The flying snow is boundless, sparsely covering the sky and the earth. When the cold wind blows, it floats in the void.
After landing, it jumped up mischievously again, looking like an elf in the snow.
Each of them can touch people's hearts. Some snowflakes fell on Qian Duoduo's black hair, as if they were wearing different kinds of flowers for her.
The softness in his arms and the whispers in his ears were like a warm current flowing around his body.
This feeling was very good and very happy. The long-lost feeling of warmth made him gradually forget the time.
"It's not that I want to pester you, but I miss you a lot. I really miss you. When you're not around, I feel like life has no meaning. I can only practice non-stop and immerse myself in practice to forget everything."
"But dreams will eventually end, and the same is true for cultivation. Every time I wake up from a breakthrough, I can't help but miss you, and I can't sleep every night."
She spoke very softly, even in a faint mosquito-like voice, and nudged her little head into his arms, feeling the close distance and the attachment that made her really reluctant to let go of the hands that were holding her.
Feng Qingyang lowered his head and looked at Qian Duoduo who had his eyes closed, and took a deep breath.
Her long eyelashes and slightly pale face, perhaps due to the cold, made her look so pitiful.
And her whisper before was like a strong wind, which set off a storm in his body.
What a strong woman! She has a stubborn heart hidden under her delicate appearance.
Gradually, his vision changed. There was no sky and earth, no white snow. There was only one person in his eyes, and that was Qian Duoduo in his arms.
He finally opened his arms, held her up, and gently rubbed her forehead, his face full of doting.
He spread out his right palm, caught the endless white snow in the void, and with a turn of his magic power, solidified it into an eternal ice flower.
With a flick of his fingertips, an icy sharp knife automatically appeared in the void. With a light wave, it quickly engraved a few small words, "Qian Duoduo" and "Feng Qingyang".
"Duoduo." He called out very gently, fearing that his tone might be too harsh and scare the beauty in his arms.
Hearing this, Qian Duoduo opened his eyes and looked at Feng Qingyang who was staring at him affectionately. He pursed his lips and his pretty face suddenly turned red.
It was a faint response, sounding a little cold, but it couldn't hide the joy in it at all.
Feng Qingyang rarely shows his gentle side, but when it does, although it is a little awkward, it is full of affection, almost melting Qian Duoduo.
He stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers instantly touched Feng Qingyang's fingers. At that moment, it was like an electric shock, flowing through his whole body in an instant.
Her heartbeat kept getting faster and faster. Although it was winter, the gradually rising temperature made her whole body hot, as if water was about to drip out.
The whole world has disappeared, and there is only Feng Qingyang in her eyes. His affectionate eyes make her feel sweet inside, and she feels that all these years of loneliness are worth it.
But under her gaze, Feng Qingyang couldn't resist it. His handsome face turned red and he touched his head awkwardly, feeling a little at a loss.
Perhaps it was because happiness came too suddenly that the two were a little nervous when they got married.
Qian Duoduo, who was originally blushing, couldn't help but laugh softly after seeing Feng Qingyang like this.
At this moment, all the unhappiness turned to ashes and was thrown into the sky.
"Um, Duoduo... do you know about our relationship?"
Feng Qingyang stuttered and was a little nervous, his handsome face turned red, and he had a lot of things to say but didn't know how to start. In the end, all he blurted out were these few irrelevant words.
"Just say it if you want to. Am I going to eat you?" Qian Duoduo rolled her eyes at Feng Qingyang. At that moment, she was so charming that Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment.
He has always been smart, quirky, lively and cute, but he actually has such a charming side.
"What are you looking at? Aren't you tired of it?" Seeing Feng Qingyang didn't say anything, she pouted and drew a circle on his chest with her little hand.
"This is our world, this is you, and this is me."
She murmured, breaking Feng Qingyang's embarrassment and awakening him from his obsession.
"We are Taoist companions, have you forgotten?" As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became tense again and the breathing of both of them stagnated at the same time.
Seeing Duoduo not saying anything, Feng Qingyang became anxious. At this moment, he might not even know that he looked like a child who didn't get any candy.
"Back then, when we were in the cultivation world, we kowtowed three times and nine times to seal our marriage..."
Before he could continue speaking, Qian Duoduo covered his mouth with his hand.
"I haven't forgotten. How could I forget? You are my husband and will always be. In this life and this world, I am yours and will always be yours."
I don’t know what gave her such courage, but Feng Qingyang was almost overjoyed by her confession.
He never hid his emotions, especially around those close to him.
Looking at his silly look, Qian Duoduo chuckled again, but this time his eyes were full of smiles.
The big eyes have almost become crescents at this moment, lively and bright, like stars, and you can't look away after just one glance.
She took the flower made of ice and snow from Feng Qingyang's hand, inserted it in her hair, stared at Feng Qingyang, and then pushed his hand away. She jumped to the other side like a cute elf.
"I know what you want to say, but as long as you can catch me, it's up to you."
There was a faint body fragrance lingering in the air. Feng Qingyang took a deep breath, looked at Qian Duoduo in front of him, and immediately ran after him.
Like children, the two of them played in the snow, and laughter could be heard from time to time.
"Qingyang, tell me, when will you be able to climb over those mountains you mentioned?"
"When will you be able to take me to travel throughout the spiritual world and accompany me to visit all the blessed places?"
After a long time, Qian Duoduo, who was tired of playing, sat on the snow. A halo surrounded her body. At that moment, she looked like a fairy from the world.
Feng Qingyang lay on the ground, looking at the white sky and the falling snowflakes, and his heart felt particularly peaceful.
"What kind of weather will it be? Maybe it will be quick, maybe it will take a long time, but I promise you that when I climb over this mountain and get the answer I want, I will take you to play in the spirit world."
Of course, Feng Qingyang did not say this out loud, but silently warned himself in his heart not to let down everyone who loved him deeply.
Maybe love is unfair and cannot be applied entirely to one person, but sometimes love is just like this, if you love, you love.
It doesn’t matter how big or small it is, it all comes down to a sincere heart, without any unnecessary ingredients, and love with all your heart.
"Qingyang, no matter what happens in the future, I will be by your side, whether you succeed or fail, whether you live or die!"
Hearing Qian Duoduo's affectionate voice in his ears, Feng Qingyang turned around in surprise and met her bright eyes.
"Run, Qingyang!"