no one knows better than me

Sure enough, Zhu Heng seemed to be irritated by her words, the expression on his face became dark and unclear in an instant, and his eyes seemed to have completely melted into the dark night.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't look at her again, just hugged Mei Hualan, and passed her by without looking sideways.After a long time, there was no sound behind him, as if no one was standing.

After another ten feet or so, Zhuang Qingliu's ears moved slightly, and at the same time, the shadows on the soles of her feet flashed, as if something flew away from the top of her head.

At this moment, she was completely relieved, and immediately turned around, walked in the opposite direction for a while, then bent down as if she was about to die, and put the plum blossom ring on the ground very lightly.

"I said... respected Mr. Duanzhu, lovely Mr. Duanzhu, dear Mr. Duanzhu, it's because I really can't hold you, it's not because you are heavy!" Zhuang Qingliu sat down against a tree tiredly , looking down at her with a sigh of relief, "Can we rest here for a while?"

But the person she put in her arms didn't respond at all, Mei Hualan didn't know when she fell asleep quietly.

Zhuang Qingliu patted her face lightly back and forth, and called out in a low voice, "Mei Pan?"

There was still no movement, and the dim moonlight cast a pale light on the corners of Mei Hualan's brows and eyes.

"...Panpan, my boss?" After Zhuang Qingliu patted and squeezed back and forth, her hand movements paused, her eyes moved down, and she glanced at the wound where the bleeding had stopped, and then she turned her wrist over again, using Try Mei Hualan's forehead with the back of his hand.

Mei Hualan suddenly moved at this moment, raised her hand dizzily and grasped her wrist, her eyes were still tired and did not open: "Don't be afraid... nothing serious will happen, I'll sleep for a while."

Generally, people who are good at fighting, even if they have to be hit, will instinctively avoid the vital points, so Zhuang Qingliu knew from the beginning that although her injuries looked severe, they would not be life-threatening.Now I heard her say a word in the unbearable torment, so I was completely relieved.

But she leaned against the tree, touched her heart quietly, and looked at the wound on her palm. After resting for a while, she lowered her head and gently touched Mei Hualan's ear and whispered: "I really can't hold you back, I want to throw you away. Land, when I find a place, I will call you over."

Unexpectedly, when she finished speaking, the person in her arms responded softly: "Okay... That's it."

After such a long time, this person is still not dizzy, and he can answer a question thoughtfully.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help but suddenly leaned over and whispered close to her ear: "Forget it, I'm afraid you will be carried away by wolves."

As she spoke, she got up, half-dragged the plum blossoms on her back, and walked all the way to the place where the cliffs and shrubs were more dense. Give me some spiritual power, and we won't be like this now—falling to the bottom of the cliff is tantamount to falling to the bottom of the valley."

Mei Hualan didn't know if she heard it, but she obediently didn't move.

Zhuang Qingliu avoided the jagged rocks under his feet softly: "It's all your fault."

Mei Hualan couldn't refute.

"Actually, you just want to protect me more and don't want to let me get hurt, so you don't want to borrow more of my spiritual power, right?"

Zhuang Qingliu turned into a long and narrow wall, and her eyes suddenly became brighter. She walked around a little bit, and said, "But the show is messed up now, right?"

Mei Hualan's head was pressed against her neck, and the hands in front of Zhuang Qingliu's body shook unconsciously, as if she had fallen asleep.

Zhuang Qingliu probably wrote down [-] accounts for her in his heart, and his pace became slower and slower, and his nagging voice had changed the subject: "You said that there is no place to live in such a big place below, it's really poor , I will never come again.”

As she spoke, she turned around and said: "It seems to be raining today, but I can't even find a cave where I can take shelter temporarily. Hey, my tears are like rain."

As soon as her rainy tears reached the corners of her eyes, suddenly there was a wave of light, and a hole in the wall not far ahead obliquely actually appeared.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Recently, I really have trouble with caves. If I want a cave, I will come to a cave—but since it is so clever, she wonders if the house can be given a house? !

At this moment, there was a whistling wind in my ears, and the broken leaves all over the ground rolled up overwhelmingly, and the mountains and fields became more and more gloomy and cold.

Zhuang Qingliu had no room to be picky. He carried plum blossoms on his back and entered the cave, imitating her before and pointing like knives. With a huff, he cut his palm that had just frozen for a long time. Once the blood came out, the mottled shadows at the bottom of the cliff were silent. Automatically, the surrounding flowers and plants that wanted to care about her or didn't want to care about her spread and gathered, and they were forced to cover the entrance of the cave.

