MTL - After the Big Guy Wears the Abusive Text-Chapter 120 Time and space interlaced (if extra)
Ye Youqing has always believed that the best happiness is a long stream of water, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the leaves dry and regenerate, the wind changes from cold to warm, and the days pass slowly and leisurely.
It was decorated by Cike, full of life, surrounded by trees and flowers, and also raised a yellow dog.
There are only two maids in the house, and a woman with good craftsmanship is also invited to take care of the meals.
He has also become a well-known and well-meaning member.
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As for Shili and Zhou Ziqiu, they did not live with them, but they often got together. Zhou Ziqiu's condition improved greatly, and Ye Youqing's expression became more familiar, and he became calm and mature again. Ye Youqing guessed that she had recovered some memories, but Zhou Ziqiu didn't say a word, and she didn't ask any more questions.
Anyway, seeing how she was sticking to Shili, there was not much change.
Another two years have passed, the winter is coming to the spring, and the autumn is sultry, but the temperature in the south still maintains the hot summer, only the sky is blue and higher.
In the courtyard surrounded by flowers, there is a reclining chair large enough for two people, which Ye Youqing specially ordered by a carpenter, so that she and Ci Ke can lie in one place, and the reclining chair is covered with soft the blanket, and the two of them were rocking and taking a nap in the sunlight.
A mosquito crawled on Ye Youqing's face, she moved her eyelashes, slapped her cheek, opened her eyes, and swept the corpse off her face.
Ci Ke didn't open his eyes when he heard the movement, but hummed and put a sticker on Ye Youqing's body, Ye Youqing put his arms around her shoulders, then squeezed a blade of grass and put it into her nostril.
Ci Ke sneezed and had to open his eyes, squinting slightly.
"The sun is about to set, go back to sleep, and you won't be able to fall asleep again later." Ye Youqing said, pulling Cike up and wrapping the blanket around her.
Ci Ke yawned and pushed the blanket away: "It's not cold, I'm almost sweating."
"I've agreed, you won't want to be with me." Ci Ke put her index finger on Ye Youqing's forehead, pushed her head back, and then turned around , step into the door.
Ye Youqing tilted her head and followed behind her: "I sleep on the same bed, why can't I take a bath?"
"Who knows what kind of savage you are." Ci Ke bit his lip, threw the blanket aside, and sat in front of the bronze mirror to straighten his messy bun.
Tidying up his clothes, he pursed his lips.
"How can it be so miraculous." Ci Ke untied his hairpin and put it aside, turning to look at Ye Youqing angrily and laughing.
, It can be seen that Cike's breathing is a little chaotic.
Ye Youqing's body is different from Cike's own, one is plump and soft, the other is jade bone and ice muscle, especially after adding the faint scars, there is an indescribable feeling.
Ye Youqing saw Ci Ke's blushing for a moment, so he hooked his hand on the collar and tugged, and now Ci Ke did not dare to look at it.
Ye Youqing couldn't help laughing, leaning her whole body into the chair, folded her long legs, and stretched out her arms: "I'm a little tired, help me."
Ci Ke muttered something, grabbed her palm and pulled her up crookedly. Unexpectedly, the woman in front of her didn't stand well, but leaned on Cike's shoulder and wrapped her arms around her. She leaned her waist and head into the crevice of her neck, groaning.
"What are you doing?" Ci Ke lost his temper completely and asked with his head down.
"I said I'm tired, don't forget that I just came back from Yangzhou yesterday. I'm very tired." Ye Youqing sighed, phoenix eyes blinked, squeezed out a tired look, and his tone was soft Feeling a little lost, "Who would have thought that you not only didn't take care of me, but also murdered me."
Ci Ke knew that Ye Youqing was pretending at a glance, but he couldn't help feeling a little distressed, so he softened his tone, put his hand on her back and touched her: "Speak with conscience, when am I fierce? is you?"
