Chapter 880

Qingningzi goes fast and comes back fast.

Lu Zhengkang didn't ask anything. Qingningzi was silent for a while. He turned to see him, "why, aren't you curious?"

"Curious about what?"

"Curious about the plot."

"Why be curious?" Lu Zhengkang scratched his head.

"This plot is very insidious. It may put me in danger." Qingningzi is leaning on the railings of baiyutai, and he doesn't look at other people's swords, so he stares at Lu Zhengkang. In this bad weather, his face is blue. Jiuchenzi's red robe looks like a red quilt of grandma's house soaked in water, especially his innocent expression, just like a dog of grandfather's house eating meat dumplings.

Qingningzi pouts secretly, and immediately feels inappropriate. Lu Zhengkang smiles. He stealthily takes qingningzi's hand. She hides her finger under her wide sleeve robe. When she swings, the sleeve rises, just like the flag under the eaves. It bulges and collapses again. The palm of her finger is like a little butterfly hiding on the top of a tree in the middle of the petal cluster. Lu Zhengkang goes into the cluster. Her finger belly shrinks, and then hits the back of his hand, knocking on the second section of his index finger. It feels cool.

In the world of eternal night, the sky is cold. It seems that Lu Zhengkang himself feels that everything is cold. What qingningzi hides in his sleeve is like a piece of ice jade. He turns his hand and catches her finger. It's really cold. Lu Zhengkang can't help but "eh?" A, will green rather son palm whole catch, put in palm in the heart, his temperature is appropriate. Qingningzi felt that the end of her limbs began to warm up, and the heat seeped into her skin texture, joints and bones. At first, she felt numb as if there were little ants scurrying around. After a while, it was very hot, and it didn't seem so hot, but after a while, it seemed to exude sweat again.

"Nervous about what."

Thin beads of sweat are slippery and sticky on the surface of the skin, just like a layer of scales. Her face is as cold as ice. It's like the light from the moon night. On the frozen lake with a thin layer of snow, it reflects the reflection into the window lattice of others. At the head of the bed, on Grandma's red quilt, it reflects a piece of silver and white The big fluffy peonies on the tree are in full bloom.

When Lu Zhengkang caught her hand, she didn't dodge any more. She let him catch it. He didn't take it back, nor did he clench his fist. Lu Zhengkang's fingers moved and rolled. It was like opening a ball of paper in the palm of his hand. So she opened her palm, and four fingers clasped each other. So he freed up a thumb, bent it up, and trimmed it to a very thin point Stubble fingernails, scratched qingningzi's palm.

The slippery sweat was cut off by his fingernails, and the dry mark was like a child's handwriting on the beach with a wooden stick. A slanting stroke is nothing. At best, it's a skim.

Qingningzi's right hand was held by Lu Zhengkang, so she raised her left hand and covered her face with a large color sleeve robe, which just blocked the smile below the tip of her nose. But the curved corners of her eyes and eyebrows could not be hidden. Could she not put her face under the sleeve? Lu Zhengkang also laughed. Naturally, he was laughing all the time, but now he was more comfortable. He didn't screw up and made qingningzi unhappy. He could still coax him.

She hid behind her sleeve robe and laughed enough. She restrained her expression and tried to draw her hand back. She whispered, "there are still a lot of people watching."

Lu Zhengkang thought it was true, so he let her open her hand. His heart was empty. He saw qingningzi drooping his head slightly, so he grabbed her hand again, pulled her, left the red building all the way, and drove away with the cloud.

The two walked cleanly, completely oblivious to the thoughts of those who watched in secret.

Once again, Lu Zhengkang and Qing ningzi were stepping on the clouds in the air. If they were all mortals, they should be walking on the grass in the countryside. They should grow grass and waist high, and their toes should step on the root of the grass stem to make it fall forward. After raising their feet, the grass leaves rebounded and hit their waist and hem, making a light clattering sound. Now, only after being filtered by the cloud, the comfortable breeze is swirling and lifting the sleeves, just like The flags under the eaves, up and down. The wind whirls in the wonderful spiral of the auricle structure, just like a small marbles in the maze. Finally, Hula falls in the ear canal and sighs gently.

Qingningzi sighed softly. With a sigh, Lu Zhengkang heard it clearly. It was like the sound of a straight konghou plucked by the fingertips of Bai Su who had no intention to brush it.

"Why sigh?"

"I wonder if it's a good thing that I've been cheated by you all the time?"

"Why do you think of this all of a sudden?"

"I'm afraid, after that, I'm not used to being away from you. I can't be happy."

"Well, we said no separation."

"Well, if you always cheat, don't let me cheat you once?"

Lu Zhengkang went to take her other hand and said, "qingning'er, you are angry with me. You think I beat you, don't you?"

Qingningzi was slightly drunk. In the light and clear fragrance of his wine, now he was a little angry. Why didn't he mention it! "Yes, I'm angry. Do you have any way to coax me?"Lu Zhengkang secretly realized that he had said something wrong again. He didn't worry about it. He said in a warm voice, "I'll always lose to you."

"Where are you going to lose to me?" Qingningzi shook his head, took out a hand and stroked his cheek.

"I'll always lose to you. I can't do without you, not you can't do without me. You are my biggest weakness

Qingningzi pulled back the hand that stroked his cheek and held up the sleeve to cover her cheek. This time, she hid her whole face behind the sleeve. But she covered her curved lips and eyebrows. She didn't cover them. Her shaking shoulders and boneless beauty laughed as if the laurel tree were shaking its branches in the sudden strong wind. Her laughter was just like a smile Birds and geese chirped twice, like a distant mountain egret.

Lu Zhengkang went to pull the sleeve that covered her face, and the sleeve faded down her forearm. She hid her arms as white as washed bamboo shoots, and her lips as pink as peaches. Her eyebrows and eyes were hidden in her arms, and she looked out slightly, just like two night stars shining in the night. Qingningzi blamed him for being so rude. She seemed to be angry, but she couldn't help laughing. She was very happy. She showed her neat white teeth, just like white jade rice arranged in order. Her eyes narrowed up had a bright light, beating on her deep eyelashes, like dew rolling on the grass stem.

Lu Zhengkang whispered, "I said I will lose to you forever. You are very happy now." He released his other hand.

She was surprised. It seemed that there was an invisible knot in her hands. She raised her hand to chase the hand that Lu Zhengkang left, and immediately drew back with reserve.

Lu Zhengkang didn't wait for her to stare at him with angry eyes, but he opened his arms like Jesus Christ in the cover of his grandmother's house.

That qingningzi must be a Messiah. She doesn't know what a Messiah is, and Lu Zhengkang doesn't know much about it, but he is willing to put beautiful images on qingningzi, just like she can't help but rush into his arms. It's a simple tacit understanding, and tacit understanding has become a rule of silence.

Lu Zhengkang is smelling her. It's like walking in the night On both sides are the decadent camphor trees, and the elegant air comes from nowhere, filling the chest like this.