Now when looking from the outside of the cave, this cliff looks like a natural formation, inconspicuous, even if you just pass by, you will hardly be noticed.

After Zhuang Qingliu entered the cave, he tapped on the floating lamp, and the sword of the floating lamp immediately flew out. This time, he didn't act coquettishly and cutely, and hovered obediently and quietly in mid-air, lighting up the halo.Zhuang Qingliu checked it roughly, and found that it was a very ordinary hole, except that it was simple and shabby, there was nothing wrong with it.

She put the plum blossom rails down on the ground and hugged her in her arms, then suddenly lowered her eyes to look at the spirit cranes on the hem of their clothes—the spirit cranes did not respond.

I don't know how this person usually moves. Since these spirit cranes were able to weave clothes before, they must be able to make a simple bed now.

After thinking for a while, Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand to touch it, and took out Mei Sigui's feather from his bosom, held it up in front of his eyes and said, "Baby, please do me a favor, take care of your lanugo, let them make a bed ?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the cranes on the hem of their clothes really moved suddenly, and flew out in circles and circles. After kissing each other on the faces of Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan, they quickly piled up together and froze in place. Zhang Meng's "crane bed" came out.

Zhuang Qingliu looked at the size, then reached out to touch it—it was very soft.

Satisfied, she threw the plum blossom rail onto it. The plum blossom rail sank first, then bounced up in a daze, and the bed surface became stable again.

Zhuang Qingliu thought it would be great if she had "surplus food" for herself, then sighed, half bent down, and gently avoided the wound, and then took off Mei Hualan's coat so that she could sleep comfortably a little.After undressing, he took the coat in his hand and turned it over, feeling a little melancholy in his heart - obviously he was the one who was liked, but after a long time, he undressed and undressed with the waiter here in the cave instead.

I really can't think about it, but the tears are about to fall again.

She pulled out the small blanket she had brought from the Qiankun bag, carefully covered the person on the bed, and then pinched her face: "I really want to wake you up first, so you can see how I serve you." your."

But the person on the bed didn't even move their eyelashes, probably pinching his face like the second senior brother wouldn't be able to wake up now.

——Mei Hualan won't fall down easily, but once he faints, he always seems to be lingering on something in a dream, and he can't wake up no matter how he screams.

Zhuang Qingliu leaned on the head of the bed in a daze, looked at her back and forth quietly for a while, then put away his thoughts, made a "stool" with the things in his Qiankun bag and all kinds of messy old clothes, and lay down beside her bed .

The floating lamp stood quietly beside it, automatically softening and dimming the halo, but Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and said, "Brighter."

Hula—the tip of the floating lamp's sword was so bright that Zhuang Qingliu was blinded for two seconds.

"..." It's hard to say that this is not mischievous.

After slowing down for a while, she turned her head and glanced at the floating lamp: "It's just right, you change it back for me quickly."

The floating lamp went dark again innocently.

"Look at your sword." Zhuang Qingliu turned his eyes back, lowered his head and took out a handkerchief, which was soaked by the spring water from Zhulingqin, and said to Mei Hualan, "Once you don't look at it, it will be better than anyone else." Dupi, when you wake up, you must remember to discipline yourself well, even a beating is fine."

The floating lamp suddenly turned haggard.

Zhuang Qingliu turned his head slightly and raised his eyebrows at it, then sat on the edge of the bed, and with a wet handkerchief, he wiped the face of the person on the bed little by little.

Meihualan's beautiful tip, full forehead, obedient eyebrows, well-behaved eyelashes, very deep nose...all passed under Zhuang Qingliu's hands, and finally landed on the thin and delicate lips.

Zhuang Qingliu's fingertips slid across her lips out of thin air, and finally tapped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.

A face seemed to become really clear after walking over it like this, and this person's face——Zhuang Qingliu always felt that it had to be so clean all the time.

The cave was quiet, but the noise outside was getting louder and louder, as if the mountain wind was getting stronger, and even the air seemed to be filled with moisture.

Meihualan might have been disturbed, her tightly pressed thin lips moved suddenly, as if unconsciously muttering something in a low voice.

Zhuang Qingliu twisted the handkerchief aside, turned back and lowered her head, holding her breath and asking, "What?"

