Fifty-sixth bowl of soup (2)
Later, Tan Youling regretted it, because she got too much...
Occasionally, a white and tender arm stretches out from the plain-colored tent, Ruyu's skin is covered with pink hickey marks, and sometimes a slender and beautiful leg is stretched out, but it is quickly pulled back, and then the ambiguous and moving joy continues. nice voice.
Tan Youling was already crying, how did she know that after the sensational hug, she would not talk about herself together, or she would just hold hands and look at her with tears in her eyes speechless, how could it, how could it never end? Although it is very comfortable to do this kind of thing, she also panics after not being together for a long time, but this frequency is a bit too much, as for eating in bed? !
"Hey, don't cry, don't cry." Han Qingyan coaxed her softly, seemingly gentle and considerate, but in fact he brought back the half of her body that had escaped with great difficulty, and kissed her tears away, Indulge in endlessly.
When Han Qingyan was finally satisfied and willing to let Tan Youling go, she was tired from crying and fell asleep.
He was indeed a little out of control, he just wanted to hug this woman tighter, and he didn't want to let go. But... Han Qingyan looked at Tan Youling, who still had tears in the corners of her eyes, feeling guilty at the bottom of her heart. She got up lightly, cleaned the bodies of the two of them, and embraced her into a deep sleep.
When Tan Youling woke up, it was dark outside, and she didn't know how long it had been, but her body didn't have the unbearable soreness as she imagined, and she still exuded the fragrance of ointment. In the past, it was inevitable that he would be too demanding. Every time he would give her a massage and medicine while she was asleep, this time it was the same.
Tan Youling wanted to be angry, but how could she get angry? She lay on Han Qingyan's chest, and the heartbeat in her ears was so real and powerful. This time, none of them have to pretend, everyone is what they really are, in this life... and so on. When they first met, they snatched a marriage, and then they became popular. She was so confused that she forgot: "Husband, husband! Husband, wake up—"
Han Qingyan opened one eyelid, listened to her call, hugged her down and pressed her into her arms, hummed casually, and kissed her little face again, "Go to sleep."
"Don't sleep! You haven't told me what's going on!"
He opened his eyes to look at her, sighed, still hugged her, kissed her again and again: "What's going on?"
"How could I still see you? Mo Ze said that if I take the initiative to tell you my identity, I won't be able to appear by your side again. How could I—" She seemed to be thinking of something, her face turned pale. "Did you—did you do something that I don't know about?" If so, why should she follow her so hard? It's all so that he can return to his world and not get lost again, and he won't kill innocent people indiscriminately until the end There is only one life left, and the soul will disappear after revenge. But if such consequences were caused by her own troubles, Tan Youling was full of guilt.
"It's not about you." Han Qingyan had no choice but to hold her small face and let her look at him. "Who said I did something you didn't know? I won't hide anything from you. I'll tell you everything you want to know."
She stared blankly at him.
Han Qingyan thought she looked very cute, so she couldn't hold back a smile, and said, "Thanks to you, I didn't get lost in Zhanran's world, otherwise I would kill those innocent disciples, even if I could come back, I'm afraid there would be no afterlife .”
Tan Youling still didn't understand. Seeing that she was a little stupid, Han Qingyan couldn't help but feel amused: "Ling'er doesn't look like an idiot for being able to pretend to be by my side for so long without being recognized!"
After getting a blank stare, he continued: "I just let it go."
"Put it down... what?"
"Obsession."
Tan Youling blinked: "I don't understand..."
"The ghosts in the Wangchuan River are not afraid of death or pain. The only thing that traps us is obsession. The reason why every minute and every second in the Wangchuan River is torture is because even if there is no Without memory, the pain will not disappear, but it will always exist with the whipping of the soul, and it will become more and more painful." Han Qingyan's voice was calm. "Because of this, every ghost wants to climb up. If they climb up, they can go back to the past, but who can really climb up?"
"I was chosen by Naiheqiao Master. I have to go through five worlds to complete tasks before I can return to my own life. The reason why I work so hard in each world is for my own obsession." Han Qingyan kissed her finger and stared at her. "Now I let it go."
Tan Youling didn't think so, she just didn't understand, she wasn't a fool. "Let go of what?"
"I don't want to hide it from you. I still hate it, and I hate it to the core. I never stop wanting revenge. But if I can get you back without revenge, then I'm willing to do anything." Han Qingyan said indifferently, "Anyway, they will all die in the future. After death, there will be justice."
"I'm still dragging you down..." Tan Youling's eyes turned red, and she just wanted to cry.
Han Qingyan couldn't see her crying, so he simply overwhelmed her. Tan Youling immediately forgot to cry: "What, what?!"
