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His heart ached for this man. In the end, what kind of suffering had this man suffered from, to the point where he could not sleep every day. Was it because he closed his eyes, would he remember that unforgettable nightmare of his?

That night, Lo Jinghong indeed accompanied Ouyang Fenghua to sleep. Ouyang Fenghua slept on the bed, and arranged for Lo Jinghong to sleep in the outer pagoda. But in the middle of the night, Lo Jinghong got up and went to the inner room.

"Feng Hua, Feng Hua, don't be afraid. I'm here." Lo Jinghong grabbed Ouyang Fenghua's hand and hugged Ouyang Fenghua in his embrace. Watching Ouyang Fenghua fall into his own nightmare, what kind of nightmare was it that it would cause Ouyang Fenghua to still be like this?

"What, what should we do?" Wake up, you magnificent. " Lo Jinghong almost had no idea what to do, and at that moment, the door opened, and Nalan Ruoshi walked in. Lo Jinghong almost thought that she saw wrongly, shouldn't Nalan Ruoshi sleep?

"He has always been like this, ever since the day I met him, it has always been like this. Honger, you can't help him, on his body, there is the sadness of death, his nightmare.

Nalan Ruoshi still remembered that the first time he stayed in the Ouyang Mansion, it was on the first day Ouyang Fenghua built his residence. That day, Nalan Ruoshi got drunk, but Ouyang Fenghua didn't get drunk.

However, Nalan Ruoshi woke up in the middle of the night. He wanted to drink, so he went to find Ouyang Fenghua, and thought that although it was the middle of the night and it was not good to barge into other people's rooms, but as a man, he would not have any sort of scruples. However, the moment Nalan Ruoshi saw Ouyang Fenghua, Nalan Ruoshi regretted it immediately.

That night, Nalan Ruoshi did not sleep. Standing guard over Ouyang Fenghua, just like his wife, standing guard over Ouyang Fenghua. On the other hand, Ouyang Fenghua was not polite at all, he kept holding onto Nalan Ruoshi, all the way until morning, when Ouyang Fenghua woke up.

Ouyang Fenghua didn't even say a word of thanks. However from then on, Ouyang Fenghua had let go of the grudge in his heart. He could slightly trust Nalan Ruoshi, and also believe that Nalan Ruoshi truly treated him as a friend.

After hearing everything that Nalan Ruoshi had told him, Lo Jinghong seemed to have thought of something that he could console himself with, "So, Feng Hua is making friends to sleep, and since he wants to make me a friend, then, how can I let Feng Hua down?"

Nalan Ruoshi did not speak anymore. The night was still very cold and cold, Nalan Ruoshi took off his clothes and draped them over Lo Jinghong's body, "It's cold at night, do not hurt your body just to make friends, it's not worth it, Honger."

Lo Jinghong listened to Nalan Ruoshi's weird words, but when she turned around, she found that Nalan Ruoshi was sitting on a chair behind him, "Young Master Ruo, aren't you going back to sleep?"

Nalan Ruoshi didn't even raise his head as he closed his eyes and replied Lo Jinghong, "A lone man and a single woman, to be alone in one room. If this prince isn't here, Lo Jinghong, your innocence for the rest of your life will be ruined."

Lo Jinghong stopped talking this time, and allowed Nalan Ruoshi to remain inside the room. Ouyang Fenghua would not let go until he woke up, and this kind of night was something that Lo Jinghong had never experienced before. It was just that after this night, Lo Jinghong knew that she was no longer the same as Ouyang Fenghua.

Ouyang Fenghua woke up the next day the same way he did with Nalan Ruoshi, without saying sorry, nor did he explain anything. Lo Jinghong did not sleep all night, and also did not return to the Luo Mansion, "I'm going out to wash up, you guys wash up too.

Lo Jinghong wrote a few things and then passed it to the servants of the Ouyang Mansion to prepare. She asked Ouyang Fenghua to borrow a lot of people, and without asking why, Ouyang Fenghua borrowed them.

It was also by accident that Lo Jinghong found the peach forest for ten miles. Thinking about it, Nalan Ruoshi and Shui Qingcheng needed a place to settle their differences, then, there was only such a beautiful place.

There, Lo Jinghong also received a call from Shui Qingcheng, "What? You invited me here to spend time with me? "Elder sister, I'm accompanying someone, but you need money. A lot of money, where's my money?"

"Qingcheng, the person accompanying you is not me, but another person. He has spent a lot of money on this silver, but he can't leave, my Sister Qingcheng."

After Lo Jinghong finished speaking, Nalan Ruoshi walked out from behind him. Only then did Shui Qingcheng understand, it turned out that the reason Lo Jinghong had invited him here was because of Nalan Ruoshi. Shui Qingcheng looked at Nalan Ruoshi, and her eyes seemed to be on fire.

For a moment, Lo Jinghong felt that she had done something wrong. She did not know what kind of hatred did Shui Qingcheng have with Nalan Ruoshi, but today, in this beautiful peach forest, whether they could give up their enmity was their good fortune.

"Okay, as a red woman, I have done my best. As for this place, it is a beautiful place. As it is a beautiful place, I naturally have to do beautiful things. I will not disturb the two of you." Lo Jinghong pulled Ouyang Fenghua, who didn't feel anything at all, and left together.

pulled Ouyang Fenghua and ran around the place that was full of flying flowers. Lo Jinghong felt that this place was very beautiful, and she was also very beautiful. Especially Ouyang Fenghua, who was standing beside her, she was even more beautiful.

Lo Jinghong pulled Ouyang Fenghua along as he sat down, and leaned on Ouyang Fenghua's body, "I didn't sleep last night, and was very tired. I arranged a barbecue dance for you at night, don't forget to wake me up."

This was the first time Ouyang Fenghua had carefully sized up this little girl called Lo Jinghong. She was like her name, and it was indeed a surprise for her. Ouyang Fenghua still remembered that when he woke up in the morning and saw Lo Jinghong for the first time, his ice-cold heart began to waver.