When Qingli woke up early in the morning, he saw the man with his eyes closed on his side, and realized that this was not a dream. The sunlight was shining on the grass with a slight warmth.
The two were lying in this sea of flowers, with the green and black hair scattered, extremely beautiful, while Yu Chen lay beside her, with a steady and warm breath spraying on her white neck.
Qingli's body was covered with petals, Yu Chen's arm was resting on her waist, Qingli looked sideways at Yu Chen's sleeping face, smiled slightly, although she was naked, she could not feel the slightest chill .
Still looking like Yi Yougu, with birds singing, it was very pleasant. She looked up at the blue sky, even the air here was so familiar, she felt the hand on her waist gently stroked her skin.
Yu Chen opened her eyes and smashed her body over. There was a blush on Qing Li's face. Yu Chen slowly smiled. He leaned forward and kissed Qing Li's lips. She closed her eyes and Ren Na Siqingqi's air was wandering in his mouth.
Yu Chen's breathing became heavier and heavier. He turned over and covered Qing Li under his body. She was already panting again and again. Only then did Yu Chen let her go, stretched out his hand to caress her face, and said affectionately: "Why, you Will it be here?"
Qing Li replied softly: "This is Yi You Valley, it should have been my illusion, Achen, how can you remember this place..."
He kissed Qingli's eyes, and said, "I followed you all the way last night. Here, I always feel very familiar." There is sadness in Qingli's eyes. Can you not be familiar with it? This place is really like a name nowadays. In general, remembering sorrow and sorrow is to remember sorrow for yourself.
The teardrops from the corners of her eyes slipped slowly, Yu Chen felt distressed, and kissed the salty tears carefully, and he slowly entered Qingli's body.
She was still a little nervous, perhaps because of the shadow that Mo Mirage had done to her in the past, she was a little bit painful and frowned slightly.
Yu Chen kissed her earlobe carefully, and said, "I'll be gentle." Qingli stretched out his hand and stroked his sturdy back. The firm touch made her feel at ease. The person in front of him is Achen, who is from childhood. The beloved, think about it this way, Qingli is no longer afraid.
It’s just that the passion last night made her a little bit painful. She hugged Yu Chen tightly and said softly: "Achen, I'm fine."
He likes to listen to Qingli calling himself like this, her soft voice is transmitted to his ears, she can't restrain it anymore, as if she wants to use all the strength of her whole body.
The greasy sweat soaked in the delicate flowers, the two merged together, as if they were about to exhaust their life-like persistence.
The sky was getting dark and there were dense clouds. After a while, there was a pouring rain. Yu Chen picked up Qing Li. The clothes beside him were soaked. He stretched out his hand to cover Qing Li’s white jade. Body.
The hut by the lake was still standing there. Yu Chen blocked the rain and rushed into the hut for Qingli. Qingli came down from his arms, the water drops slowly falling down the wet hair, and the wooden floor was imprinted in a short while Wet.
Qing Li held the neckline with one hand, while walking towards the closet, stretched out his hand and opened it, there are really some clothes left, Yu Chen walked to her, took the clothes she handed over and put them on, Qing Li looked at the one on his forehead With wet hair, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to poke the hair out for him.
Yu Chen grabbed her hand and said, "Qingli, you, it's not the first time, right?" He hadn't seen Qingli's first blood since arriving at Shicai last night.
She had a smile on her face, but she turned pale after he asked so. She frowned, her heart began to ache again, and the clenched fists were already slightly pale.
She bowed her head and said sadly: "I was taken away by Mo Mirage, and later..." This was not finished. Yu Chen looked at her frowning brows, and then softened her voice.
"What did he do to you?" Qingli could hear the anger in his mouth, shook his head and said: "No matter, I don't want to mention him again. I couldn't save my body for you. I'm sorry, Achen."
As soon as Mo Mirage's face was printed in her mind, she began to panic. Yu Chen looked at her with a painful look, and couldn't bear to say any more. Although she minded in her heart, her hatred for Mo Mirage grew stronger.
The two of them stayed quietly in the hut waiting for the rain to stop, Qingli stood by the window, she reached out to receive the rain falling from the eaves, and the cold touch also made her sober.
Yu Chen hugged her from behind her, Qing Li felt the warmth coming from his back, and smiled lightly. His chin rested on the top of Qing Li's hair, and the elegant fragrance of flowers poured into his nose.
Qingli whispered: "Achen, why does it feel so real here?" Yu Chen knew that she was lamenting the rain, and said: "This is the Valley of Worry you said, but the rain is from the outside world. With that said, can you understand?"
Her eyes were a little sad, yes, she should wake up too, she turned her head slightly and said, "Have you ever loved me?" She asked the present Yu Chen, the person in the past had already taken the house outside the pool. The clear water drifted away.
His hands tightened and he pondered for a moment before slowly saying: "Qing Li, Hong Yin has told me about the past."
Qing Li was very surprised. She had never thought that Hong Yin would do this. She had thought that if she didn't say it, Hong Yin would definitely keep this secret in her heart.
She was silent, and Yu Chen said again: "Even if I can't remember it now, but maybe when I first saw you, it was destined that the two of us could not be separated."
Qing Li sighed softly and said: "Achen, I just treat it as a dream last night, and I should wake up now. Just like you said, this rain is real."
Yu Chen laughed softly. He turned Qingli's body and stared at her and said: "I don't know how I was before, but now, I just want to love you and love you, I don't want to look at it again. To the sadness in your eyes, do you know Qingli?"
She felt her palms were slightly hot, maybe it was the mark of Red Lotus, she squeezed Yu Chen's hand, it was very warm, she said solemnly: "What about the red tone?"
He frowned and said, "Maybe I am just grateful to her, and nothing else, but you make my heartache."
Qingli resisted the pain in his heart, and said: "So what?" Yu Chen stretched out the red lotus hairpin on her hair bun, and said: "When I finish this battle, you will go with me."
She burst into tears and said, "Achen, can you just leave it alone? What are you going to do with these people like Yu Jiao?"
He smiled and wiped away her tears and said: "If I win, I will give this Yujiao to Weisheng, and then I will be able to take you away. Before I met you, I only thought about how to get it. Status, power, but now that I see you before my eyes, even if I don’t remember you anymore, you have to know that no matter what I become, I will love you again, Xiaoli."
Qing Li didn't see it. The red lotus mark on the palm of her hand gradually had petals looming. She was deeply moved and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Yu Chen hugged her into his arms, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. He said: "I always want to call you Xiaoli, it's strange to think about it."
Qing Li said softly: "Achen, you called me like this before."