, but suffers from being unable to walk, but still has to be carried by a wolf monster...?I muttered: "It's not easy to practice like this!" I followed my eyelids and jumped, as if to prove that something happened?