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"What's wrong with your hand, why is it so cold?" Qing Huan clenched Nan Yang's left hand and frowned.

"My hands are usually cold." Nan Yang replied lightly.

Qing Huan looked Nan Yang up and down, and her eyes locked on her right hand, which was hidden deliberately: "What's wrong with your hand, why is it hidden so deep?"

Nan Yang raised his eyes to meet Qing Huan's eyes, and no longer concealed it, he turned up his right hand wrapped in gauze to show her: "I can't hide it from you, after you left, I accidentally broke the teapot while pouring tea, and was caught The fragment cut my hand. It has been bandaged, and it is all right."

"You have lived for more than a hundred years, why are you still so careless? You really are a lord, and you are used to being served." Qing Huan's frowning brows did not ease, and she pinched Nan Yang's right wrist and looked carefully, "Go back later Alright, I'll give you another dose of medicine."

"No, you are not allowed to apply medicine for me. The wound is ugly, so don't look at it." Nan Yang retracted his right hand and lowered his eyes.

"It's just a wound. Besides, I haven't seen anything on your body, and I'm not allowed to see anything..."

The tips of Nan Yang's ears were red, and she wouldn't feel anything if the two of them usually talked like this in the room, but this was walking on the road, and a few random disciples passed by from time to time. Busy drinking to stop Qing Huan: "Presumptuous!"

"Yes, yes, my respected Master, I am presumptuous," Qing Huan said with a doting tone, and raised her hand to rub Nan Yang's hair, "Then take good care of yourself, don't hurt yourself, and make me worry. "

"..." Nan Yang couldn't help thinking to himself, it was clear that she had taken care of this little boy for more than ten years, so why did she still make fun of him in the end.

"Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome." Nan Yang said suddenly.

"Huh?" Qing Huan hummed in confusion.

"It's not that I'm not used to the food in the Central Plains. You don't have to cook it yourself, it's very troublesome."

During the conversation, the two had arrived at the kitchen in the guest room area. Qing Huan dragged Nan Yang into the kitchen and replied as they walked, "I like you, Master. Because I like you, I always want to do something for you, and I want to do something for you. You pay some, otherwise, I won't know how to express my love."

"Actually, you don't have to be so straightforward." After all, Nan Yang couldn't bear Qing Huan's overly enthusiastic love words, and her ears were already red because of a few words she didn't pay attention to, "I know clearly in my heart." , It's always... unseemly to say it."

"Is there?...Ah, speaking of it, I have never heard Master say that he likes me. It's okay, you just get used to it. I will tell you every day from now on, many times. When you get used to listening, you may start to say sweet words to me." Qing Huan smiled and shook Nan Yang's hand, full of childishness.

There is no one else in the kitchen at this time, only the two of them, so Qing Huan can be wild for a while.

There were no big waves on Nanyang's face, but the redness on the tips of her ears was a little heavier.She was silent for a while, and finally said pamperingly: "...it must be when no one is around."

"Yes, Master." Smiling lightly, he leaned over and kissed Nan Yang quickly on the lips, then briskly walked to the kitchen counter, happily picked up some dishes and washed them.

"When you went to Junqiao, what happened?" Nan Yang asked while looking at Qing Huan cutting vegetables.

"We were careless," Qing Huan's tone suddenly sank, "After the rope ladder at the north entrance was deliberately damaged, Master Shaogu had expected that there were dangerous people behind him, but he didn't communicate with Yanzhong in time, so he found out later. The other two mechanism rope ladders broke down a day earlier. When we reached the last rope ladder, it was...too late."

"Someone wants to trap us in the Valley of Random Flowers. Who is the target...you and me? Or Junqiao, or the disciples of the Gangshan School who came in first?" Nan Yang frowned, thinking carefully.

"Master, I always feel that although all the appearances are scattered, they are connected behind the scenes. But I have thought about it for a long time, but I still don't quite understand it." Qing Huan washed two tomatoes, put them on the chopping board and sliced ​​them .

"Things don't happen for no reason, be more vigilant these days."

"But I usually sleep quite soundly at night. What if someone accidentally kills me while sleeping alone? Master, you are a light sleeper. What do you think I should do?" Take a look at Nanyang.

"..." Nan Yang simply turned his face away, staring intently at the tomato in Qing Huan's hand.

"Master has been looking at my tomatoes. Are you very hungry and want to eat some?" Qing Huan continued to tease Nan Yang, picked up a piece of tomato and handed it to Nan Yang, "Here, I'll eat it for you."

"...too sour." Nan Yang glanced at the red persimmon and said two words lightly.

Smiling lightly, she found a sugar jar, scooped a spoonful of sugar and sprinkled it on the tomato slices, and sent it to Nan Yang: "It's not sour now."

Nan Yang's eyes were glued to the tomato slices, and he leaned his head slightly irresistibly, parted his red lips slightly, and took a small bite.

Qing Huan watched Nan Yang chew slowly, then swallowed carefully, and kept the posture of feeding Nan Yang, motionless.After Nan Yang took the first bite, he continued to eat slowly with Qing Huan's hand.

