As soon as Ji Qingxue said that sentence, she wanted to bite off her tongue and didn't know where she came from. Ji Qingxue lowered her head silently and didn't dare to see anyone.
While she was deeply annoyed, Nangong Yan had come to her.
"Ah Xue, look up at me."
The tone of Nangong Yan's speech was very strong, as if he was ordering her. Ji Qingxue subconsciously raised his head, and then ran straight into the man's eyes.
Nangong Yan pinned her hair behind her ears and smiled very gently: "OK."
Ji Qingxue was a little confused: "what?"
Nangong Yan was close, and the cold and clean breath suddenly got into her nose, which made Ji Qingxue in a trance.
"Ah Xue just asked me to carry you. I said OK." then Nangong Yan turned around and said in a deep voice, "come up."
Ji Qingxue wants to cry without tears. Can she say that she was actually out of her mind just now?
But if he told Nangong Yan like this, would he think he was teasing him.
Alas, Ji Qingxue climbed Nangong Yan's back. People always have intermittent wind. How can they make their own death more beautiful.
Nangong Yan tightly encircled the man on his back with both hands, and said with a smile: "ah Xue, hold on tight, be careful to fall down."
Someone's stuffy voice came from his back: "I see."
Nangong Yan walked slowly back to the mountain with her on his back. The snow on the mountain had melted, and everything was slowly waking up from his deep sleep.
April day on earth, Fangfei is at this time.
Looking at the scenery in front of him, Ji Qingxue couldn't help sighing: "time passed so fast. The last time we came here was winter. It was snowy everywhere and a plain land."
Hearing what she said, Nangong Yan's eyes darkened involuntarily, but only for a moment.
Nangong Yan carried her to the Huxin Pavilion she went to last time. At that time, the lake was frozen and the opposite was full of plum blossoms.
Now the cold ice has melted, and the lake is clear and bright. Nangong Yan puts Ji Qingxue down: "here we are."
Ji Qingxue is still a little embarrassed. After all, she rarely has such close physical contact with people.
"The plum blossom has withered a lot."
Ji Qingxue mumbled with both hands on the railing. Nangong Yan stared at the back of her head, looking thoughtful.
Don't lean. Nangongyan comes forward and hugs Ji Qingxue. He feels the trembling and struggle in his arms. Nangongyan gently presses people in his arms without effort.
"Ah Xue, do you remember?" Nangong Yan had such a feeling just now. If she didn't think of something, how did she know that the last season she came here was winter.
With this understanding, Nangong Yan feels very happy and excited, so he urgently asks Ji Qingxue for confirmation. He wants a positive answer.
The man in his arms said softly, "well, I just remembered some things in the past when I was chatting with the master."
Nangong Yan quickly turned her around. He was overjoyed: "ah Xue, what do you think of?"
"We came here together last time. We drank together and enjoyed plum blossoms. You also watched the sunrise with me."
What Ji Qingxue doesn't know is that every word she says now is like beating nangongyan's heart, which makes him overjoyed and surprised.
"Do you remember me like this?"
Nangong Yan suddenly smiled at Ji Qingxue ruffian. His big palm grabbed her thin waist, jumped against the fence, and his toes fell on the lake, bringing ripples circle after circle.
Finally, Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue stop on a plum blossom tree. Ji Qingxue has a thin blush on his face. Nangong Yan looks at her at leisure.
"Don't look!"
Ji Qingxue looked away angrily. Unexpectedly, Nangong Yan's eyes had been following her and still stubbornly asked, "is this the scene you remember?"
Ji Qingxue glared at him discontentedly. He was so talkative!
Nangongyan, who has suffered from white eyes, is in a good mood. It seems that it is right to bring ah Xue to Hanshan Temple today. He likes this unexpected harvest very much.
The two men sat on the tree and hung their legs in the air. Ji Qingxue still felt a pity: "the plum blossoms are almost over at this time."
Nangong Yan gently stroked her green silk and opened her mouth lovingly: "ah Xue likes it. I'll bring you again when it's cold winter."
Ji Qingxue suddenly asked him, "are you going to the border?"
Nangong Yan's hand paused slightly, then smiled and asked her, "how does ah Xue know?"
"That's what the people in the palace say. They say that Dayan and the state of Wei are going to fight, and you plan to fight in person."
Nangong Yan took back his hand and looked into the distance: "well, I'll go myself this time. What else did ah Xue hear?"
Ji Qingxue tilted her head and stared at his side face, saying word by word: "they also said that the war between Yan and Wei was because of me."
At the beginning of hearing the news, Ji Qingxue also felt very sad that she had reached the level of beauty disaster.
Nangong Yan finally took back his sight and trapped the people around him firmly in his eyes. He said, "I did it for you."
Nangong Yan's eyes are cold, but her eyes are very hot, full of desire and monopoly.
In front of her, Nangong Yan never hid his desire for her.
Ji Qingxue asked, "why?"
Nangong Yan reached out and touched Ji Qingxue's face. Ji Qingxue wanted to avoid, but his shoulder was tightly clasped by his hand. She couldn't move at all, so she had to let him do whatever he wanted.
Inch by inch, Nangong Yan seemed to be stroking a rare treasure. He was so careful that he was afraid of breaking her when he was strong.
"He shouldn't have made up his mind about you." Nangong Yan spit out this sentence gently and shouldn't hurt you. Finally, he swallowed these five words back.
Ji Qingxue said reluctantly, "nangongyan, do you know that color makes wisdom faint? You are really like a faint King confused by beauty."
Nangong Yan didn't refute, but Jianmei picked up: "ah Xue said it well. I'm just fascinated by your beauty."