Qu Qing understood her own thoughts when she couldn't help kissing Ming Xu.

It turned out that she meant so much to the little dragon cub.

She likes Mingxu.

For millions of years, it was hard to find someone who was willing to take the initiative to walk towards her, didn't care about her boringness, and didn't care about her aloofness, who would laugh at her and yell at her, breaking her gray world into pieces. Wipe the colorful colors of this world into the ice and snow.

But this liking she just understood only existed for a moment, and was lost the moment Mingxu recovered her memory.

The Ming Xu who recovered his memory was the wise and respectful Ming Xu, not the little dragon cub who liked her and depended on her to command her with confidence.

Quqing treated Mingxu differently from the very beginning, it was the first time she saw such a vivid life, until Mingxu lost his memory, this freshness evolved to the extreme, dazzling every moment, but And fleeting.

The fast Qu Qing didn't even catch her in time.

The only thing she can say when she draws a clear line is, "Nothing."

Until the two of them returned to the temple together, she watched Mingxu leave with oil on the soles of his feet in silence, and sat on the rockery waiting for her involuntarily.

At night, she cooked the meal, but waited until the dish was cold, and the candle was dying, and she didn't even wait for the little dragon cub to come back.

Qu Qing hadn't felt such helplessness for a long time.

The last time was when she was just born.

Unaccompanied, the Quartet is an enemy.

This time, his heart was empty, with a whistling pain.

The four seasons of the dormitory communicated with her, and she felt that she was in trouble and wanted to use the rain to calm down, so it started to rain.

But the more it is in the rain, the colder it is. Those who want to be washed can't be washed off, but soaked into the heart along the rain.

Qu Qing thought a lot.

According to what she did in the past, no one can give her what she doesn't want, and she will try her best to get what she wants.

She should ask the little dragon cub if she can live up to what she said. If she doesn't count, she will take the little dragon cub back to the ghost world even if she hits the Nine Heavens, lock her up, and never let her out again. It doesn't matter if Xiaolong cubs are angry with her and she hates her, even if the whole heaven is under the gate of the ghost world.

Qu Qing is not really as calm and indifferent as Ming Xu imagined.

She is extremely indifferent to this world, and even has no scruples about her life and death, otherwise she would not enter the ghost realm, and the ghost world would not be so afraid of her.

How could Qu Qing's profound spiritual power not be able to contain the evil spirit that was released, but she didn't want to, she wasted effort to restrain herself lazily, as for the possibility that others might be hurt by approaching her, what does it matter to her?

Qu Qing has been a lonely ghost since she was born, she doesn't need to be approached by anyone, and she doesn't need to be accompanied by anyone.

After so many years, there was a little boy who perfectly avoided all the barriers she set up, rushed straight to her heart, and left immediately when she woke up.

She was the one who teased her first, so how could she leave first?

Qu Qing clenched his fists in the rainy night, and the evil spirit around him became more and more intense.

She was nostalgic for the sweetness of their lips and teeth, and even more for the warmth of Wen Xiang nephrite in her arms, she couldn't let Ming Xu go.

Such thoughts intensified in her heart, and she almost wanted to catch Ming Xu and lock her in the small bamboo building right now.

The paranoid and strong thoughts were silenced by the worried "Ghost, why are you getting caught in the rain here? Go in and hide from the rain".

Qu Qing looked at Ming Xu through the rain curtain, she knew how embarrassed she was now.

She hid all the evil energy in her deep eyes, not wanting to be discovered, and just quietly stared at this girl who could make her heart fluctuate without a trace.

Then he gradually softened his heart.

Couldn't even say a single serious word.

She found that she had nothing to do with the little dragon cub.

It's really wasted all these years.

*

Ming Xu really wanted to ignore the sourness in her heart, but she couldn't.

So he could only silently take Qu Qing to the small bamboo building, use spells to fill the bathtub with hot water for her and push her to take a bath.

In fact, whether it is a ghost or a god, there is no need to take a bath, a cleansing spell can solve everything.

But Mingxu likes the feeling of soaking in the water, the warmth is raging all over her body, and her limbs and bones can relax, so she thinks that giving Qu Qing a try might also be able to soothe her body and mind.

Qu Qing listened to her very much, took off her clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

Ming Xu stood guard for her outside.

My heart is in a mess.

She couldn't tell where the confusion was, but she was confused when she saw Qu Qing, her heart was astringent, and the sourness almost rose to the tip of her tongue.

When talking with Jiang Ran in the afternoon, she was very calm. Her Majesty the Celestial Clan had all the standards she should have. She thought she had returned to normal, but now it seems that she has not.

The little dragon cub was taken aback, staring blankly at the void, and after an unknown period of time, he suddenly realized that Qu Qing hadn't come out until now.

"Ghost Lord?" Ming Xu called inside, but no one answered.

Knowing that nothing would happen after taking a bath, Mingxu still became worried. She called out a few more times tentatively, but seeing that no one answered, she bit her lip and walked in.

The room is filled with mist, and Qu Qing's figure looms behind the screen. She is putting on clothes, and the light reflects her slender curves.

Ming Xu blushed immediately, and wanted to take two steps back and walk out, but Qu Qing walked out first.

