"Auntie, I'm afraid of you, I really can't drink it anymore."
"Look, after drinking the soup, your complexion has improved a lot. If you don't believe me, ask him." Qi Ziyan pointed to the man in black and said.
"Yes, yes" the man in black hurriedly replied.
Before he came, his complexion was pale and weak, but after Qi Ziyan forcibly poured ginseng chicken soup, his complexion gradually improved, but he was still weak, which required Qi Ziyan to take care of it slowly.
"Is it really good?" Qi Ziyan asked with her eyes widened.
"Really, it's really good." Naihe hiccuped.
Seeing that Naihe was really full, Qi Ziyan took out a pill from the medicine bag she carried with him and gave it to Naihe.
"What are you giving me?" Naihe asked after eating.
"Puff, let you get better soon, and I will go back to pay what I owe you," the lovely Qi Ziyan said sweetly and mischievously.
"Are you really leaving me?" Naihe said in despair.
Qi Ziyan looked at Naihe and felt like she was in the mist. She didn't know how to answer. She could only hesitate and said: "I... Uh... Maybe..."
"Don't leave me" Naihe suddenly flashed a bit of pain in his eyes and then disappeared. He threw himself into Qi Ziyan's arms, hugged her tightly, and prayed very earnestly.
"Don't leave me, promise me? Don't leave me..." Naihe was like a wounded child, as if Qi Ziyan was everything to him at the moment.
"As long as you promise not to leave me, I will promise you whatever you want me to do, cute, I like you!"
When Naihe held Qi Ziyan, Qi Ziyan was surprised. She was held by him quietly at a loss. She was like patted his shoulder and told him that she hurt herself.
But she was hugged so sincerely and warmly, she didn't know what happened, but was hugged quietly, and then gently hugged him.
When Qi Ziyan heard Naihe's desperate confession, her eyes suddenly widened. Under the eyes of everyone, she didn't expect to encounter...
"Hey, there are too many people here, we" Qi Ziyan quietly said to Naihe, because she saw the lively eyes from the people around her.
"No matter" Naihe still hugged her tightly and replied stubbornly.
"Why are you like a kid? You see so many people here are watching us, don't you think it's... ashamed?"
At this time, a pair of young men on another table cast envious eyes, and the woman said: "Look at the love of others, how sweet, look at your elm bumps."
Qi Ziyan's face flushed immediately when she heard it, and the word love came suddenly, and she was slowly walking into that world before she knew it.
It was a world that made people moody, miserable, but also sweet and infinite. Qi Ziyan never thought about who she would meet in this life, but she just broke in like that without saying hello, and she was gradually falling into it.
However, he held Qi Ziyan quietly, he suddenly felt that Qi Ziyan, who was motionless in his arms, was a little embarrassed, so he beckoned, and the man in black immediately understood.
The man in black looked at Naihe's obsession and intoxication, then looked at Qi Ziyan, his face flushed with shame, after Qi Ziyan saw it, she said shyly and angrily: "Don't look, I'm ashamed."
The voice seemed small and only she could hear it. After Qi Ziyan said this, the man in black suddenly couldn't understand Naihe, but he immediately understood.
So the man in black yelled viciously at the crowd watching: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen the young man confessed. Don't watch it."
"cut"
"Huh, boring"
There are too many love stories, but the objects, scenes and angles are constantly changing, so the spectators are treated like a monkey show.
Everyone is the master of the story, and everyone is also the protagonist who experiences life, so the spectator will always be the spectator, and the splendor of the story can only be fully understood by personal experience.
A heartfelt song contains ****, but it adds unreality to it under the shame!
That's why Qi Ziyan feels embarrassed, not the sweetness of embrace, it seems that only Naihe is in the play.
However, he was used to loneliness by himself, and he wandered through the rivers and lakes alone, living in the world with no memory of his physical body, like a skull-like soul, but when he met Qi Ziyan, he was able to rely on him.
The reliance and dependence of the soul is the reason why a person is firmly bound, and it is also the reason why he sacrifices his life to sacrifice Yama.
Love is pink, and Qi Ziyan was ashamed to see that a faint pink thing appeared on her body, and that thing seemed to be nothing.
Unlike Naihe, the pink is a part of the heart, and Qi Ziyan's is even a dim and faint pink ball, like an unformed wreath.
Her own fan group was gradually approaching and approaching Naihe's fan circle. Qi Ziyan was defeated by her own shame, then pushed Naihe away and walked out of the restaurant with her head bowed.
"So he likes me? What is he like? You can tease me if you like me? Like...?" Qi Ziyan thought alone.
She strolled on the street alone, with her leisurely hands behind her back, watching the pedestrians coming and going, paired with each other as sweet and greasy as mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Relying on each other, tacitly knowing each other, and going out shopping together, there is a young man who is sincerely obsessed with buying clothes and accessories for his beloved girl.
Qi Ziyan strolled on the street, the steps under her feet seemed to be much lighter, and she felt like she was about to float, and instantly she felt that there was a lot of love all over the street.
