The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

An Shenxiang slowly emerged from the purple-gold unicorn stove, and the flower buds in the white porcelain bottle were in full bloom. She stumbled and rushed over, her soft body trembling slightly, and Zhou Jing hugged her tightly silently, buried her deep in the crest of her neck and took a breath of cold water. Xiang: "Why don't you want to?"

Qin Ji wrapped her arms around her waist, and the heat from the quilt passed through the underwear ambiguously.She raised her head slightly, her neckline was graceful and slender, her porcelain-white skin was as delicate as first snow, and her eyes were like water, moistening the beating heart of the day scene.

As she cuddled affectionately, she didn't say a word, put her hand on the back of her sweetheart's head, and closed her eyes peacefully.Indulge her lover to linger on that snowy neck.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Jingsheng warmed up the spring with his lips.

The peach blossoms in spring bloomed gorgeously on the side of her neck, she looked at it more in a good mood.Suddenly thinking of the past, the smile is bright and joyful.

Qin Ji's hands around her waist were softly resting on the back of her neck at some point, her apricot eyes were subtle and subtle, and the end of her eyes was blush, she looked at the gentle and frivolous woman shyly while wanting to say: "Benefactor..."

Confidentially, the simple two words cost most of the Patriarch's life.

The hand holding the porridge was barely steady, and the bewildered spirit slowly woke up. Zhou Jing's eyes were helplessly spoiled, and for the time being, he suppressed the burning passion in his heart: "Let's eat first."

The girl sat on her lap as if she had no bones, nestled in her warm embrace, obediently waiting for feeding.

In her previous life, she was used to serving her errands, and if she did it again, she would quickly regain some familiarity.

He fed the warm rice porridge to his lips, seeing her not moving, Zhou Jing rubbed the sensitive part of her waist amusedly.

The girl is like a frightened deer looking at her with innocent eyes, half-understood, half-understood, half-annoyed, justly seduced by pure love.

You have to be coaxed even to drink porridge, and Zhou Jing's heart is so sweet that it's ridiculous: "Zhou Zhou, open your mouth."

Seeing the girl blankly opened her mouth and let her feed her, she bent her eyebrows and eyes, Qin Ji didn't know how to eat, and her eyes were glued to her body, she was afraid that this dream would wake up all of a sudden, and it would have nothing to do with her after waking up.

She pinched the corner of Zhou Jing's clothes, and was fed a few more mouthfuls. The small porcelain bowl was not big, and she was full after drinking half of the bowl. She fed again, and shook her head blindly: "I can't eat any more."

I haven't eaten properly for a long time, and my stomach and intestines can't digest too much food. Zhou Jing's heart suddenly hurts, and I finally understand why she has lost so much weight. She is so thin that only a handful of bones are left in her arms. The flesh and blood are made of water. how much weight.

She couldn't help but blame Dao Heng for this.

If it wasn't for Dao Heng's unauthorized action to trap her in the ecstasy and illusion, she should have returned to Zhou Zhou after the closed life and death test, otherwise, where did all these things come from?

The most she can't see the girl she loves in her heart suffer, so she calmly takes care of her in her heart.

"Are you eating?" Qin Ji took the porcelain spoon she was holding between her fingers, and did all the things her benefactor just did. Seeing her eating happily, her eyes smiled unconsciously: "Slow down, eat again." Order some side dishes."

The two 'reunited after a long absence', and instead, Zhou Jing became the one being served.

The girl moves gracefully and slowly, and her every move is very pleasing to the eye.

It's a cool autumn day, and she couldn't see the heat from the rice porridge. She frowned, "I'll tell Xiaohong to go to the back kitchen to heat it up."

"No need to be hot." Holding the white wrist that couldn't be covered by her sleeve, the corners of Zhou Jing's lips curled up: "My heart is hot, and I just need a bowl of cold porridge. I'm still hungry, so feed me two more."

She said she was hungry, and Qin Ji sat back in her arms distressedly: "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"Not afraid."

Changye Shengjun's destiny is fire, and he can walk freely in a thin shirt in extremely cold places.What's more, holding the girl you've been thinking about, the fire will burst from your heart.

She no longer restrained herself, Qin Ji nestled in her arms and felt the pleasant heat carefully, and smiled lightly.

When she smiled, she had the beauty of melting ice and snow: "You are so hot."

Zhou Jing was slightly embarrassed: "So it's just a bowl of porridge, it won't cool me down."

These words are not without reason, Qin Ji thought of the times of carnival in her dream, every time she woke up, her temples would be wet with sweat, her mind seemed to be pleased by the raging fire, scalding people, but not hurting others.

She guessed that her benefactor was extraordinary, so she couldn't bear to ask why she used the technique of transformation to cover up her daughter's figure, and she didn't ask who she was, how could she teach the Mo family to be afraid like that?

She doesn't ask anything, just wants to be with her forever.

The small half bowl of porridge bottomed out very quickly, Qin Ji saw her thin lips stained with soft glutinous porridge grains, her heart roared enthusiastically, she shyly and boldly hooked the tip of her tongue to lick it away for her.

