Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 347: : 1 wake up (2)

　　 Liu Huo dare not move, lying on the bed, the smell of monsoon smoke running through the nose, not as sweet as the fragrance of flowers, it is a taste that I don’t know how to describe, very elegant, very refreshing, like water Flowing across the stream, like clouds and mist lingering in the mountains and forests.

　　Pure makes people seem to be able to forget the triviality of the world and the filth hidden in the dark.

　　 Liuhuo only dared to wipe his sight quietly, watching Monsoon Smoke's sleepy face.

　　 Monsoon Smoke's appearance is not stunning, but it also has a unique delicate beauty. Liu Huo vaguely felt that this face seemed to look much better than when we first met, but the eyebrows remained the same, say no What has changed is that... it looks good for no reason, better than any face in the world.

　　 Moonlight spilled through the open windows, in the gloom, a ray of moonlight fell, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the eyebrows of the monsoon smoke, turning into a halo, covering it little by little .

　　 The flow of fire can’t tell whether the halo is moonlight or something. I just feel that the monsoon smoke at this moment is warm as if it is wrapped in a cloud of light. The little hand on his chest moves up and down with his breathing. The ups and downs, the temperature that belongs to her, through the thin clothes, warmed his chest a little bit. The temperature seemed to pass through the skin, through the flesh and blood, and burned his beating heart.

　　 Vaguely, Liu Huo saw a ray of golden mist on the eyebrows of Monsoon Smoke, slowly lingering.

　　 Liu Huo's heart moved slightly when he saw the golden touch.

　　When the ghost ambassador went away, he stretched out his hand, trying to touch Monsoon Smoke's brow, but stopped at a finger distance.

　　 "I don't want you to hate me..." Liu Huo's brows were frowning, and the black and white eyes were written with unresolved pain.

　　 Liu Huo is him, and Xinglou is also him.

　　 but...

　　 She likes one but hates the other...

　　 "I'm sorry." The suppressed voice overflowed from his chest, suppressed in his soul like an unspeakable secret.

　　 He retracted his hand, and his gaze flicked from Monsoon Smoke’s eyebrows, past her puffy nose, past her rosy lips, and slipped into her white neck, but he saw her neck When he wore the World Destroying armor, his eyes suddenly slammed.

　　 "I will help you and solve it." Liu Huo's hand clenched quietly, and he finally retracted his gaze and slowly closed his eyes.

　　 Even if it is luxury, let him...indulge in this moment.

　　 Even if he will be overwhelmed in the future, please give him a moment of happiness.

　　, even for a moment...

　　 is also good...

　　 The night is silent, and there are endless secrets, hidden in this world, who can know.

　　 When Monsoon Smoke woke up, Liu Huo was still asleep. She propped up and couldn't help pinching Liu Huo's nose, causing Liu Huo to frown slightly.

　　 "Hey, Xiao Liuhuo, you are really my peach blossom catastrophe." Monsoon smoked his chin with one hand, and looked at Liu Huo's quiet sleeping face contentedly. Immortal cultivators seldom come into contact with love, because of them. The purpose is to ascend to immortals, and their life expectancy during cultivation will be longer than that of ordinary people, and they dare not touch it because of fear of life and death.

　　 But, somehow, from the moment Monsoon Smoke saw the flowing fire, she felt that...

　　 She is willing to try this kind of experience she has never had before.

　　The sweetness is as sweet as sweets, which is probably so.

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