Time will fade a person's memory, but there will never be a way to kill a person's grief.
She hadn't thought about those things in the past for a long time, thinking that she couldn't remember them, but as long as Bai Zihua was in front of her eyes, it seemed that someone was constantly tearing the hole in her heart with a blunt knife. Although she would no longer feel pain after dying for a long time, she still felt that her chest was heavy, and sorrow overflowed like sea water, submerging her again and again.
Sitting on the couch, with a coquettish smile on his face, he slowly stretched out his hand to Bai Zihua.
Before, she thought her face was like a frozen stone, no matter how hard she squeezed it, it would be blank, but after Bai Zihua came, there would always be some inexplicable and weird expressions on it. Then she understood that it wasn't her face, and it wasn't her body. Like a broken butterfly, she sealed herself in an airtight transparent container called the demon god, enjoying the quiet solitude until she suffocated to death.
But when she saw Bai Zihua, she couldn't help flapping her wings to get out again and again, until her flesh was bloody. After finally realizing it, I had nowhere to go, and I couldn't get out anymore. So she began to want to put Bai Zihua together in a container.
Looking at Hua Qiangu's outstretched hand, Bai Zihua didn't respond, but turned sideways, and lay down quietly on the couch. The room was still big and empty, his heart had long been used to the coldness, but his body was not used to it yet, most of his body was numb from the cold.
Hua Qiangu looked down at him, never would have thought that there would be a day when he would lie beside her. His posture is still elegant and calm, his eyes are closed, his expression is calm and relieved. It seems that he has been asleep for a long time, and people can't bear to wake him up, let alone dirty him.
With a flick of a finger, the light went out, and she fell into a moment of silence. The feeling of being wrapped in darkness was both solid and empty, as if countless hands were entangled with her limbs, pulling them left and right.
"Is it cold?"
Bai Zihua didn't answer, as if he was already fast asleep.
He conjured up a quilt and gently covered him. The hand finally couldn't help it, covering his cheek in the darkness.
She actually likes him who is pale and fragile, at least she can get close to him, touch him, take care of him and protect him as she always wanted, instead of just watching him from afar.
Feeling the cold and smooth fingers running across his face, Bai Zihua frowned slightly. Then I heard a quiet sigh, like a kite floating in the air, suddenly disconnected.
The man fell asleep and lay next to him, with one hand across his chest and gently hugged him. There was a faint fragrance in the air, Bai Zihua knew that she was in a good mood at the moment, if she got angry, the fragrance of flowers would become rich and elusive.
Feeling that soft body getting closer again, leaning sideways against his arm. The flat body that used to stick to me has now become uneven. His face turned red, and he felt a little grateful in his heart to hide his darkness.
He didn't feel the shame of being insulted, let alone a woman. In his eyes, Hua Qiangu was just that child who was acting like a spoiled child. She's throwing a tantrum, but she won't hurt him.
But after all, they are masters and apprentices, they shouldn't lie on the same couch, it's not in line with the etiquette, he blames himself and feels embarrassed in his heart.
Suddenly he felt the hand on his chest move up slowly, unbuttoning his own clothes, he was startled, held that unruly little hand, and softly reprimanded: "Xiaogu!"
"Didn't you pretend to be asleep, continue." There was a bit of teasing in the voice. The other hand climbed up again and was firmly held by him again.
Hua Qiangu didn't move, she rested her chin on his shoulder, letting her hands rest in his palms. When he was still a fairy, his whole body was cold. Now that he has become a mortal, he has warmed up instead, but he is covered in cold air.
As if realizing something was wrong, Bai Zihua loosened unnaturally, his hand immediately broke free and nimbly unbuttoned his neckline and opened the front.
The cold air poured in from his chest, and before Bai Zihua could react, the person beside him rolled over and fell on him.
The fragrance in the air became thicker, blurred and intoxicating.
"How can you sleep without taking off your clothes?"
Hearing those words full of smiles and nonsense, Bai Zihua was not angry but a little helpless. The slightly hoarse voice and the undisguised desire made him flustered again.
Hua Qiangu leaned down docilely, lying sideways on his chest like a small animal, looking up at his flawless chin, her icy breath became a little hot, Bai Zihua only felt wet and itchy on his neck, but couldn't help it. There is nowhere to hide.
She used to be small, but now, even though she has grown up, she is still small, as if she weighed nothing on her body.
Hua Qiangu could feel the boiling desire in her body, and she wriggled restlessly on his body. Rubbing his hair with the tip of her nose, she pulled away his collar, buried her head in his neck, took a deep breath uncontrollably, then opened her mouth and bit down.
With the familiar feeling of being pierced by teeth, Bai Zihua trembled for a moment, and then quickly regained his composure, allowing her to smoke without any struggle or dissatisfaction. He knew that he owed her all this, so he paid for it with blood.
Everything was silent, only Hua Qiangu's groaning and swallowing sounds, which sounded a little bit nasty. The pleasure of losing blood seemed to be floating in the air, numb and powerless, and blank. Hua Qiangu hugged him so tightly, as if she wanted to melt him into her body along with the blood. In front of my eyes, it was bloody red rain at first, but it gradually faded, and the pink was floating everywhere, it was the peach blossoms in Yaochi that year.
Is there bliss in this world? If there is, it is now.
Feeling Bai Zihua's blood flow into his body, as if he was alive again, all the pain never existed.
The consciousness is still clear, knowing to take care of his body, he raised his head reluctantly, and smacked his mouth, as if he was reminiscing, but also as if he was still not satisfied.
Bai Zihua relaxed, exhaled a long breath, but immediately became tense the next moment, because Hua Qiangu was licking his neck without wasting a single drop.
Such a posture was too ambiguous and lingering, she turned her head uncomfortably and wanted to dodge, but Hua Qiangu punished him with her tiger teeth. Her eyelashes were too long, brushing them everywhere as she moved, the strange itching went to her heart.
After a long time, the person on his body finally stopped moving, breathing evenly, as if he had fallen asleep. Bai Zihua looked down with his eyes still wide open, looking a little scary in the dark night. Always awake, prone to nightmares and easily awakened, although she has been sleeping for so long, she has never had a real moment of peace, right
Feeling distressed, she stretched out her hand, covered her eyes, and slowly closed them downwards. He wanted to put her aside and not sleep on him, but he was afraid of accidentally waking her up, so he let her go too. The dizziness from blood loss and the exhaustion from exhaustion made him fall asleep quickly.
(Quanben Novel Network)