Floating like a dream, live up to your first love

Gently placed her on the side of the bed, turned off the night pearls in the room, leaving only one for nighttime lighting, and pulled the thin quilt cover for her. After doing all this, Bai Zihua carefully lay down beside her.

After a while, his palm followed her temperature, covered her catkin, and held it for a while, but he still felt dissatisfied, so he moved his body slightly towards her.

Listening to his delicate movements beside her, Hua Qiangu secretly laughed, and started to play tricks on him, with her index finger slightly bent, she scratched his palm once and for all.

Bai Zihua was startled, and shouted: "Xiaogu, don't move." Pressing down on her palm, her fingers couldn't move anymore.

Suppressing her laughter, Hua Qiangu said obediently: "Okay, listen to your husband, I won't move."

Hearing what she said, Bai Zihua let go of his palms, moved his body closer to her, and put his chin on her forehead.

After less than half a quarter of an hour of clinker, her little hand began to move restlessly again, and even reached into his sleeve more vigorously.

Bai Zihua was originally angry and bloody, but when she teased her at this moment, he couldn't hold back anymore, he lifted the thin quilt on her body, turned over and pressed on her, and before she could protest, his hot lips touched her red lips, After repeated tossing and turning, the palms also lost strength, and they kneaded her body lightly or heavily through the clothes.

After all, his rationality was still there, and after spending some time with her, Bai Zihua stopped when he heard her breathing slightly quickened.

Leaning on her body, pressing her black hair with both hands, he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't move anymore, if you move again, don't blame the master for being rude."

With misty eyes, Hua Qiangu pretended to be wronged and said: "Where did I move, you have been moving all this time, this is about to get married, you are going to bully me, if in the future, in the future...how can... "Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped, they, do they have a future?

Seeing her proud eyes suddenly dim, Bai Zihua felt sad, straightened the messy skirts of the two, pulled her into his arms, stroked her hair and said softly: "Okay, it's Master's fault, I won't bully you like this in the future."

Grabbing the hem of his chest with her small hands, Hua Qiangu smiled and said: "To be able to marry Master, Xiao Gu has fulfilled his wish, even if I die immediately, I have nothing to regret, but I have suffered for Master..."

couple?What kind of couple are they?How can a husband send his wife to hell with his own hands?Gritting his teeth to resist the trembling all over his body, he whispered: "Xiaogu, if you leave, Master will follow you. You are my wife, and I will not let you leave alone."

Hua Qiangu suddenly pushed away from his embrace, and said loudly: "No, no, I don't want you to be like this, I don't want you to walk with me, I want you to live well."

The black eyes tightly locked her pale cheeks, Bai Zihua couldn't help feeling sad, and said in a trembling voice: "Then we won't die, and you will become my wife and leave me. How can you make Master feel so bad? Together, even if the master thinks the thousand years are too short, how can the husband and wife of this moment be enough?"

Hua Qiangu didn't say any more, she threw herself into his arms fiercely, her lips and teeth plundered the breath in his mouth without any skill, the tip of her tongue was lingering, her hands trembling and she pulled open his neckline.

Bai Zihua's eyes were blurred, he propped her up and turned over, took off their clothes in the blink of an eye, and pressed her under him again, kneading her plump skin with his fingers clumsily, his lips and tongue densely occupied her every inch of...

The bed was swaying, the figures on the bed were splitting and rejoining, endlessly lingering, the long sound of sex echoed in the gauze curtain, when the love was strong, she pushed a Wangqing pill along the tip of her tongue into Bai Zihua's mouth...

The night was dark, a few stars were scattered in the air, Bai Zihua fell asleep with the effect of Wangqing Pill, his arms were still clasping his wife tightly in his arms.

Quietly slipping out from between his arms, Hua Qiangu pulled a piece of clothes to cover herself, rolled over on the couch, and gently covered him with a thin quilt.

Staring quietly at his sleeping face, she smiled and said, "Xiaogu is already satisfied to be able to be a husband and wife with Master, and to be cared by Master, Xiaogu already has no regrets in this life."

Fingers lingering between his brows and eyes, thinking that this farewell will be the eternal farewell between heaven and man, he couldn't help but choked up and said: "But how can Xiaogu have the heart to let Master accompany me to die, Master also said, my life is short, the world is infinite, Master My responsibility is to protect this world, how can I abandon my righteousness for the sake of a small child's private relationship?"

"Master, forget me." Tears fell one by one, and she tried to smile: "There are still many beautiful things in this world. Master, it is not worth wasting a beautiful life in lonely and painful memories. Master, Forget me, don't blame me..."

At some point, she had tears streaming down her face, and she just called him again and again.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Master, Master, Master..."

The thin light of dawn penetrated the window, the red candle burned out, and red tears flowed all over the place.

Hua Qiangu walked out of the bedroom slowly, Yanshuiyu was shaking in her chest, she moved her fingertips slightly, and loosened Yanshuiyu's red string.

Under the morning light, Yanshuiyu jumped out from her chest, spinning in the air, casting colorful halos, Hua Qiangu glanced back at the bedroom, and flew into Yanshuiyu.

Yanshui jade emits a huge and dazzling light. Wherever the light passes, all things are revived, mountains, rivers, forests and streams are thriving.

The vitality of the Yun Palace is withering, the peach blossoms are withering in pieces, turning into mud and dust.

At sunset, Bai Zihua pushed open the door, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his icy cheeks, the warm light could not melt his thousand-year-old icy outline.

A squirrel with red hair and white belly stood at his feet with a pine cone in its arms, raised its furry head, and cast a curious look at him, as if asking where his charmingly smiling woman had gone.

Bai Zihua lowered his eyebrows and stared at its big fluffy tail that was swaying back and forth, but he only felt that his chest was empty, and he didn't know where his heart went.

The wind blows the yellow leaves, the wind is moving, the leaves are moving, his heart can no longer move.

The Six Realms without Hua Qiangu is still the same Six Realms, Changliu is still the same Changliu, Bai Zihua is still the same Bai Zihua, without Hua Qiangu alone, Changliu is still the head of the fairy sect, not because of the loss of a young disciple Then he couldn't continue to operate, and Bai Zihua was still the head of Changliu, cold and desolate, alone and alone.

Since ancient times, the world has followed the trend of long-term division and long-term unity. Hua Qiangu repaired the earth with flesh and blood, but he couldn't repair the greedy hearts. After thousands of years, there were no disputes caused by the power of demon gods. There are other interests to arouse the struggle of people's hearts. It is still blood and blood, hand-to-hand combat, and life is ruined. It is no less tragic than the battle between demons and gods.

☆、Digression

The author has something to say, the above content is only a prequel, and the story has just begun.

In the original setting of this article, the author was only a continuation of the previous article "A World of Reds, How Happy Without You". Later, the more I wrote it, the more I couldn't accept it, so I separated this article as a self-contained article.

Let me tell my old friends that this article has nothing to do with "One World of Red Dust".

New friends, you can click on the author's profile to view other works of the author, okay~

The story is still very long~

☆, Relying on painting to focus on self-awareness, Yingying, a piece of sadness can't be painted