Mei Hualan's lips moved again, as if she hadn't slept well, her eyebrows frowned tightly.

Zhuang Qingliu had no choice but to lower her head, tilt her ears, and approach her mouth: "Huh?"

She had just finished speaking when she felt a very light kiss on her ear.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help turning her head, and looked down at her: "..."

Even fainted, can it be like this?

She looked down at Mei Hualan's peaceful sleeping face for a while in shock, made a biting expression at her angrily, and then took her hand into the palm of her hand.

"Everyone here has their own use for catching me. It's hard for you to really like me."

After a long time, Zhuang Qingliu bowed his head softly and said something, then lay down beside the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

She was fast asleep, and the chasing spirit beside her suddenly moved silently, and flew to the side in an instant, knocked the floating lamp away soundlessly, and then occupied its position, standing there by herself, with the blade shining. There was a moon-white halo.

……

Before the floating lamp flew back, Du E, which Zhuang Qingliu was keeping in his sleeve, also flew out. It had regained a little golden light, and after swimming and circling a few times in the air, it caught the spirit chasing knife handle, and a tug rips it away.

Chasing Ling spun without wind, and the blade turned into a circle to cut it.At this time, the floating lamp jumped back and joined the battle... It was so weird, with a knife, a sword and a rope, it started a performance in the dark night like no one else was there.

……

Zhuang Qingliu didn't know anything about all this, she just fell into a deep sleep with exhaustion, and then unexpectedly in the middle of the night, Mei Hualan had already woken up, and was looking at her lightly without blinking.

Zhuang Qingliu opened her eyes and was in a daze for a while before blinking her eyelashes: "Are you awake?" She kept her voice very low, as if she was afraid of making noise.

Mei Hualan's eyes glowed with an incomparably soft color, she brushed her face with the palm of her hand and moved slightly, which was her answer.

...Yes, before Zhuang Qingliu went to bed, she actually held the plum blossom ring with both hands and wrapped it in her palm to prevent her from sleeping unsteadily, but when she fell asleep, she unconsciously put her hands on it. Under the head - now when she wakes up, it seems that she put her hand in this person's palm.

"Cough..." She pretended to raise her head very naturally, and glanced towards the entrance of the cave. It was still dusty outside, and it seemed that the sky hadn't fully dawned yet.

"Zhu Heng is here. Lan Song is restrained by him, so he should be fine for the time being. Si Gui also went out to find City Lord Yan and Si Ji, and will probably be back soon."

After Zhuang Qingliu summed up the current situation concisely, he turned around and said to Mei Hualan, "So if you're sleepy, sleep a little longer. Don't worry. We'll talk about the other things after you've rested."

Mei Hualan heard the words, moved her eyelashes lightly without saying anything, then turned sideways, moved slowly into the bed by herself, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come up."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Mei Hualan lay quietly on her side, rubbed her fingertips on her face where the imprints were made from sleeping on her stomach, and repeated: "Come up to sleep, it's okay."

Although Zhuang Qingliu felt that she was thinking a little bit wrongly, and the tone of "it's okay" meant that it didn't matter to those who shared the same bed, but it wasn't this that she was hesitant about, but her own sleeping habits.

In her previous life, she had a big bear and a big crocodile, and she would definitely hold her in her arms every night when she went to sleep. This is a habit she has had since she was very young, as if... She felt that she should have held something in her arms .

So what if she falls asleep and hugs and subconsciously presses the man's wound.

After seeing her expression, Mei Hualan stretched out her hand and lowered her eyes, and took the initiative to untie Zhuang Qingliu's skirt.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly grabbed her hand: "Okay, okay, I'll do it myself."

After she finished speaking, she thought it would be fine to behave herself, then she took off her coat in twos and twos, rolled onto the bed and lay down next to Mei Hualan, and raised her hand to correct her sleeping position: "Lie down, don't lie on your side, I don't have much room to roll around .”

"En." Mei Hualan pursed her lips, and followed her movements to lie down slightly.

Zhuang Qingliu turned left and right on the bed, and winked at her: "But I'm a little sleepy, but I can't sleep, what should I do?"

When she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong, and she made up for herself like a whirlwind: "I mean, the wind outside is too loud... Ugh."

Mei Hualan had been looking at her quietly with her head tilted. At this moment, she stretched out her hands without saying a word, and covered Zhuang Qingliu's ears with both hands... But because the bed was so small, this movement seemed to hold her in her arms. Same.