The birds chatting on the branches, the dogs playing on the street, and the men and women who keep passing by, couples in pairs.
The pink girl's heart only saw the things in that world. It was so sweet, even the sun was sweet at the moment, and the leaves touched the river with love. That was the love between the tree and the river.
The light breeze was blowing, and her tall nose was hung with her beautiful hair, and the beautiful friendship in the sky was outlined in her beautiful big eyes.
In the beauty of only love, a handsome, handsome man is looking at her with a smile, waiting for her arrival.
The original white clouds in the sky also seemed to have become pink ambiguous, and there was a thick, continuous love in the air, and the end of the love was holding Naihe.
Qi Ziyan never imagined who she would be with in the future and what kind of love she would encounter, but Naihe's confession disturbed her heart.
Handsome and handsome, someone of the same age who still likes himself, gradually recalling the image of Naihe adds points to Naihe.
The moments of encounter are no longer teasing and trembling, but thick love and lingering, Qi Ziyan gradually brought her heart closer to Naihe, and she said in her heart: "My other half is Naihe? Not bad."
Qi Ziyan wandered all day, not knowing whether she was hungry or thirsty. She looked at the people coming and going, all the life of nature, thinking about the story of love until the sunset.
A touch of the setting sun hit her face, the pink and shyness seemed to be awakened, and the freeze frame about love seemed to give Naihe, trying to approach and try to love the heart, thumping.
The setting sun was the most lingering moment for lovers, and after that was when the black guards came out to patrol.
At this moment, Naihe really appeared in front of Qi Ziyan, but he returned to his former coldness and arrogance, and I saw Naihe staring at Qi Ziyan mercilessly.
Qi Ziyan looked at Naihe shyly, with embarrassed expressions on her face, Qi Ziyan hesitated and said: "You, you are here," Qi Ziyan lowered her head as soon as the last word was said.
"It's getting dark, don't run around, follow me." However, seeing Qi Ziyan finally seemed a little hazy, but he said coldly.
After that, Naihe grabbed Qi Ziyan's hand and took her to a yard without any explanation.
There is an ordinary farmer’s house, because it is in a prosperous area, so the extra houses are used as guest rooms for those who come from a long distance to stay temporarily.
Because I met a bad inn last time, but this time I was more mindful and asked the people in black to find a reliable place to live in their house temporarily.
It was a secluded three-room courtyard. The courtyard was clean and tidy. The interior needed everything needed. It was full of flowers and plants, which looked very elegant.
"In the future, we will live here, remember that you must not run around after dark, you can walk around during the day." Naihe said.
Qi Ziyan glanced around, and it happened to be three rooms. The man in black was in the one near the door, while Qi Ziyan and Naihe's were very close, just like the chirping bird on the branch.
"You..." Qi Ziyan looked at Naihe and didn't know what to say.
"Me? What's wrong with me?" However, seeing Qi Ziyan at a loss, she asked with her eyes wide open.
"I..." Qi Ziyan said, bowing her head.
"You? Me? You and I will stay here temporarily in the future. I still need to heal my injuries. You have lost all my skills. I can't leave for the time being." However, he pinched Qi Ziyan's delicate Qiong nose with his fingers.
"Oh, it hurts." Qi Ziyan was woken up unexpectedly.
After Qi Ziyan was pinched awake, she blurted out and said, "Is it true that you said you like me?"
Qi Ziyan had been thinking about the shocking confession that shocked her. After seeing Naihe, she plunged into it. He didn't expect that after being pinched by Naihe, she blurted out out of control.
"Oh, it's over, why did you say it. Oh, I'm so ashamed..." Qi Ziyan secretly blamed herself.
However, he was shocked by Qi Ziyan's momentum. He looked at Qi Ziyan silently, his eyes full of tenderness, and he looked at the panicked silly girl.
Naihe said in his heart: "Finally, I've got the hang of it."
Just when Qi Ziyan was panicked and lowered her head and bit her fingers with her mouth, Naihe approached her and said word by word: "Very real, I! I just like you!"
Qi Ziyan raised her head suddenly, but saw a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. She looked at herself very seriously and was full of expectation. The tips of their noses almost touched each other.
Qi Ziyanle opened her eyes to look at Naihe, just about to lower her head, but Naihe stretched out her hands to hold her head firmly in the palm of her hand.
Qi Ziyan said in surprise: "What are you going to do..."
Before I finished speaking, I felt my pink lips were kissed by something cold.
Qi Ziyan's heart, which was less than half a heart, was gradually growing and growing, but unfortunately it was still very small.
Qi Ziyan stared at the beautiful scenery in Tian's eyes, and suddenly realized that her lips were still close together. The coldness and tenderness made her feel at a loss with the breath of love and shy tenderness for a moment.
"You and I.."
When Qi Ziyan's face was shy and her charm was flying, all the things that were disguised by her fell off, and the pretty and shy face of a peerless beauty appeared.
At this moment, the man in black who happened to meet suddenly stunned in the same place, staring straight at the little girl in the distance with simple clothes but amazing appearance.