Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-sixth bowl of soup (2)

The fifty-sixth bowl of soup (2)

Later Tan Youling regretted it because she got too much...

Occasionally a white and tender arm stretched out from the plain tent, Ruyu's skin was covered with reddish hickeys, and sometimes a slender and beautiful leg was taken, but it was quickly pulled back, and then it continued to be ambiguous A moving sound of joy.

Tan Youling is already crying, how can she know that after the emotional hug is finished, she is not talking about herself, or she is holding hands and looking at the tears and silently choking, how can it be, how can it be over? Although it is very comfortable to do this kind of thing, and she has been panicking after not being together for too long, but the frequency is a bit excessive, as for even eating in bed? !

"Be good, don't cry, don't cry." Han Qingyan coaxed her softly, seemingly gentle and considerate, but in fact, he pulled back the half of her body that she managed to escape, and kissed her tears away At the same time, indulge.

When Han Qingyan finally let go of Tan Youling, she was tired from crying and fell asleep.

He was indeed a little out of control. He just wanted to hold this woman tighter, and he was reluctant to let go. But... Han Qingyan looked at Tan Youling, who had tears in the corners of her eyes, and she felt guilty.

When Tan Youling woke up, it was dark outside, and she didn't know how long it had been, but she didn't have the soreness she imagined, and it smelled of ointment. In the past, he would inevitably have times when he was in desperate need. Every time he would massage and apply medicine to her when she fell asleep, this time it was the same.

Tan Youling wanted to be angry, but how could she be angry? She was lying on Han Qingyan's chest, the heartbeat beside her ear was so real and powerful. This time, none of them have to disguise, everyone is the real appearance, this life... and so on. The first time they met, she was robbing her relatives, and then she was so popular that she forgot all about her: "Husband, husband! Husband wake up—"

Han Qingyan opened one eyelid, listened to her call, and hugged her down and pressed it into her arms, hummed casually, and kissed her little face again, "Go to sleep."

"Don't sleep! You haven't told me what's going on!"

He opened his eyes to look at her, sighed, still hugged her, kissed and kissed: "What's the matter?"

"How can I still see you? Mo Ze said that if I take the initiative to tell you my identity, I won't be able to be by your side again, how could it be—" She seemed to think of something, her face pale. "Did you—did you do something that I don't know about?" If so, why should she follow so hard? Everything is for him to return to his world and not get lost, and not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. In the end, there was only one life left, and after revenge, the soul disappeared. But if such a consequence was caused by her own affairs, Tan Youling's heart was full of guilt.

"It's not your relationship." Han Qingyan was helpless, he held up her little face and let her look at him. "Who said I did something you didn't know? I won't hide anything from you. I'll tell you everything you want to know."

She stares at him blankly.

Han Qingyan thought her appearance was very cute, so she couldn't hold back a smile and said, "Thanks to you, I didn't get lost in Zhan Ran's world, otherwise I would kill those innocent disciples, even if I could come back, I'm afraid There is no afterlife."

Tan Youling still doesn't understand. When Han Qingyan saw that she was a little stupid, he couldn't help but feel amused: "Linger doesn't look like an idiot if she can pretend to be by my side for so long without being recognized!"

After getting a roll of eyes, he continued: "I just let it go."

"Put down... what?"

"Obstinence."

Tan Youling blinked: "I don't understand..."

"The ghosts in the Wangchuan River are neither afraid of death nor pain. The only thing that traps us is obsession. The reason why every minute and every second in the Wangchuan River is torture is that Because even if there is no memory, the pain will not disappear, but will always exist with the flogging of the soul, and it will become more and more painful." Han Qingyan's voice was calm. "Because of this, every ghost wants to climb up. Climbing up, you can go back to the past, but who can really climb up?"

"I was selected by the Master of the Bridge of Naihe, and I went through five worlds to complete tasks before I could return to my own life. The reason why each world worked so hard was for my own obsession." Han Qingyan kissed her finger and stared at her. following her. "Now I let it go."

Tan Youling doesn't think so, she just doesn't understand and is not a fool. "Leave what?"

"I don't want to hide from you, I still hate it, and I hate it to the core. I never stop wanting to take revenge. But if I can get you back without taking revenge, then I'm willing to do anything." Han Qingyan doesn't care. He said, "Anyway, they will all die in the future. Right and wrong after death, there will be justice."

"I'm still dragging you down..." Tan Youling's eyes were red, and she just wanted to cry.

Han Qingyan couldn't see her cry, she simply overwhelmed her, Tan Youling immediately forgot to cry: "Do, what?!"