She was wearing a thin bathrobe, her ankles were exposed, her complexion had returned to indifference, her back was straight as she walked, and her aura was strong.

"Why did your Highness come in?" Qu Qing asked while wiping her hair.

Seeing her walking towards him, Mingxu took two steps back subconsciously, but stuck to the wall. She said it confidently, as if to embolden herself: "I saw that you haven't come out for so long, so I thought something happened to you." What's the matter, I just can't help but take a peek at Qu Qing's exquisite curve wrapped in a bathrobe, especially every time Qu Qing takes a step closer, the curve magnifies a little, until Qu Qing completely walks in front of her.

"Oh?" Qu Qing was condescending, and raised a hand to trap the little dragon cub between himself and the wall: "Little Highness, you said that you want to draw a line with me, so don't do such misleading things." thing."

Ming Xu was enveloped by Qu Qing's scent, and her already chaotic heart became even more chaotic, accompanied by a strong beating, which made her hands and feet stiff.

Even when she was only four or five hundred years old in her memory, Qu Qing didn't have such a strong appearance, her brows were bewitching, her eyes were dark, as if she was about to eat her.

This state only lasted for a moment, and Qu Qing let go of her.

Ming Xu heard Qu Qingqing say: "I am a human being, and it's fine to be a little sad about losing something. Your Highness doesn't have to blame yourself for this, it just causes people to misunderstand."

In case she finally decides to let her go because of her soft heart, and hook her obsession again.

At that time, there will be one more person in all kinds of pain.

Qu Qing's face was calm, but Ming Xu was full of sourness under her words.

Until Qu Qing left, she was thinking, where did the sourness in her heart come from?

*

Ming Xu lay on the golden nanmu bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Ming Xu doesn't like to spend the night with worries, she has always asked herself to be optimistic and calm the next morning.

The current state of mind made her have to carefully break down the feelings in her heart.

Does the four- to five-hundred-year-old little dragon cub like Qu Qing?

Of course I like it.

Does the [-]-year-old little dragon cub like Qu Qing?

I don't know.

But the little dragon cubs are all the same person, the four or five hundred year old little dragon cubs like it, why do the fifty thousand year old little dragon cubs resist it so much?

wrong.

The [-]-year-old little dragon cub told Qu Qing that she would feel uncomfortable if she drew a clear line, would feel guilty for being a little scumbag, and would feel heartbroken and worried when she saw Qu Qing in the rain. .

But she can clearly know that her current feelings are not that deep.

Then what should she do to keep herself and Qu Qing from feeling uncomfortable?

Ming Xu sat on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, thinking about Yue.

Probably because she was too fascinated by thinking, it was already dawn when she looked up from the window again.

There was no continuous rain today, but it was also a cloudy day. Ming Xu stared at the dark clouds in the sky for a long time, and he had an idea in his heart, and his brows, which had been tightly knit all night, gradually loosened.

It happened that Qu Qing came over with the food.

Mingxu's body needs to recover for another day or two. Quqing's meals for the past few days are still cooked for Mingxu as usual, but they are no longer brought in.

She just put the plate in front of the window and was about to leave.

Ming Xu called her to stop: "Ghost Lord, wait a minute."

Saying that, Ming Xu jumped off the bed, his hair was disheveled, and he ran towards her barefoot, and stood in front of her immediately, with the blanket swaying over his body, but his expression was extremely serious.

"Ghost, you have to recognize it clearly," Ming Xu said, "I am Ming Xu who is [-] years old, not Ming Xu who is [-] or [-] years old and foolishly treats you as a Taoist companion."

Qu Qing felt a pain in her heart when she heard the words, her upturned eyes turned a little red, she said in a deep voice: "If your highness wants to remind me of this matter, then there is no need."

There is no need to deliberately stab her in the heart, she will know whether she likes her dragon or the time when she is four or five hundred years old.

Ming Xu ignored her, and continued: "Ming Xu, who is [-] years old, has a heavy burden on him. He is not so naive or stupid, but he is still himself, still willful, and he is also a bully. Bad cubs, hard to be emotional."

Speaking of this, Mingxu suddenly laughed, her brows and eyes were full of agility and slyness: "But she will still feel sad for the ghost, and will feel distressed when she sees the ghost ruining herself in the rain."

In Mingxu's eyes, the sincerity, freshness, and warmth of Qu Qing was a little dazed, and the heat reached his heart, making it jump up, which had already returned to coldness and loneliness.

Qu Qing froze in place, waiting for Ming Xu's next words.

"So, Ghost Lord, if you really like me, why don't you think of a way to treat me better, so that Ming Xu, who is [-] years old, will also fall in love with you with all his heart."

What a rogue and irresistible sentence.

What can be done?

The [-]-year-old Mingxu is indeed much worse than the [-]-[-]-year-old Ming Xu, but Qu Qing still likes it, and can be easily moved by the little villain.

——Excitement and ashes are between the lips and teeth of the little villain.

Qu Qing's face was still cold, as if she never showed her pain, but at this moment, the dark clouds on the zenith suddenly dissipated, and under the sunshine, she stared at the smiling girl, and slowly uttered a word: "Okay!" .”

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