C101

Hualiuyue is the devil's land of returning late the next night.

Most of the moons are as white as snow.

In the light of the wobbly moonlight, a white flowered moon skims away the clouds and slowly steps on the ground.

The sound of footsteps

at this time, the falling green lamp, who had been waiting in the pavilion for a long time, stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

"Long wait?"

Hualiuyue looks at the blue lantern in blue, with a faint smile.

"No."

The falling green lamp makes a splash and bends gently. The night dew on the body has not dried.

"Thank you for waiting."

Hualiuyue frowns slightly, reaches out her hand to gently brush away the night dew on luoqingdeng.

"The green lantern is here to wait for the return of the Immortal King."

The falling green lamp clasped his fist respectfully.

"When have you been so polite to me?"

Hua Liuyue gently fanned the paper fan, pointed to the stone table and said, "sit down first."

"Yes."

Fall green lamp and so on flower flow month sits down, poured a cup of tea to gently push to flower flow month in front.

"Did you find your master?"

For a long time, when the lamp sat down, the lamp raised its head and asked.

"I'm thinking, how long can you hold it for before you ask."

Hua Liuyue smiles and sips hot tea.

The blue lamp is falling.

"I found it."

Hua Liuyue put down the tea cup and said in a heavy tone.

"Well How are you, my lord

The Green Lantern asked in a hurry, looking no longer indifferent.

"What do you say? Probably good. "

Flower flow month helpless smile.

"That's good."

At last, Luo qingdeng was relieved.

"Thank you, Xianjun."

Down Green Lantern road.

"Is that all?"

Flower flow month lift eyes, meet the eyes of the falling green lamp.

"Since you haven't come back with Xianjun, you have his own plan. It's enough to know that you're OK."

The Green Lantern whispered, lowered his head, poured a cup of tea, sipped it and moistened his throat.

"You are really the leader of fenglingjue."

Smell speech, flower flow month can't help laughing, at last, is a sigh, "master and servant two people are stubborn to not like words."

The green light falls and the silence falls.

"He will come back."

Flower flow month, looking at the hazy moonlight, secluded opening.

The expression on Luo qingdeng's face didn't change, but the finger in his sleeve couldn't help shrinking slightly.

……

Maybe it's because of finding fenglingjue all night. Shen Qingchen's disease is more serious.

Looking at Shen Qingchen lying on the bed at this time, Feng lingjue has some bad taste in her heart.

He sighed and just wanted to get up, but to Shen Qingchen's just opened eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Feng Ling Jue quickly reached out to help Shen Qingchen, "how about it? Is it any better? "

Shen Qingchen light smile, "just a minor illness, you don't have to worry about it."

"Why don't you worry? I'm responsible for your illness. "

Feng Ling Jue frowned and said.

"It's none of your business that I'm sick. It's my own problem."

Shen Qingchen sighed, stretched out his hand, gently stroked Feng lingjue's face, and the tone was a little more doting.

The hand that stroked his face was cold and comfortable. Feng Ling Jue laughed and held the hand, half jokingly saying, "do you think I'm tired of driving me away?"

"I never said that."

Shen Qingchen's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her lips are gently raised, and her smile is like spring breeze.

"What do you want me to do?"

Fengling despair of Shen Qingchen, slowly opening, "is to leave, or stay?"

Hua Liuyue's words make Feng Ling think a lot. Maybe he should let go.

And leave or stay, all by a word of Shen Qingchen.

He still has hope in his heart, looking forward to Shen Qingchen now has a little bit of nostalgia for him, so that he can be at ease to stay with Shen Qingchen, even if he is the enemy of the six circles, even if he has nothing, he is willing to give up everything and go to Shen Qingchen.

Looking at Feng Ling Jue, I don't know why, Shen Qingchen felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the bite mark on the knuckle was also painful.

He boasts that he is calm and rational at ordinary times, but he loses his sense in front of fenglingjue again and again. Even if Shen Qingchen is no longer willing to admit it, he thinks that he likes fenglingjue, right?

When did this feeling start?

Maybe he read his article again today, not very mature, but I hope to grow up, come on! (this is for myself)I hope you will continue to support Mojun (this sentence is for you)

thank you!