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"Return to the soul~" I snapped my fingers in front of An Xiangli's eyes.

An Xiangli hummed with a pale face, and looked at me blankly.

Her dazed look was so cute, I couldn't help pinching her nose, and asked amusedly, "What do you think?"

"Ah, I..." She looked at my smiling face and paused, then lowered her head, "It's nothing."

I smiled, and put my arms around her shoulders: "Let's go, the sun has already set, and we might be able to catch up with dinner when we go to the General's Mansion."

An Xiangli didn't move, his body trembled slightly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" I shook her hand, my palms were covered with sweat, "Why are you sick?"

An Xiangli broke free from my hand, and slowly took two steps back, with her head lowered, her fluffy hair covering her fair and pretty face, making it difficult to see her expression at the moment.

I bent down to tease her: "What's the matter? It's not your style to be so quiet."

An Xiangli hesitated and said: "I, my stomach hurts a little, first, I'm going back first, and I will see you another day."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for my response, he leaned on the wall and stumbled all the way back to the carriage of Hou Anding's house.The curtain of the carriage came down, blocking my eyes from looking at her.

"I've been sick lately." I sighed, and then I became happy again. It would be better if no one bothered me, so that my Ling and I could live a two-person world.

I skipped to the General's Mansion, originally wanted to knock on the door, but felt that it would be troublesome to mobilize people, so I walked around to the backyard of the General's Mansion, climbed over the wall and jumped in.

As soon as he landed, he heard a hissing sound from behind, and then a gust of hot air poured down from the top of his head.

I shrank my neck, turned around and booed: "Xiao Fu, don't make noise."

Fu Bufu rested his front hoof on the fence and leaned his head on the manger. His posture was so charming and comfortable. His noble horse eyes squinted at me, but he didn't pay attention to me.

The performance of not paying attention to me is that it barked again, and this voice was more disgusting than the previous one.

I became angry, and pointed to the little hoof and said, "Is it disobedient? Believe it or not, I sold you to a horseman's shop, and let countless little studs ride you?"

This little hoof can understand human words, and after hearing my savage description, he snorted angrily, and kicked the ground angrily with his hind hoof, as if he wanted to push me to the sky.

I was a little scared at first, but when I saw that it was tied up in the stable and couldn't get out, I couldn't help but screamed: "What? Are you angry? Are you capable of biting me?"

Fu Bufu stared at me fiercely with staring eyes.

I was even more embarrassed: "You bite, you bite, you bite."

Before the words fell, suddenly, the breath behind him was heavy.

I was dragged into a soft and warm embrace by someone. The man lowered his head to enclose my earlobe, and bit it lightly. The hot air sprayed on my ear, making me numb and lose all strength.

She supported me, hooked my earring with the tip of her tongue, pulled it lightly twice, and said with a low smile, "Bite like this, is that okay?"

Ah, it's too good, keep biting, don't stop.I leaned against her contentedly, and touched her slender legs with my backhand.

I haven't seen you for a few days, General Fu, you are good at seducing people.

Fu Bufu looked at us for a while with his horse face drooping, and finally understood what "see no evil" means, and turned his back while wagging his tail.

Fu Ling pinched my chin, tilted her head and kissed me from behind, gently, like a dragonfly touches water, touched me and left, and then touched me lightly.

Then he turned my body around, hugged me, and whispered in his ear: "Maybe I can hug you."

I hugged her back and said happily, "Miss me?"

She didn't answer my question directly, but hugged me and shook me from side to side: "I'm not allowed to go out, I'm too tight, and I was discovered several times. I thought about it, if I don't see you again today, I will Just break into the palace at night, it's best to alert the guards to take me down, so I can see you."

I couldn't close my mouth from ear to ear, my heart was so sweet as to die.