Nan Yang ate very slowly, Qinghuan's eyes were tightly locked on Nan Yang's soft side face, Nan Yang's forehead to nose bridge, lips to jaw were exquisite and charming, and the drooping curled eyelashes trembled slightly.There seemed to be a fire burning in Qing Huan's black jade-like pupils, wishing to tear the woman in front of her apart, crush her, burn her up, and bury her in her bones. In this lifetime, no matter what, they will never be separated. It's better to die together.

When Nan Yang took the last bite, she accidentally bit Qing Huan's fingertips lightly, and because her fingertips were stained with tomato juice, Nan Yang naturally stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked the lingering lingering lingering Enjoy the sweetness at your fingertips.

The soft, moist and hot touch made Qinghuan's hands tremble a bit, the base of her ears flushed slightly, she lowered her head impatiently, and her deep voice seemed to be trying to suppress something:

"...Lick it clean."

Nan Yang lowered his eyes lower, his ears were already red, but he was surprisingly indulgent to Qing Huan. Following her words, he grabbed Qing Huan's wrist and held Qing Huan's fingertips in his mouth.

Wrapped intimately by the warm lips, the delicate tip of the tongue carefully and slowly licks the sweet juice on Qing Huan's fingers.Nan Yang is really too sweet. He knew in his heart that it was inappropriate to do so, but he still did it subconsciously.

Qing Huan's fingers trembled more and more, her face became more flushed, and her voice trembled slightly: "Master..."

"Huh?" Nan Yang answered vaguely with Qinghuan's fingers in his mouth.

"...Enough, enough."

She should be calm and restrained, not so easily shaken.This is the kitchen, and some things have to be tasted.

"...Mmm." Nan Yang responded with a throat, lowered his eyes and let go of Qing Huan, and licked the rock sugar and juice on his lips.

This woman is serious to the core when she is serious, and she is especially good at revealing a cute and charming side when she is not aware of it.The bewitching beauty should be talking about such an elegant and cold woman, the charm and charm she exudes inadvertently.Just like a little fire in a world of ice and snow, while bringing unexpected surprises, it also brings an absolutely attractive charm.

"Master seems to be very hungry. It's my fault. He didn't settle down properly." Qing Huan's voice was very soft, with a smile inside and a little bit of annoyance.

"I'm not hungry."

"Then you just had a delicious meal."

Nan Yang heard the teasing in Qing Huan's words, pressed his eyebrows and eyes, and said in a helpless tone: "Do you have to tease me like this?"

"You are not only my master, but also my good daughter-in-law." Qing Huan said with a smile, "My daughter-in-law was very good just now, so my husband decided to make sweet and sour fish and sweet lotus root, which my daughter-in-law likes most, to reward my good daughter-in-law's stomach. "

"Nonsense." Nan Yang's voice was much softer, with a smile on his lips.

"If I hadn't been talking nonsense and being as boring as you, wouldn't we have been suffocated to death if we stayed together. Don't you think so, my boring daughter-in-law and Master?"

"...Concentrate on cooking, don't say another word." Although Nan Yang's words were stern, there was an imperceptible smile in his tone.

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After the dishes were ready and out of the pan, the two used some food.After dinner, it was already very late.

After tidying up the kitchen table, Qing Huan followed Nan Yang back to the room.After a day of tossing around, both of them were a little tired. After talking softly on the bed for a while, they fell into a deep sleep.

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It has been raining in Luanhua Valley, sometimes big and sometimes small, but there is no tendency to stop at all.In the middle of the night, the sky was still faintly rolling with thunder and lightning.The dull thunder beat everyone's hearts irregularly, bringing bursts of depression for no reason.

I don't know how many days later, Qinghuan woke up vaguely, got up and went to the table to pour a glass of water, and drank it in a sleepy way.

Nan Yang slept deeply.Qing Huan stared at Nan Yang's soft side face with sleepy eyes for a long time, and her eyes gradually cleared up.

She put down the cup, walked back to the bed quietly, grabbed Nan Yang's right hand as lightly as possible, gently unwound the tightly wrapped gauze, and removed it one by one.

Nan Yang still slept deeply, which was different from the previous one, as if she had experienced something that bothered her during the day.If it was normal, such a movement would be enough to wake up the vigilant her.

The palm under the gauze was obviously scratched by porcelain. The wound was deep, not like it was accidentally scratched, but more like it was cut open with force.

The wound was treated very rough, the flesh and blood stuck together, so blurred that even the palm prints could not be seen clearly.The strange thing is that the pads of the five fingers are very broken, as if they have been rubbed hard on rough ground.The entire palm covered by the gauze is simply horrible, and can only be described as bloody and bloody.

Qing Huan sighed softly, found the golden sore medicine, and carefully applied it on the wound.

She looked at Nan Yang's sleeping face worriedly, opened her mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but she could only sigh again, carefully bandaged her, and put it back carefully.

