Advising the villains to be kind every day

Yan Cheng considers himself a restrained person. He has never had any desire for things between men and women, but when facing Zhuang Wan, he can't help himself.

Perhaps when you love someone deeply, you always expect more.At this moment, he wanted to hold Zhuang Wan tightly in his arms, wanted to capture those bright red lips, and even... more.

And Zhuang Wan who was lying on his body didn't notice anything abnormal at all, but suddenly panicked: "It's over, your nosebleed can't stop!"

Only then did Yan Cheng come to his senses, feeling ashamed of the messy thoughts in his mind just now.

"But... maybe I got angry." He quickly got up from the bed and walked out: "I'll deal with it."

After walking out of the room, he went to the backyard of the inn and took a few quick breaths before slowly calming down the restlessness in his heart.He wanted to let Zhuang Wan know his dirty thoughts, but he still didn't know how to look at him.

He originally wanted to be quiet for a while, but he was worried about Zhuang Wan's safety in the room, so he wiped away the nosebleed and hurried back to the room.He was originally worried that he would feel uncomfortable when facing Zhuang Wan because of what happened just now, but it turned out that he was overly worried. Zhuang Wan was already lying on the bed, fast asleep.

He smiled and gently covered her with the quilt. When he saw the thin white calves exposed, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

I thought that if I got married to Zhuang Wan, then these things would be a matter of course.Therefore, he considers marrying Zhuang Wan to be the most important thing. There is no moment more urgent than now.

But then he thought about giving himself a slap. He loved Zhuang Wan, not the lust brought by love.

But what he doesn't know is that it is impossible to truly love someone without desire.Love and desire have always complemented each other.

He pulled the quilt and covered Zhuang Wan tightly, leaving only his head exposed.Then sit on the edge of the bed, close your eyes and relax, and let your mind calm down.

Although he has gotten rid of the influence of lust, he still can't help but yearn for the beautiful and ordinary life he and Zhuang Wan will have in the future, and even think about whether their child will be a boy or a girl, and what name they should give...

Zhuang Wan slept well that night, so it was still dark when she woke up.

He saw that Yan Cheng had really been sitting all night, but now he fell asleep with his head on the bed, but the sword had not left his hand.

She always felt that Yan Cheng looked best when he was sleeping.With his eyes closed, he was much less cold and stern, looking like a handsome and quiet prince.Such a handsome man is a pleasure to look at.

At this time, Yan Cheng slowly opened his eyes, which were a little red and showed exhaustion.

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer." Zhuang Wan opened the quilt and got up, leaving the bed to him.

Yan Cheng stopped her and said, "I don't need it. You can sleep a little longer."

Zhuang Wan knew that this man was extremely stubborn, so he took the initiative to lean closer and said, "Then come up."

Thinking that he always couldn't help himself when he and Zhuang Wan were too close, Yan Cheng refused: "No, it's fine just like this."

Zhuang Wan didn't care and dragged him over. Only then did she realize that his hands were as cold as ice.

The quilt was warm and had a faint fragrance. Yan Cheng's nerves, which had been tense all night, relaxed at this moment.

Zhuang Wan rubbed his cold and red hands, and felt that the knuckles were hard. She looked carefully and said distressedly: "These are frostbites."

Yan Cheng said: "It's just a minor illness. What's more, it will be cured soon."

Zhuang Wan muttered: "Isn't it a pity that such a beautiful hand has frostbite? Go to the drug store tomorrow to buy some plaster and apply it on it."

She frowned, "Why are you still so cold after so long?"

With that said, she simply put Yan Cheng's hand under her armpit, which was the warmest place.When she was a child, every winter, she liked to put her cold little hands on her grandmother’s armpits.

Yan Cheng was stunned by her operation. No matter how dull his hands were after being frozen, he could not ignore the softness that his palms touched.

He pulled back his hand as if he was electrocuted, sat up in shock, and blushed to his ears.

Zhuang Wan instantly realized how bold her unintentional act was in Yan Cheng's eyes, and seeing him so embarrassed made her feel embarrassed too.

After coughing tactically, he asked, "Where should we go next?"

Yan Cheng didn't dare to look at her, "You...where do you want to go?"

"I can go anywhere, wander around the world, or find a place to settle down, but the farther away from Kyoto, the better." "Then go to Jiangnan." Yan Cheng said: "Jiangnan is rich, has a pleasant climate, and the scenery is good. "

"Okay! Let's go to Jiangnan." Zhuang Wan thought for a while and said, "Then let's drive slowly and enjoy the scenery along the way. When we arrive in Jiangnan, winter turns to spring."

Yan Cheng looked back at her and said with a smile, "Okay!"

The two looked at each other, both a little unnatural.

"Then...I'll find a carriage." Yan Cheng said and quickly stood up and walked out.

After having breakfast at the inn, the two took a carriage and headed south.

Although this place is not as icy and snowy as Kyoto, the scenery along the way is very bleak and not as beautiful as the snow scenery.

Zhuang Wan opened the car curtain, looked at the dead trees on the bare mountain beside the road, and said, "The further south you go, the less ice and snow you can see, the colder it gets."

A gust of cold wind came out and she sneezed.

"It won't be cold after we cross the Qinling Mountains." Yan Cheng unpacked his baggage, rummaged for a long time and asked, "Didn't you bring your cloak?"

"Forehead……"

Zhuang Wan coughed lightly, "Well, I thought we should prepare more money. That cloak was not convenient to carry and it was too ostentatious to wear, so... I just... sold it!"

"Sold it?" Yan Cheng said in disbelief, it took him a lot of effort to hunt those two foxes.

Zhuang Wan quickly explained: "We don't actually need a cloak when we go to Jiangnan, right?"

Yan Cheng sighed: "That's all, what other clothes did you bring to keep out the cold?"

He took another baggage, opened it and saw the wooden dragonfly inside.

I was so moved for a moment, "You still keep this?"

Zhuang Wan nodded and took the wooden dragonfly over to play with, "I think this is more important than the cloak."

Yan Cheng: "..."

He took off his coat and put it on Zhuang Wan.

"I don't want it." Zhuang Wan pulled it down and gave it back to him.

"But you..."

"Isn't this good?" Zhuang Wan suddenly hugged him and snuggled into his arms, "This way... it won't be cold."

"..."

Yan Cheng was silent for a moment, and hugged her tightly...

The carriage drove slowly, the driver hummed an unknown tune, and his voice floated far away...

Zhuang Wan looked at the wooden dragonfly in her hand, thinking that where the carriage was driving was the ordinary life they longed for.Maybe in a few years, no one will know who Li Daniu is, and they will be just like everyone else, living indifferently until their old age.

Even so, she has no regrets.Yan Cheng could give up everything for him, and she could also give up the chance to return to modern times for him.

If you can accompany him to grow old slowly, you will be stable for the rest of your life.She didn't come in vain.

She put her hand on Yan Cheng's palm, and their fingers intertwined.

The place they want to go is a paradise with spring flowers blooming.

Or, it can be called - home!