In a few days, you have another sweetheart."
Ci Ke was anxious when he heard the words: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
After saying that, she was about to push Ye Youqing to leave, but Ye Youqing hung on her body and hummed, like a dog skin plaster, and Cike couldn't get rid of it, so he had to say with a good air: "Okay, okay, Can't I promise?"
Now that she has been with her for a long time, she realizes that although Ye Youqing looks cold and gentle on weekdays, she is actually a cheeky, crooked mind, and there is always a way to make her compromise.
Hearing Cike's agreement, Ye Youqing got up with her hands behind her back, her clothes were still scattered, leaning against the table and laughing crookedly, Cike was so angry that she straightened her clothes and turned to go Call the maid to boil water.
The handkerchief was folded and put aside, and a few petals of flowers fell on the water surface, blocking the underwater scenery.
Ci Ke blushed: "Wash it by yourself."
She was about to leave when she heard Ye Youqing's voice softening again, like a gurgling spring water, with a silky ending: "Alas, we have been married for many years, but we have been bathing together. never..."
"How are the two related?"
Ci Ke's footsteps hesitated.
She turned her head, Ye Youqing pursed her lips and smiled at her, smiling so much that Cike's face turned even redder, and wanted to reach out to hit her, but after touching the smooth and soft skin, she hurriedly put her hand away Take it back.
"I don't know where I saw these patterns." Ci Ke scolded, and then endured the numbness of being touched, watching Ye Youqing approach.
People are addicted.
"Kiss me." Ye Youqing said lightly, and Ci Ke involuntarily stepped forward as if possessed, pressed Ye Youqing's lips, and kissed with the mist.
Slowly, the hot water was not as hot as their own bodies. As dusk came, there was a small sob in the room.
Ye Youqing's condition is not very good, her breathing is short, her face is flushed, her hands are a little weak, but she still puts down Cike and helps her dry, and then she tightens her body just now Wrapped tunic.
Ye Youqing took the towel in her hand to dry her hair, pressed her back with a smile, turned over and lay down with her, and kissed the corner of her mouth.
"By the way, the purse on your waist is worn out. I sewed a new one for you last night, but I forgot to take it out." Ci Ke said in a daze.
"You are tired, let's see tomorrow morning." Ye Youqing said softly.
The two slept very peacefully that night. Long after the **** crowing the next morning, Ye Youqing woke up leisurely. Ci Ke was still soundly asleep, so she crept up and took off her clothes. Door.
what's up?"
"No, Cike likes to eat wontons from the street, I'll buy her some." Ye Youqing said with a smile, wrapped her coat tightly, and stepped over the threshold.
The morning market outside was already full of traffic, Ye Youqing was walking on the bluestone road, walking to the wonton stall, the crowd was bustling and noisy, she was walking through the crowd, but suddenly heard a shout, The voice was familiar, as if calling her name.
Ye Youqing frowned and stopped, but the voice still echoed in her ears, as if she had to wake her up.
"No, Cike..." Ye Youqing's pupils shrank for a moment, she was about to turn around, but her eyes went black, she fell on a slant, her knees and elbows fell to the ground, but she was in half pain didn't feel it.
She sat up suddenly.
"Ye Youqing!" Someone next to her grabbed her hand and shook her with a sigh of relief, "If you don't wake up again, I'll have to call 120!"
"You said what's wrong with you, you know that you are not in good health, and you have been in a coma once before, why don't you pay attention?" The man was still chattering, and put a glass of water in her hand , However, Ye Youqing didn't catch it, the glass fell to the ground with a snap, and it shattered.
Ye Youqing didn't listen to her, she just stared at the scene in front of her, the bed under her was fluffy and soft, and there was an oil painting of a mountain road on the opposite wall. Handwritten by foreign painters, the floor-to-ceiling windows on the right side are penetrated by sunlight, and mottled shadows fall on the quilt.
He is, she is back.