"Do something that will make you forget about it." Han Qingyan said. "In order to let me forget the hatred too, if you devote your whole heart to accompany me, I will not be sad."

Yes, is that true? Tan Youling seemed reasonable at first, but then she felt that she had been deceived again. But it was too late by the time she reacted...

So it was eaten over and over again. As long as she mentioned something bad about herself, Han Qingyan pressed her without saying a word and started doing it until she didn't mention it again. In the end, she was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep, but Han Qingyan was refreshed and had no weak legs.

Looking at Sleeping Beauty in her arms, Han Qingyan just wanted to laugh. He has a new body and a new identity, and he has a beautiful woman who can accompany him all his life. Hatred is important, but if he doesn't think about it, is there anything in this world that he can't overcome? Because no matter how much hatred, compared with Linger, it is not so important.

As long as he can't hold back and take revenge, in this life, they can live happily ever after, or have a few children. She always wanted children, and this time he won't leave her, which is more important than anything else.

Han Qingyan is not a fool, Han Qingyan knows how to choose.

Tan Youling slept until the next day. She yawned, but realized that she was the only one on the bed, and immediately lifted the quilt, just as the door was pushed open, Han Qingyan walked in with breakfast in her hand, smiling and looking at following her.

Her face turned red with a swipe, as if back to the time when she just got married, every time she woke up, he would get up and punch, and then he would go back to the room before she got up, full of sunshine and early morning beautiful.

"Awake?"

Han Qingyan first went over and kissed his wife before reaching out to get the clothes she had prepared to put on. Seeing the wedding clothes that had been shredded and thrown on the ground last night, he felt more and more unpleasant, and kicked the bottom of the bed, Even the phoenix crown of the city of even value has not escaped the fate of being destroyed.

"I can do it myself..."

"I want to help you."

He said so, Tan Youling had no choice but to stretch out her arms and legs, and get dressed with the help of Han Qingyan. Finally, he squatted down and put on shoes for her. The small lotus feet were white and tender, and the toenails were round and lovely. Han Qingyan couldn't help but gently touched her, and Tan Youling immediately flushed with embarrassment: "Husband!"

Only then did he wake up from his confusion, smiled lowly, put on her shoes and socks, and sat at the table with her in his arms like a baby. Tan Youling thought it was so strange, they had been married for so long, and he had never been so clingy, but now it seems like she can't walk or eat by herself, she has to feed her porridge.

"Is it delicious?"

Nod. "What did your husband do?"

"Yeah." Han Qingyan's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were indeed tender beyond words. After he fed Tan Youling, he swept away the rest of the meal. When Tan Youling opened the door, he found that there was also a small yard, and there was a swing in the yard, so he asked, "Husband, that swing..."

"Go play."

She smiled, kissed his face, raised her skirt and ran over. Han Qingyan also walked over and gave her a swing, listening to her silver bell-like laughter, it seemed that the whole person was much happier.

Tan Youling never wanted much, but he wanted to give her all of himself.

When she was tired, Han Qingyan wiped the tiny beads of sweat from her forehead with her fingertips and asked, "Is it fun?"

"Hmm." She likes to swing and fly high in the air, as if all her worries are gone.

Han Qingyan smiled and pinched her face. "We're leaving tomorrow."

She didn't ask why, but nodded sensible and well-behaved. "Good."

Han Qingyan explained to her: "King Ruyang's people don't know when they will check it, and I'm in a hurry to take you back."

"What are you doing in a hurry?"

"Get married." Han Qingyan pressed her forehead. "I have already instructed the servants in Guli to prepare for marriage. This time it is Han Qingyan who wants to marry you, not Chi Jing."

Tan Youling was amused by the jealousy in his words: "But Chi Jing is also you."

Han Qingyan said: "Then I'm not happy either."

She laughed happily. The former husband was taciturn and seldom said love words, but now the husband seems to have smeared honey in his mouth, and he is especially good at speaking sweet words. "My husband's mouth is so sweet."

"You try."

Try...what? Before Tan Youling could react, Han Qingyan pinched her chin and gave her a long kiss, and Tianlei, who was kissing again for a while, set fire to the ground, almost out of control. Not long after I got off the bed, it looked like I was going back again. It was Tan Youling who pushed him away and separated his lips, and then there was an ambiguous waterline connecting each other. Han Qingyan's eyes were like fire, extremely hot. At that moment, Tan Youling felt that it was worthwhile to burn his soul to ashes.