Facing the blazing starry eyes of Shang Zhoujing, she smiled obediently and slowly rosy her ears, trying to change the topic: "Are you still hungry? I'm going to the back kitchen—"

She was about to leave, but a strong hand grabbed her waist forcefully, and her arms were propped on her benefactor's shoulders defenselessly. Qin Ji's eyes were full of water, and she couldn't help but be obsessed with her.

At three o'clock in the morning, the stars and the moon are in the sky.Hua Hong stood in the courtyard coughing until her lungs were about to bleed.

Breathing intertwined, the daytime scene was close to the girl's lips, her eyes were red, and a bright spark flashed across her eyes, Qin Ji's waist softened: "Benefactor, do you want to stay with Qin Ji tonight?"

She wasted a lot of effort to say the words to keep people, her face was too delicate to be ashamed.She finally came out of the dream, she couldn't bear her.

Zhou Jing's mouth was dry, and he struggled several times: "It's late at night, I..."

"Is the benefactor leaving?"

Seeing her embarrassed face, Qin Ji felt lost, and the pain came from nowhere and she pushed her loved one away: "You go."

She turned cold, and it was only when Zhou Jing realized that she had said something stupid, but she had to think about Zhou Zhou's reputation.Tomorrow, the Qiushuicheng family will definitely visit Liuyan Pavilion, and if they want to know that she lives in Zhouzhou Courtyard, it will inevitably cause rumors.

"I'll come see you tomorrow." She adjusted her breathing and covered her daughter's body in a way of changing.

Qin Ji spoke too quickly, and now it was too late to regret it, so she struggled to take two steps forward to smooth out the slight wrinkles of her clothes.

The benefactor wore men's clothes three to four points more elegantly and freely than women's clothes, which was unmatched by all the men in the world put together.

She reluctantly twirled the jade belt around her waist, her eyes were moist: "Are you sure to come tomorrow?"

"It will definitely come."

"Then you go." She reluctantly looked away.

"I'm leaving, and I'll be back in a few hours. When does Zhou Zhou want to see me?"

what time?Qin Ji's apricot eyes flickered, and she thought to herself, she wants to see you anytime.

But she couldn't say that, she bit Zhou Jing's chin angrily, biting someone, her eyes were clouded and she didn't speak.

Hua Hong stamped her feet anxiously outside.

Qin Ji sighed: "You go."

"I want to go, but you should let me go."

Qin Ji glanced at her lightly, and smiled: "Isn't my benefactor also holding my waist? If you are like this, how can I push it away?"

Zhou Jing blushed, she had waited for 20 years for her Zhou Zhou to grow up, and when she met today, she naturally wished she could sleep with her and never leave her.

But there are other things to do tonight.

Whether it's Mo Wenzhong's evil intentions or the Qin family's harsh treatment, she doesn't want to let it go.The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and immediately dispersed those charms: "I will accompany you tomorrow morning."

"If you don't come tomorrow morning, I don't have to eat."

Zhou Jing was stunned, and smiled: "Whoever blocks me from seeing you tomorrow morning, I will flatten his mansion with one foot!"

She thought of Daohang again, Daohanggui, the master of the upper realm, interfered in human affairs without authorization, and he would suffer the backlash of heaven.

Now that she left the extremely cold place and entered the world again, even Daoheng couldn't control her.

From this point of view, it is better to have human beings in the world.

No matter how beautiful Xinghe is, she cannot be more beautiful than her girl.It's a pity that Daoheng doesn't understand this truth.

After she left, the temperature in the boudoir cooled down a lot.

The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves outside the window, Qin Ji stared at the fallen leaves, the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense, she chased after her: "Benefactor...benefactor!?"

"Master?" She ran out in a panic, but was stopped by Liu Lu: "Master, the Patriarch has already left."

Qin Ji chased out of the courtyard regardless, and crashed into an embrace full of vanilla.Just about to resist, the cold thorns all over her body instantly softened into catkins.

Zhou Jing stabilized his figure and hugged her with a smile: "I forgot to say, Zhou Zhou, I belong to you."

The sky, the stars and the moon shone brightly, and her lover's words were too pleasant to hear. Qin Ji's worry about gain and loss was well appeased, and she smiled brightly: "Okay, I will remember."

"Also, a birthday present for you." She took off the white jade she was wearing next to her body. The jade surface was moist and smooth, embellished with gold threads and snow-white hair. Loving and affectionate.

Qin Ji's heart trembled when she saw her, she suddenly felt ashamed, and she took the initiative to withdraw from her embrace, as if she was anxious to get rid of her haunting image, pretending to have a cool and elegant face.

"See you tomorrow, Zhou Zhou."

The snowy color disappeared under the moon, and the figure could no longer be seen. Only then did Qin Ji think about picking up the jade pendant, but she saw the word "My Love" seriously engraved on the jade face, with one stroke and one stroke penetrating three points. It seemed to be engraved into her soul, causing continuous shocks.

"My love, my love..."

She muttered to herself, rubbed her fingertips on the jade surface, and tried to capture the emotion that had just emerged violently, but there was nowhere to find it.

At this time, Xinhu suddenly had a strange thought: her star has returned.