Nan Yang's eyelashes trembled in the dim candlelight, and the right hand that had just been put back moved a little without a trace, and gently held Qing Huan's retracting hand.

"Are you awake already?" Qing Huan smiled softly and said softly, raising her other hand to pull Nan Yang's hair behind her ear.

"Yeah." Nan Yang opened his eyes leisurely, and glanced lightly at the hand he was holding with Qing Huan, "When I took the medicine, I felt itchy, so I woke up."

"Your face is pale, and the injuries on your hands are not as you told me, what's wrong?" Qing Huan lowered her voice, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle and soft.It seemed that as long as her eyes touched Nan Yang, she would turn into such a docile and soft appearance.

"It has nothing to do with you." After Nan Yang finished speaking, he seemed to realize that something was wrong with his words, so he added: "The reason for my injury has nothing to do with you. Don't worry. There are some things that I can't tell you. You just need to You know, I'm all right now, very healthy."

"Health is good." Qing Huan lowered her eyes and smiled tiredly.

For some reason, when everything was accumulated together, she suddenly felt very tired.Nan Yang hid something from her, which reminded her of what Miao Shan had said to her in Zhongyang City.In fact, she didn't care about other things Miaoshan said, except for that sentence:

"Your master... there are some things that she clearly knows, but has been keeping it from you."

What can Master hide from her?

"Why, are you unhappy?"

"No, Master." Qing Huan turned her face away, and seemed to sigh softly, "No."

Nan Yang saw Qing Huan looking a little disappointed, with an indescribable light in his eyes, slowly sat up, leaned forward, and kissed Qing Huan's soft side face lightly.

Qing Huan looked up at Nan Yang, seemingly a little surprised.

"I'm sorry." Nan Yang's voice was very soft, and he started to feel shy after the kiss, but he didn't dare to look at Qing Huan, "I...I don't want you to be unhappy, but I also...don't know how to make you happy. When you were young, I knew about how to make you happy, give you a candy, or play with you in the snow for a while, and build a snowman. But now..."

"..." Qing Huan looked at Nan Yang quietly, waiting for her to continue.

"I only know that when you are intimate with me like this, I am happy in my heart, so I treat you the same way." Nan Yang paused, raised his eyes to look at Qing Huan's eyes, and there was an unprecedented pleading in his eyes: "Don't be mad at me, okay?"

There was silence in the air for a while, only the faint sound of rolling thunder coming from the distant sky, and the sound of heavy rain falling outside.

Qing Huan looked at Nan Yang's rare soft gaze at this moment, and her heart softened.People are such contradictory animals. They were suspicious one second, but disappeared because of the softness of the person in front of them the next second.

But no matter what, it was because he cared about her.

"As long as you are healthy, why should I be angry?" Qing Huan smiled and raised her hand to pinch Nan Yang's face, "Master, my happiness and anger are all related to you; when I was young, I was happy because you gave me sweets Yes, you built the snowman with me, and no one else will make me happy with a candy or a snowman except you. Although things are messy now, you just need to know that I can be happy or sad Either way, it's all because these things are related to you. So no matter what, as long as you are healthy and safe, as far as I am concerned, there will be no major issues in the world."

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"Master, after going down the mountain, you lost weight and your face became paler." Qing Huan's hand rested on the side of Nan Yang's face, his eyes were so warm and soft that they seemed to be shattered, and it was best to be shattered into powder, and then turned into a puddle of water. So that Nan Yang could not touch the edges and corners in her eyes, "Obviously I made it according to the recipe written in the book, and I watch you eat three meals a day, how can I not gain weight?"

Nan Yang looked into Qing Huan's eyes quietly for a long time, then lowered her head, her ears turning slightly red.

Many things are unnecessary for two people who have lived together for a long time.

They have lived together for more than ten years.For so many years, it is enough to have many tacit understandings.

Just like some sensitivities and concerns, it is all because of caring too much.But after all, we care about each other, so everything is not a bad thing.

"..." Nan Yang didn't know what to answer, but he held his gauze-wrapped right hand tighter and tighter, so tight that he wanted to break the bones of his hand.

She really wanted to respond eagerly like Qing Huan and say some nice and caring words.

But a voice in my head said: No, no, you don't have time.

All this is useless.

"Master, go to sleep, you are very tired." Qing Huan straightened her clothes, lay back on the bed, and murmured in a low voice: "Good dream."

Nan Yang lay down on her side next to Qing Huan, wrapping her arms around her waist, with her face just resting on Qing Huan's neck.Because of lying flat, the crystal red flowing jade around Qing Huan's neck slipped to one side, and the side with the engraved words was just close to Nan Yang's eyes.

The ten beautiful and clean characters on Liuyu were infinitely magnified in Nan Yang's eyes.

Wish to be like Liang Shangyan, see you every year.

Nan Yang stared at Liu Yu for a long time, she was really tired, but she didn't want to sleep, she couldn't sleep.She kept staring at the words on the Liuyu, until she saw the bloodshot around the light brown eyeballs, until the thunder rolling in the sky outside the window gradually disappeared.