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"Oh...Okay..." Feng Qingcheng didn't bother to move, she wanted to wash her hands later, but the beauty was waving in front of her, so she couldn't let her go.Long Qingque held a towel in his hand, and Feng Qingcheng washed his hands. Long Qingque stood beside him, and saw that the stream of clear water flowed out along his white fingers, and the back of his hands became more delicate after being moistened by the water.Feng Qingcheng's fingers are slender, not as petite as ordinary girls' palms. Its owner washes it very carefully. Feng Qingcheng straightened up to get a towel after washing. Long Qingque looked away and raised his hand. The towel was handed to Feng Qingcheng, and he said softly, "Here."

"En, okay, thank you." Feng Qingcheng took the towel and wiped her hands, raised her head and took a closer look at Long Qingque, seeing that the blush on her cheeks had faded a lot, and she looked as clean and beautiful as white porcelain now .However, Feng Qingcheng was still worried, and asked: "Long Er, is your health really better?"

"It's better." Long Qingque replied blankly, meeting the eyes that looked at her, she avoided it, and walked a few steps into the living room.Feng Qingcheng smacked his lips, why does this person seem very guilty!Thinking of this, she tiptoed to the living room in the direction of Long Qingque, who was sitting on the sofa, and she wanted to see if the man said he was tired.Feng Qingcheng walked over like a cat, but before she arrived, she heard someone from the side asking seriously: "Qing Cheng, why are you walking like this?" look at her.Long Qingque didn't look back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this guy still likes to play so much, let her go!

"Chaoyang, are you going to cook? Let me do it!" Feng Qingcheng was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Chaoyang was choosing dishes, she forgot that she was going to scare Long Qingque. Instead, she asked Chaoyang. I went back to my room to rest.Chaoyang quickly waved his hand and said, "Qingcheng, I'll do it, you and the master can rest for a while!" Chaoyang retreated to the kitchen and continued to work, Feng Qingcheng put the towel in his hand and went into the kitchen.Long Qingque followed to the kitchen with a reluctant gaze. This man was clearly avoiding her, and whenever the two of them were alone, she would find excuses to leave.

As soon as Feng Qingcheng entered the kitchen, she was stopped by Chaoyang. She refused to let Feng Qingcheng touch those things, and begged: "Qingcheng, it's good if I come, really, if I can't, go to Yang You teach me, just stay with the master in the room."

Feng Qingcheng's face turned red when she saw Chaoyang anxious, she stretched out in mid-air and stopped there stiffly, neither stretched out nor retracted, she just wanted to cook, and she didn't want to make a big fuss.Feng Qingcheng withdrew her hand embarrassingly, and asked with some embarrassment: "Chaoyang, am I thinking too much? Why do I feel that your attitude towards me has changed a lot?" Feng Qingcheng hesitated for a long time, and asked Questions in my heart.

"Is there?" Chaoyang bent down to wash the vegetables, her eyes were wet for some reason, thinking about how hard her master was, she finally found someone, but the person in front of her had completely forgotten her master, what year and month Only then can we regain the past... Chaoyang felt sad for a while, thinking that the son-in-law had passed away and didn't want to reunite in another world, but after the reunion, there was no surprise.

"That's why I said, did I think too much, you guys..." Feng Qingcheng grabbed the ends of her hair and curled it back and forth, looking at her feet.Chaoyang glanced sideways, the man looked very troubled, she also started to actively think about it, right?This should be a good thing!Chaoyang bit her lip and called out after a while: "Miss Qing Cheng."

"En, what's the matter?" Feng Qingcheng raised her head and found that Chaoyang was hesitating to speak. She looked back at the living room. The angle was wrong, but she couldn't see Long Qingque. Feng Qingcheng walked to Chaoyang and asked softly: "Chaoyang Yang, do you have something to say?"

"Qingcheng, I just want to say one thing, you are the person the master is looking for." Chaoyang looked solemn, as if saying something shocking, Feng Qingcheng's figure was fixed there, Chaoyang was in her impression She can't lie, isn't she?Why is it again?Could it be that the nonsense that Long Qingque said last night also meant this?Feng Qingcheng couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that the woman in the living room traveled through thousands of years just to find her.

This chat could no longer go on, Chaoyang refused to let her intervene in the cooking, so Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to leave the kitchen, feeling a little confused.Feng Qingcheng walked out of the kitchen in a daze, and found that Long Qingque was arranging the clothes she had bought. She also walked over and tidied up together silently.

Feng Qingcheng was half-kneeling, his thoughts wandering, and the movements in his hands were only mechanical. He took the clothes out of the packaging bag, shook them a few times, laid them flat on the table, and stretched the wrinkled corners. After the sleeves are folded, the right sleeve is folded on top, the hem is lifted up and folded in half, and then folded in half left and right, and a square shape comes out.The movements are skillful, and it looks like something he often does, but the absent-minded appearance is very annoying. People are by her side, but the heart is not there. It's fine if he can't think of her. He doesn't even pay attention to her. Long Qingque's Her white fingers curved out and tapped lightly on the table to make a crisp knocking sound, which caught Feng Qingcheng's attention, and Feng Qingcheng stopped what she was doing, and asked slowly: "Long'er, what's the matter?" ?”

"You have something on your mind." Long Qingque's tone was very light, but he was determined. His faint eyes locked on Feng Qingcheng, not missing a single bit. Feng Qingcheng saw the rouge-like red lips opening and closing, and what she said hit her at the moment. Mood.It's not that Feng Qingcheng didn't want to ask Long Qingque, but she was suddenly afraid, and she didn't know what she was afraid of. She felt flustered inexplicably, but if she didn't ask, she would feel even more uneasy.Feng Qingcheng's bright eyes just looked at Long Qingque and moved away for a moment. Although the movements of her hands were slow, she continued. She could feel that Long Qingque was looking at her, maybe Long Qingque was also there Waiting for her to ask this question.Feng Qingcheng's heart was tangled and tormented, and finally she seemed to have made up her mind. After folding the clothes in Chaoyang's hand, she turned around and asked, "Long'er, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask." Long Qingque replied bluntly. She also couldn't see Feng Qingcheng's sad look. Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath and asked, "I, am I the one you are looking for?" Long Qing Que's eyes lit up, and there was a flash of surprise, and he quickly replied: "Yes!" It was short, but sure, Long Qingque didn't expect Feng Qingcheng to mention this matter so quickly.When Feng Qingcheng heard this word, it was as she expected, but her heart was full of wind and clouds.Feng Qingcheng once felt the infatuation of Long Qingque, one person for another, not to mention in the distant ancient times, even in modern times, how many people can stay together infatuatedly, not to mention Long Qingque has traveled through thousands of years She just wanted to find her lover, but her lover was a woman...

Feng Qingcheng's mind was in a mess. Today's celestial dynasty is not open enough to accept same-sex love. Why did Long Qingque say those words so frankly? Now, what is even more shocking is that the person she is looking for is herself ?Is this fate, or is it doomed?Feng Qingcheng's expression flickered, Long Qingque saw it, although he didn't fully guess what Feng Qingcheng was thinking, but he guessed most of it, so he said in a firm tone: "You are scared." Long Qingque Still felt cold, the person in front of her not only didn't remember the past, but also felt jealous of herself. Her eyes couldn't lie, they dodged and dodged, and she didn't dare to look directly at her. What are you afraid of?

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