She finally let go of me so I could look up at her.I haven't seen her for half a month, and she has lost a lot of weight. Maybe it's because she has just recovered from a serious injury. Her face is still a little pale, but it makes her eyebrows less heroic and more charming.It's rare for her to not have her hair tied up, but any smooth black hair cascaded down to her waist and landed on my hand.

My Ling can be called the number one beauty in the Southern Dynasties.

She saw that I had been looking at her obsessively, her cheeks were slightly moist, she was a little shy, she lowered her head and took my hand, and led her into her room.

"Are you ok?"

I nodded hurriedly and said, "Except that I can't see you, everything is fine, how about you?" I was thinking about her injury, the cold arrow passed through her shoulder blade that day, I wish I could tear that assassin alive.

Fu Ling chuckled: "Me too."

I laughed again, for some reason, I couldn't stop laughing when I saw her: "What are you too? I wasn't hurt, you were hurt."

After closing the door, she pushed me against the door, leaned slightly to meet my eyes, and said with a smile, "Me too. As long as I see you, everything will be fine."

I endured and endured, but I still couldn't help raising the corners of my mouth: "General Fu is really good at coaxing people."

She lowered her head, kissed my browbones, and then kissed my eyes: "I don't know how to deceive people." It's just what she thinks in her heart, and she says what she says.

I put my lips on hers and kissed her lightly.This is the first time we have such a gentle kiss in all my memories, I want to remember this kiss, I want to remember all our firsts, every time.

I like this person, no matter how much she hates me, no matter whether she ever hurt me or not, I like this person.

All I want is now, just this moment.

After the kiss was over, both of them were a little breathless.

She rubbed against my hair, suddenly paused, reached out and pulled out my hairpin, and my rolled up hair also fell down, hanging down to my waist just like hers.

Fu Ling looked at this jasper hairpin, her eyes sparkling: "I haven't seen you wearing it, I thought you didn't like it."

I said happily, "I'll look good in it."

Fu Ling helped me pull up my hair again, and gently slanted the hairpin, this time she snorted: "It's okay."

The warm atmosphere was gone, and I was a little annoyed: "You never say I'm pretty."

She laughed again, walked to the chair and sat down, looked at me innocently: "I won't lie."

I also sat down and asked perseveringly, "Then who do you think looks better?"

Fuling thought about it carefully, then shook her head helplessly: "I don't see how others look good."

"What do you mean?" I snorted.

Fu Lingdao: "Everyone looks the same in my eyes, the only difference is probably the name. You forget it when you see it." After speaking, he shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression on his face.

I can tell that my Ling is saying that I am special.

I resisted the urge to jump directly into her arms, smoothed the smile on the corner of my mouth, and asked calmly, "Oh? For example?"

My Ling has a good temper today, and said along with me: "For example, Wei Ziming, in my impression, he is a man, a noisy man with the words Wei Ziming engraved on his face."

Wei Ziming burst into tears upon hearing this.

I poured Wei Ziming a glass of wine in my heart.

"Where's An Yunluo?"

After all, Yingluo's appearance is also unforgettable.

Fu Ling was more concise: "The woman with the words An Yunluo engraved on her face."

"Where's An Xiangli?"

Fu Ling hummed, and asked me confused: "Who is An Xiangli?"

Come, Ah Li, don't cry, come into my arms.

I don't know how to write these four words when I get up, I approach her and ask softly: "Then, where is Sang Shuya?"

hear the name.

Her eyes trembled slightly as she looked at me, and her dark pupils suddenly constricted.

I straddled her lap, raised her chin, and looked at her fixedly: "Fu Ling, tell me, what kind of existence is Sang Shuya to you?"

I really read too many dramas, and I always feel that according to the current situation, my Ling should push me away with a cold face, say something that has nothing to do with you, and then slam the door and leave.And I just stayed in this room crying day and night and reflecting on my sins. We have to go through the process of reconciliation, reconciliation, and reconciliation before we can calmly open up and talk about the old people.

My heart is also silently brewing sadness according to the trend of this plot.