……

Although, but... Even if this person is in such a mess, there is still a pleasant smell of flowers on his body, Zhuang Qingliu ignorantly murmured, and actually started to feel dizzy, and soon fell asleep again.

At this moment, Mei Hualan lowered her head and lowered her eyes, and looked at her motionless for a while, then moved her gaze down, all the way to Zhuang Qingliu's slightly curled left hand.

Her eyes fell on it for a moment, then she stretched out her hand and touched it gently.

A wound on the palm has almost healed strangely, leaving only a tiny scratch—Mei Hualan glanced at the hole, and could probably guess what was going on, the person in her arms was learning something very quickly, basically It's all just a glance, or the first time you fiddle with it.

Uh...not really, it seems that only language talent is not very good. The quiet room that I thought about in the study said that I would help her sort out ancient books, but in the end, most of the ancient characters on it were unknown, and then I lay quietly on the bed fell asleep on the table.After studying it secretly for so long, I didn’t actually learn much.

Mei Hualan lowered her head thoughtfully again, touched her healed wound and pondered for a while, then slowly raised her eyes, gently hugged the person in front of her into her arms, and then pulled the little girl on her body. The blanket covered the two of them together, and closed their eyes again.

The sword rope next to him was quiet for a moment as if there was nothing to do... people turned their bodies around as if they were looking away, and then jumped from stillness to leaping like lightning, as if the sculpture-like chicken just now had never existed.

Ghostly.

……

Zhuang Qingliu slept peacefully for a longer time this time. When she woke up midway, although the sky outside was already bright, it was very gloomy, and it seemed that she could still hear the sound of raindrops rustling at the entrance of the cave... and it was so close Although Mei Hualan hugged her with her beard and tail, she slept very soundly.

In Zhuang Qingliu's memory, she had never shared a bed with anyone before, so this feeling of being surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and warmth...although it was a bit strange, it was really likable.

After staring at Mei Hualan's sleeping face without moving for a while, she suddenly quietly and proactively curled up a little more in her arms, and immediately nestled her head securely in Mei Hualan's shoulder socket, and fell asleep with her eyes closed again.

Only then did Mei Hualan open her eyes silently, her white face was like ripples on a calm lake, gently spreading a widening smile.

She seemed to think of a lot of things at this moment, and she seemed to turn over the past that she had been waiting for all these years bit by bit.

She had waited so long for a person, and this person was finally curled up in her arms trustingly and securely.

Mei Hualan's silent gaze seemed to have drifted lightly and far away for a long time, and then fell on a gorgeous spot of light, condensed into a point and retracted.A moment later, she gently closed her eyes, lowered her head and slowly approached, calmly and decisively bit the corner of Zhuang Qingliu's sleeping mouth, and asked for herself a soft kiss that had been recalled countless times in midnight dreams.

……

The rustling sound in my ears gradually stopped, and the sky finally brightened.

When Zhuang Qingliu woke up this time, she met a pair of clear and translucent eyes. It seemed that Mei Hualan must have been awake for a long time... and she must have been looking at her for a long time.

"What's going on, shouldn't you be going to faint for a long time? Why do you always wake up earlier than me?"

After Zhuang Qingliu looked at her for a moment, he suddenly closed his eyes again, lazily turned himself over, and smiled on the pillow.

Mei Hualan seemed to be in a good mood, and the ending sounded a bit convoluted: "You're pressing my wound."

"?" Zhuang Qingliu immediately looked down and looked, "I don't have it? It's close..." She stretched out her finger, measured two and a half, laughed, and compared between the eyes of the two He squeezed a gap where only air can pass back and forth, and said, "It's so far away!"

Mei Hualan's eyes fell between her two fingers, she seemed to laugh too, and then looked into her eyes: "That's why I feel a little pain."

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her curiously, withdrew his hand, turned back on his side, facing the person who would take the initiative to cry out for pain, and raised his arms and asked, "What else?"

Mei Hualan then said: "I still want to drink water."

Zhuang Qingliu nodded and blinked: "Is there any more?"

"Yes." Mei Hualan picked up the blanket that covered the two of them this time, and motioned her to look down, "You still have legs that are numb from your pressure, so why don't you rub them?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

The author has something to say: A certain Mei, who is so bold, just found out that my Zhuang took the initiative to get into her arms once, and she dared to kiss her. If one day I found out that my Zhuang secretly kissed her, I would probably &#? [email protected]#...!