Monk, this child is yours

"Whether Wujian or I are alone, Qingshuang, because we are always alone." Han Feixue said so, and Ye Qingshuang patted her aching head.

"When will you recover?" Ye Qingshuang asked.

"I will not be able to fully recover until my martial arts recover and my body's memory recovers. Those with incomplete memories will always have their memories recovered..."

Ok……

Ye Qingshuang still accepted Wujian's rhetoric, and after he relaxed, he remembered Han Feixue's bald-headed posture, naked and naked, hugging him. He followed Han Feixue's handsome cheeks to see Han Feixue's smooth chest, and then to his slender thighs. His complexion was flushed and red.

Han Feixue knew what Ye Qingshuang was thinking, and deliberately teased her. She touched Ye Qingshuang's soft lips with her fingers, "What is Qingshuang thinking about?"

Where is he thinking?It's just that the flawless body overlapped with the memory, which reminded him of many images.

Ye Qingshuang blinked her eyes shyly, "Isn't Feixue such a good posture?"

Is it really okay to be so naked?Still a monk.

Han Feixue smiled, "It's not very good, I'll look for a robe."

Han Feixue let go of Ye Qingshuang's body, who was tightly hugging her, stood up and walked towards the hut. Ye Qingshuang hurriedly got up and chased after her.

This is the space, and Han Feixue didn't ask him at all.

Although Ye Qingshuang was chasing after Han Feixue, he never raised his head, because Han Feixue's naked body made him feel embarrassed.

So Ye Qingshuang walked into the hut, took off a set of spare robes that Ye Qingshuang had kept from the shelf, and slowly put them on.

The clothes in Hualou are very fancy and gorgeous, and they look eye-catching and enchanting on Han Feixue's body. If it didn't fit a little bit, Ye Qingshuang would have pounced on it.

Han Feixue put on her clothes and smiled softly at Ye Qingshuang who was leaning against the door, "Is everything here yours?"

Ye Qingshuang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said anxiously: "Won't Feixue ask me where this place is?"

Han Feixue looked around and said, "Probably formed by some kind of appreciation?"

Ye Qingshuang didn't know why he had space, and Han Feixue didn't even try to explain it this way, "What do you do when you're lying down?"

He didn't forget that there was still a wounded body lying on the grass.

"It's okay." Han Feixue said indifferently: "The body will recover automatically, don't worry, so I can spend more time with you."

Accompany him?Could it be that Han Feixue will stay in this posture for a long time?

Although he was very happy that Han Feixue was not as stupid as Wu Jian, and had the same feelings for him as he did for the original body, but he still felt awkward getting along like this all of a sudden.

Han Feixue put on her clothes and walked towards Ye Qingshuang, hugging Ye Qingshuang's waist habitually.

This is the real Han Feixue, not in his memory, he should cherish it.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingshuang moved his right hand, touched Han Feixue's hand, and held it gently. The warm feeling made him very nostalgic. He couldn't help but smile slightly, looked up at Han Feixue, and said with some reproach: "No hair ,Super ugly."

Han Feixue patted her bald head indifferently, "That's right. It's ugly. I'll keep my hair long when I fully recover."

But Han Feixue didn't know that it would be a long, long time since she had long hair.

But his memory did not recover until a long time later.

The two held hands and walked out of the house. Han Feixue saw the abundance of fruits and vegetables not far away, and rarely showed a surprised expression, "I didn't pay much attention just now. How come there are so many things here? I haven't seen it before."

Ye Qingshuang hesitated but couldn't speak, and hurriedly dragged Han Feixue over there, "Do you want Feixue to taste that thing?"

Ye Qingshuang pulled Ye Qingshuang to the side of his newly planted melon as if offering a treasure, squatted down, held the round and big watermelon in his arms, and said: "Why don't Feixue try this, Feixue has never eaten it before." .”

Han Feixue carefully looked at the thing with green skin, and then thought about the details of Wujian and Ye Qingshuang, which made her previous guess more certain. Now the person in front of her is not Ye Qingshuang, but she is more special than Ye Qingshuang. She is very simple and doesn't have much thought , and there are many oddities that interest him.

He and the original Ye Qingshuang had a private life, and they did have a deep friendship. He also understood that Ye Qingshuang wanted to find someone to rely on for life, and he happened to be that person.

Now he is hiding in Wujian's body, who knows when he will be able to recover?

Seeing that Han Feixue was thinking about something, Ye Qingshuang had a dignified expression, so she picked the watermelon and handed it to Han Feixue, "Feixue, don't you want to eat it?"

Han Feixue narrowed her eyes and smiled, "How come?"

Han Feixue took the watermelon in Ye Qingshuang's hand, put it in his hand and tossed it lightly, "How do I eat this thing?"

"You can eat it when you cut it open, but there is no knife inside." Ye Qingshuang said carefully, and licked his mouth. After the watermelon was ripe, he never found a chance to eat it.

"Cut it open?" Han Feixue touched the skin of the watermelon, and swiped hard at the watermelon with one finger. The watermelon was cut into two halves. Ye Qingshuang didn't see how Han Feixue did it at all.

Han Feixue walked out of the melon field and sat on the grass next to it, and put the watermelon in half on the ground. Ye Qingshuang immediately ran over and sat down next to Han Feixue, "The red part is edible, so it's inconvenient to eat in half."

"Then I'll cut it smaller." Han Feixue stroked the watermelon a few more times, and the watermelon split into pieces. Ye Qingshuang took Han Feixue's hand and looked carefully, but found nothing special, "Feixue How did you cut it?"

Han Feixue flipped his palm, and a small white crystal ball appeared in Han Feixue's hand, "There is nothing special about it, it's just a reminder."

"..." Ye Qingshuang thought that Han Feixue's martial arts had recovered, but it turned out to be just a reminder.

Han Feixue picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to Ye Qingshuang, and took a piece herself, "But do you want to eat like this?"

After he finished speaking, he took a bite, and the sweet taste filled his mouth. Han Feixue never knew that there was such a sweet fruit in the world, so he couldn't help but take a few more bites.

"Yes. Eat like that." Ye Qingshuang smiled knowingly, took the watermelon handed over by Han Feixue and quickly ate it.

After the two happily shared a watermelon, Han Feixue lay on the grass and looked at the blue sky, while Ye Qingshuang lay next to Han Feixue, "When did Qingshuang come into the canyon? How did she come in?"

"I was brought in by Huo Ling. How did Feixue get in?" Ye Qingshuang was also curious about how Han Feixue got in.

"I came in by accident." Han Feixue replied like this, and couldn't help frowning when he heard the word Huo Ling. That person was probably the one who chased and killed him in the snake cave. Even though he knew, he wouldn't be right. Ye Qingshuang talked about this matter.

Ye Qingshuang knew that Han Feixue entered the canyon by accident, squinted her eyes and began to fall asleep.

He just got up to find Wujian after he had a nightmare about Wujian.He was very worried just now because he was not injured and injured, but now he relaxed and fell asleep very quickly.

After falling asleep, Ye Qingshuang approached Han Feixue naturally, resting her pillow on Han Feixue's shoulder and breathing steadily.

Han Feixue looked sideways at the sleeping Ye Qingshuang, smiled slightly, and also closed her eyes.