"Do something to make you forget about it." Han Qingyan said. "In order for me to forget about hatred, if you devote yourself to being with me, I won't be sad."
Yes, is that the truth? Tan Youling seemed reasonable at first, but after thinking about it, she felt cheated again. But by the time she reacted, it was too late...
So she was eaten over and over again, as long as she mentioned that she had done something bad, Han Qingyan would press her down and start doing it without saying a word, until she never mentioned it again. In the end, she was so tired that she was about to fall into a deep sleep, but Han Qingyan was refreshed and did not have a weak kidney at all.
Looking at the Sleeping Beauty in his arms, Han Qingyan just wanted to laugh. He has a new body, a new identity, and a beautiful woman who can accompany him for a lifetime. Hatred is important, but he doesn't think about it. Is there anything in this world that he can't overcome? Because no matter how much hatred there is, it doesn't seem so important compared to Ling'er.
As long as he refrains from taking revenge, in this life, they can grow old happily together, and they can also have a few children. She has always wanted children, and this time he will not leave her, which is more important than anything else.
Han Qingyan is not a fool, Han Qingyan knows how to choose.
Tan Youling fell asleep until the next day. She yawned, but realized that she was alone on the bed, and immediately lifted the quilt. Just as the door was pushed open, Han Qingyan walked in, holding breakfast in her hand, and smiling at her.
Her face turned red immediately, as if she had returned to the time when she was just married a long time ago, every time she woke up he would get up and punch him, and then he would return to the room before she got up, full of sunshine and the beauty of the morning.
"woke up?"
Han Qingyan went over to kiss his wife first, and then reached out to get the prepared clothes for her to put on. Seeing the wedding dress that was randomly torn up and thrown on the ground last night, she felt more and more unpleasant, and kicked it to the bottom of the bed. Even the phoenix crown in the city did not escape the fate of being destroyed.
"I can do it myself..."
"I want to help you."
After he said that, Tan Youling had no choice but to obediently stretch her arms and legs, and got dressed with the help of Han Qingyan. Finally, he knelt down to put shoes on for her. Her small lotus feet were white and tender, and her toenails were round and lovely. Han Qingyan couldn't help touching them lightly, and Tan Youling flushed with embarrassment immediately: "Husband!"
Only then did he wake up from his confusion, and with a low smile, he put on her shoes and socks, held her in his arms and sat at the table like a baby. Tan Youling thinks this is so strange, they have been married for so long, and he has never been so clingy, but now it seems that she can't walk and can't eat by herself, and she has to feed every porridge.
"tasty?"
Nod. "My husband did it?"
"En." Han Qingyan looked indifferent, and his eyes were indeed tender beyond words. After he fed Tan Youling, he cleaned up the rest of the food. Tan Youling opened the door, only to find that there was a small yard with a swing in it, so he asked, "Husband, that swing..."
"Go and play."
She smiled, kissed his face, lifted her skirt and ran over. Han Qingyan also walked over to swing her on the swing. Hearing her silver bell-like laughter, she seemed to be much happier.
Tan Youling never asked for much, but he wanted to give her all of himself.
When she was tired from playing, Han Qingyan wiped away the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead with his fingertips, and asked, "Is it fun?"
"Yeah." She likes to swing and fly high in the air, as if all her troubles are gone.
Han Qingyan smiled and pinched her face. "We're leaving tomorrow."
She didn't ask why, but nodded very well and understandingly. "good."
Han Qingyan explained to her: "King Ruyang's people don't know when they will check it out, and I'm in a hurry to take you back."
"What are you rushing back to do?"
"Get married." Han Qingyan pressed her forehead. "I have already ordered the servants in the valley to prepare for the marriage. This time it is Han Qingyan who wants to marry you, not Chi Jing."
Tan Youling was amused by the jealousy in his words: "But Chi Jing is also you."
Han Qingyan said, "Then I'm not happy either."
She laughed happily when she heard it. The former husband was taciturn and seldom talked about love, but now the husband seemed to have honey on his mouth, and he was especially good at speaking sweet words. "My husband's mouth is so sweet."
"you try."
try what? Before Tan Youling could react, Han Qingyan pinched her chin and gave her a long kiss. Tianlei, who kissed again for a while, stirred up fire, and it was almost out of control. Not long after getting off the bed, it seemed that he was going back again. It was Tan Youling who pushed him away, separated his lips, and there was an ambiguous waterline connecting each other. Han Qingyan's eyes were like fire, extremely hot. At that moment, Tan Youling felt that it was worthwhile to burn his soul to ashes.