But my Ling just hugged me off her body, rubbed my legs, and said complainingly: "Nan Qingliu, you're getting fat again."

"Cough." I pretended not to hear.In order to meet her, I even purposely wrapped a layer of cloth around my waist, trying to squeeze in the bulging flesh. I didn't expect that I was too involved in the drama just now, and I directly exposed my weight.

I crossed my hips and acted like a shrew: "Don't change the subject, I'm asking you something, what is Sang Shuya to you, Fu Ling, if you don't explain it to me today, we will not be able to live this day Already!"

After speaking, in order to match the atmosphere, I also kicked the chair, but the chair remained motionless. I was a little embarrassed, so I had to kick it again, but it remained motionless.I can only make up for my mistake by sitting on a chair with a very tired appearance.

Don't tell me, everything in the Fu family seems to be against me.

Fu Buyi, Fu Chair, Fu Lingling.

Fu Ling looked at me indifferently, and waited for me to calm down completely, then shook her head and said, "My best friend."

"Ok?"

I actually don’t quite understand the concept of a true friend. After all, I don’t have a true friend in my impression. According to Wei Ziming, I’ve always been annoying, and I probably don’t even have any friends.But I can't show my shortcomings in front of my lover. Whether I understand it or not, I have to put on an inscrutable posture to make her think I'm cool.

I said lightly: "Oh, so it's a close friend."

Then I lost the text.

She also turned into a dull gourd again, and just kept staring at me.

I felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by her, and said angrily, "What are you looking at!"

"You." She said lightly.

I'm a little happy, but I still have to tense: "Crazy, what's so interesting about me."

I wanted to slap myself in the mouth as soon as I said this sentence, I look good.

Fu Ling smiled lowly: "I'm also thinking, what's so interesting about you."

I raised my small fist to beat her chest, but she squeezed it, and said again: "What's so good about you, why do so many people like you."

I was startled.

"Who likes me?"

Anyone else like me? ? ? ?

God, there are unexpected gains in this trip?

Fu Ling squinted at me: "You don't know?"

I thought about it, then shook my head: "It seems that An Yunluo likes me..."

The surrounding air sank, and the long-lost creepy feeling returned.

I rubbed my arm, quite excited: "I only know her, who else? Who else? Who else??"

Fu Ling said lightly: "Miss Nan, you seem a little excited."

Oops, I got carried away by accident.

I regained my normal expression, held Fu Ling's hand and solemnly said: "Let them go, they can't get me if they like it, anyway, I only like you."

My General Fu, my Ah Ling finally couldn't help but bend their eyes.

She cleared her throat, and said lightly: "A true friend refers to a friend who has a deep friendship." The word "friend" is clean and crisp.

Ah, that's what it means.

I really don't understand why you have to explain redundantly: "Tch, who asked you."

It's dinner time.

My Lingping retreated from the servants in the small kitchen, washed his hands and made the soup himself.

I knocked on the bowl: "What do you eat? What do you eat? What do you eat?"

She squeezed my chubby face with her flour-stained hands, and taught me with a straight face: "No knocking on the bowl, there are no rules."

I listened to her most, and immediately removed the bowl and started to knock on the table: "What are you eating? What are you eating? What are you eating?"

She shook her head helplessly: "How about Furong Cake?"

My eyes lit up: "Can you do it?"

She smiled and said nothing, kneading her face little by little.

I jumped to her side, hugged her and rubbed against her: "Fu Ling, do you know? My favorite food is hibiscus cake!"

"know."

"Eh?" She actually knew?

Seeing her looking at me quite complacently, I had no choice but to express my joy: "You are amazing, so what else do you know?"

My Ling glanced at me faintly: "I also know that you eat at least three plates for a meal."

After speaking, he frowned and looked at the huge dough in his hand, with a distressed look: "I don't know if this is enough for you."

"..."

Enough is enough.My Ling.