That night, Qi Mo left the banquet early. As soon as he walked to the door of the palace, the boy who came to open the door made a small report diligently. Princess Rui had been back for a long time.【】
Qi Mo followed what the boy said and went straight to the mountain behind the palace. After the winding path, he came to a small waterfall flowing down. The figure of the woman in white was dozing on a big lounge chair.
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Qi Mo felt at ease. His anxiety that he hadn't seen her for a long time suddenly faded away. A smile appeared in his eyes. He walked over lightly and saw a medium-sized coffee table next to the recliner. There were several plates of food on it.
The snacks brought back from the first floor in the world.
Zhong Qingye seemed to be tired. He huddled on the recliner and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.
She only wore a thin white robe, with the lapel slightly open, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbones like small bowls. The makeup on her face had long been washed away, and her long hair was spread out and fell along the lines of her shoulders.
, there is still some shiny wetness at the end of the hair.
Qi Mo knelt down, reached out and took off the mask from her face, and gently placed it on the coffee table. Only then did she notice that there was a white towel hanging on the armrest of the recliner, which looked like it was used to wipe her hair after bathing.
Qi Mo smiled slightly, took a towel and spread it on the palm of his hand, put her long hair that was not yet dry into the towel, wrapped it and wiped it carefully. It was this slight touch that woke up Zhong Qingye.
Qi Mo's eyes were still moist when he woke up. He looked at Qi Mo in confusion. He was stunned for a while, and then he stretched out his hand to rub his eyes and said, "You're back."
She looked very lazy like a kitten, and Qi Mo felt itchy in her heart.
You are back.
Such a simple sentence was like a sweet spring flowing. Qi Mo's eyebrows were soft, and the love in his eyes seemed to overflow. He nodded and said with a smile: "Now you won't wave your fist at me as soon as you open your eyes."
Yes, not bad, there is progress.”
Zhong Qingye's expression was arrogant, "Who told you to suddenly wake me up while I was sleeping? I thought it was an enemy attack, so of course I punched me."
"There are so many women in the world, but you are the only one who is so alert." Qi Mo gave her an annoyed look and slowly wiped her wet hair with his big hands.
Zhong Qingye straightened up, his eyes as cunning as a spirit fox, tilted his head and said playfully: "If you are not special, how can you capture the heart of Prince Rui?"
Qi Mo laughed, stretched his waist slightly, and kissed her forehead. "Even if you are a virgin, you can still grab my heart with your claws."
Zhong Qingye's heart warmed, and the sweet taste was like honey. The sky was dark, and a crescent moon hung in the slanting sky. It was as graceful as her daughter's eyebrows, with a few stars shining faintly.
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Qi Mo is not the kind of man who likes to express his determination by swearing at every turn, and Zhong Qingye is not suitable for the passion that makes mountains and mountains and heaven and earth come together at every turn. The love between the two of them should be like a trickle of water, and they can have tacit vows to each other.
They can also warm each other bit by bit in life.
For Zhong Qingye, who has been wandering all his life, there is nothing more precious than the happiness of boiled water.
Just like people who have never experienced a disaster cannot understand the courage it takes to stand up again, people who have not been in Zhong Qingye's position cannot understand the peace in her heart.
Now, she no longer needs strong stimulation from the outside world to understand her feelings for Qi Mo. Every day they spend together, they are building up their feelings bit by bit.
"What should I do, Lord Rui?" She lazily sat down on the chair, her smile warm and light, revealing a bit of cunning. "I only have one recliner here, and there is no room for you."
Qi Mo smiled charmingly: "What's the problem?"
He suddenly reached out and picked up Zhong Qingye from the chair, turned around and sat down again, until he was sitting in a recliner with Zhong Qingye nestled in his arms. "Isn't that okay?
?”
"You took advantage of me again." Zhong Qingye didn't resist, and lay obediently on his broad chest, putting his arms around his waist. "If you continue like this, you will eat all my tofu."
"You don't have to worry about it." Qi Mo lowered his head and kissed her fragrant hair, his voice a little blurry: "I can't get enough of your tofu in my life."
Another lifetime.
Zhong Qingye chuckled and rubbed his head on his chest a few times.
"Tell me, why did you sneak away today?" After a moment of silence, Qi Mo's voice sounded quietly: "Where did you take Yan'er to?"
"What the hell, she wants to go with me herself." Zhong Qingye pursed her lips.
"Your sister has fallen in love with my brother. I just asked her if she wanted to go out of the palace to meet my brother. She agreed excitedly. She even volunteered to run to Qi Mu and said that I was not feeling well and wanted to send me home. Then she and
I left the palace together, I don’t want to attend that banquet anyway, that guy Zhong Ying doesn’t know how to deal with me yet.”
"Are you scared?"
"Why are you afraid of her?" Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes. "I just don't want to waste time with her."
"What happened after that? Where did Yan'er go?"
"I don't know, I sent her to the restaurant and went straight home." Zhong Qingye raised his head, reached out and rubbed his neck and complained, "You don't know how heavy it is to carry a lot of hair accessories! My neck is almost broken.
Already."
"Haha, if there is such a banquet in the future, I will definitely not take you to it." Qi Mo stretched out his hand and touched her smooth face twice, smiling particularly fondly: "Anyway, even if you go, you will only dig.
Just sneaking away with no intention of doing anything."
"Because it's really fun to talk..."
"Hahaha, that's true."
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The night wind gradually picked up, and the intimate whispers between the two drifted in the wind. They were neither intense nor sweet. Occasionally, you would exchange venomous tongues, but the darkness was intertwined into harmonious music. It was full of two people.
The friendship that binds each other.
After a long time, Qi Mo's voice suddenly became affectionate, as if it was filled with lingering emotions, so rich and gentle that it made people's skin and bones numb. "Qingye, give me a child."
Zhong Qingye was stunned, "Why did you suddenly talk about this?"
Qi Mo buried his head in the hair on her shoulders, sniffed gently, and let out a satisfied sigh from his lips, "We have finally come to this point, are you still not willing to give birth to a child for me?
?”
Qi Mo's voice continued. "I want to have a child, whether it's a boy or a girl. As long as you and I have a child, I will love it very much."
"I know..." Zhong Qingye turned his face away, an imperceptible reddish color appeared in the darkness, and his voice was thin. "I didn't say I wouldn't give birth..."