facial paralysis love

The wind blows Moyi's hair, like a dancing elf in the dark night, those eyes are clear, clean, not stained with dust, and only a person's figure is imprinted on them.

Yan Xi suddenly didn't dare to look into her eyes, and slightly looked away: "Master, when did you become so glib?"

Mo Yi felt a little wronged: "I'm telling the truth."

These days, to be honest, no one believes it, so sad!

Yan Xi was not used to her tone, so he glanced around, and suddenly saw the silent bell on Mo Yi's waist, the small yellow bell swayed with the breeze, but there was no sound at all.

Yan Xi's eyes darkened slightly: "Sir, it's not too late, let's go back."

"Okay." Moyi took Yanxi's hand, and the two of them turned into a stream of light and flew across the sky.

Soon, the two returned to the previous inn.

At that time, the two of them were a little embarrassed, staring straight at the bed in the room.

Well, I didn't talk about it before, it's okay for two people to sleep in the same bed, but now that I have said it, it might be a bit inappropriate for the two of them to sleep in the same bed.

Mainly, you may not be able to sleep at night.

After all, when you sleep, your beloved is lying next to him, and he is also a beautiful person. Excuse me, who can sleep at this time?

Mo Yi glanced at the bed, then at Yanxi, turned his back silently, and was about to go out: "Don't worry, I'll find the shopkeeper to open a new room."

The night was cool, and the man's back was a little depressed.

Yan Xi pursed her lips and called her to stop: "No need for the Master, let's go to sleep together."

Moyi suppressed his smile, turned his head, and asked her pretending to be reserved: "Xiaoxi, are you sure?"

Yan Xi bit her lip, closed her eyes, and kissed her directly: "I'm sure."

White fingers caressed the top belt, pulled it lightly, and the clothes fell to the ground.

So, the lights in the house were turned off, and even the moon in the sky hid behind the clouds, covering its eyes, not daring to look down.

In the middle of the night, Yan Xi opened his eyes, endured the pain and sat up, looked at the marks on his body, silently pursed his lips, and stared at the person next to the pillow.

Mo Yi next to him was still sound asleep, not aware of someone's resentment at all.

Yanxi felt deeply helpless at the moment, what kind of person is she, the reincarnation of a demon god, she would feel weakness in her limbs and severe pain, this can only show that someone is really insane.

With a breath, and with a wave of her hand, the clothes under the bed flew into her hands, she put them on, and got off the bed gently.

Looking at Moyi, Yanxi picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on for her. When he touched the smooth jade-like skin, Yanxi felt twisted in his heart.

It's weird, she looked at it, she touched it, why is she still blushing?

Well, that's a huge question.

After finally wearing it, Yanxi wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed in his heart, alas, it was not easy.

Then, Yanxi picked up the two silent bells on the ground, squinted his eyes slightly, and touched them lightly with his slender fingers: "Silent and silent, faint and hard to shake, Yaoyao Yuling, in this life and in life, ruthless is better than sentient beings."

The silent bell rang, emitting a light yellow light, floating in the air, fully spinning, forming a circle, and the fine bells echoed in the air.

Yan Xi took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and gently dragged the Silent Bell to Mo Yi's body, letting the yellow light envelop her.

"Luo Luo Si Yin, there are only a few people who are affectionate, but there is nothing on the other side, the flowers are blooming in full bloom, Meng Po's tears, the previous life is forgotten, there is no sound, there is no sound, the previous life is strange."

Yan Xi closed his eyes and groaned softly, his elegant and soft voice wafted in the air, and the pictures circled and flashed in front of Yan Xi.

Yan Xi opened her eyes, looking at the pictures in the sky, that is, her past with Moyi, slowly, she raised her hand, erasing one picture after another.

In the end, there was only the last picture left. Two women stood in the middle of the pear blossom forest. Countless fireflies flickered in the dark night sky. They pieced together a huge pear blossom, which bloomed in the air like fireworks.

The two women looked at each other, one with eyes as bright as stars in the sky, and the other smiling with crystal clear tears on her face.

The peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, but they are less than one-tenth of the size of the person in front of me...

Yanxi, are you really willing to erase this last picture?

"Xiaoxi, I, I love you..."

Mo Yi murmured sleepily, she didn't wake up, but seemed to wake up, her tone of affection seemed to melt away the morning mist.

"My lord, I love you too."

Yanxi bowed his head and kissed, tears fell silently, and fell on Moyi's snowy white clothes, dyeing two tears.

Master, I love you, but I must make you forget me.

Because from now on, I will be terrible. I don't want you to know that the person you love is the cruelest person in the world. In that case, I would rather you forget me.

Yan Xi raised her hand, and the last picture was crushed, and the light spot disappeared from her hand, like running water, and she could no longer grasp it, and couldn't get it back.

The silent bell stopped turning, and the light also disappeared, slowly falling into Yanxi's hands, gently putting one down in Moyi's hands, she turned and left.

The door was closed silently, as if it had never been opened.

Moyi had a dream. She dreamed that in a courtyard with a pear tree, a girl in blue was sitting under the tree.

There are two yellow bells hanging on the tree. When the wind blows, the jingle bells are very nice.

Suddenly, the girl in blue stood up and walked towards her. Her eyebrows and eyes were very familiar, but they were also very strange.

She asked softly: "Master, why haven't you come yet? Do you know? I've been waiting for you, waiting for you, for a long, long time..."

Her voice was gradually covered by the sound of the bell, only tears could be seen sliding down her face, those eyes were lonely and desperate.

"You, don't cry." Mo Yi reached out to grab her, but only caught a cloud of mist, and the surrounding scenery also changed.

This is a pear blossom forest, a familiar pear blossom forest, she seems to have been there before.

A woman in blue is standing under the moonlight, and above is a group of fireflies. They seem to gather into a pear blossom, which is so beautiful that it is unreal.

She turned her head to look at Mo Yi, and smiled lightly: "My lord, I'm leaving."

"Don't go."

For some reason, Mo Yi suddenly panicked and hurried to pull her, but nothing stopped her.

The fireflies above also dissipated. In the dark night, only the lonely moon hung in the sky, smiling slightly.

At that moment, Moyi felt his heart hurt, like being burned by fire, more like being pricked by a needle, so painful that you don't understand why it hurts.

Inexplicably, a tear flowed from the corner of Moyi's eyes as he was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.