Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 339, Monk, Come to the Bowl 20
Seeing Qingcheng like this, the little monk didn't care about other things at all, carefully hugged Qingcheng in his arms, pushed open the door, and hurried back into the room.

Gently put Qingcheng on the bed, the expression on Yuqingchi's face couldn't hide the tension, her body temperature was warm, and the slight heartbeat reminded him that the little fox in his arms was still fine, but he didn't know how to pass out up.

Yuqingchi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the white ball with complicated eyes, and smoothed her hair with his fingers.

The night was getting darker and darker. When Yuqingchi felt sleepy, he lay on the bed in obscene clothes and fell asleep.

Although his eyes were sore and unbearable, Yuqingchi did not feel sleepy at all. In his mind, the scene not long ago always flashed, where the girl was numb.

There was a swishing sound in the bamboo forest outside, Yuqingchi suddenly came back to his senses, sat up from the bed, and chanted scriptures to calm his beating heart.

When the bottom of her heart was completely calmed down, Yu Qingchi got up, lit the candle on the desk, took over the thick book on the side, opened the unwritten space in the middle, picked up the pen and ink, straightened her body, with a serious face, and recorded of what happened today.

Until he recorded everything today, he looked at the fruit that the little fox gave him today on the desk. He pursed his lips and used another piece of paper. After writing the inscription, he gently dried it and placed it next to the fruit.

After finishing these, he browsed through his diary that recorded today, and made a cross next to the princess.

The candlelight swayed gently on the wall, reflecting shadows, Yu Qingchi covered his mouth and yawned, tidied up his things, went back to bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Red candles are flickering, mandarin ducks are shining brightly, sandalwood is permeating, and the whole room is preserved.

In the heavy red mist, men and women who couldn't see their faces were kissing fiercely, the red curtains were rolling, and the air seemed to exude an ambiguous atmosphere that made people blush and heartbeat.

The melodious sound, accompanied by the intimate call, seems to be the mysterious Sanskrit sound from ancient times.

"Forever love, love Weiyang, Weiyang, Weiyang, my favorite Weiyang, you love me, if you love me, we will be together in this life, this life, and forever, and we will never be apart, okay?"

As the woman's gentle voice resounded in my ears, the scene in front of me suddenly changed, blood filled the sky, bones were piled high, and there were many ghosts.

A drop of sweat fell from his forehead, and the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, the sadness, fear and panic poured out of his eyes, and he did not hide it.

The sun poured down through the windows and scattered in the room, which was very warm, making the white balls curled up on the bed seem to have a luster.

Shui Lingling, her big round eyes met Yuqingchi's without blinking. Yuqingchi seemed to be able to see layers of ice from the bottom of her eyes that would not melt for thousands of years.

However, in an instant, the ice and snow melted, and a pair of black and white eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Yuqingchi wiped the sweat off his face, tilted his head, frowned, and approached the white ball on the bed.

"Why is there a fox in my bed?"

Seeing the appearance of Bai Tuanzi on the bed, Yu Qingchi was taken aback, with an extremely surprised expression on his face, and murmured.

When Qingcheng saw Yuqingchi looking at her, with the surprise and strangeness in his eyes, he knew that he had forgotten himself again.

Even though she had expected it in her heart, Qingcheng was still unhappy, and jumped on Yuqingchi's lap, looking at him with pride.

(End of this chapter)