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Chapter 96: Late Spring
There has never been any dreamy imagination in Lu Qingfei's world. She knows that many things require a corresponding price to be paid.

Two years ago, she made him bleed from wounds all over his body; two years later, she was willing to weave a dream for him.

Even if Lu Qingfei will eventually leave, she wants to give Li Heng a unique spring.

But passion doesn’t belong to spring.

Wishes are destined not to be fulfilled.

So they have the most beautiful late spring in the world.

Lu Qingfei lowered his eyes and looked at the blue hairband in his hand, gently stroking the soft silk surface with the fingertips of his right hand.

The flowers on her wrist, blooming from this emotion, created a virtual spring, making her mistakenly believe that the spring rain was wetting her life and bringing new vitality.

fiancée.

It was neither a family marriage nor a private marriage.

It's wishful thinking.

At least that's what he thought.

Lu Qingfei walked back to the house while looking down at his phone.

Jiang Chi posted a message on WeChat Moments.

Jiang Chi: The night is as dark as the capitalists’ hearts. (Picture.jpg)

The accompanying picture is a photo of a pitch-black sky.

She clicked the “like” button and looked at Jiang Chi’s homepage with great interest.

Jiang Chi is very frank. He can see not only what is visible but everything.

Most of the content posted is complaints or sharing of life.

There is one quite interesting one.

Jiang Chi:

Prodigal: "I'm sorry, you're so good."

I rolled my eyes: "Sorry, you are such a scumbag."

There’s no point in looking back. The prodigal son should just drown in the sea!

Judging from the time, it was probably when Zhou Jinghuai was having a crazy scandal.

Lu Qingfei simply brushed it and then left, contacting the auction house to send the painting to Ming Yingtan.

After washing up in the evening, Lu Qingfei sat at the table to check information when a call popped up on his cell phone.

Shown as Jiang Heng.

Lu Qingfei took the call. There was silence on the other end of the line before he spoke: "Have you eaten?"

Lu Qingfei put the phone in front of him, folded his hands on the table, and said sleepily: "Yeah."

"Are you free tomorrow? I'll return your watch and pay you back for my last meal."

Jiang Heng asked: "Do you really want to draw a line between you and me?"

Lu Qingfei drooped his eyelids, and his eyes moved slightly when he heard the words.

The air was strangely silent for a while.

She said, “Are you drunk?”

They all started talking nonsense.

"No." Jiang Heng's voice sounded a little deep.

Lu Qingfei said "oh" without refutation. After making an appointment with him, he was about to hang up the phone.

She touched the screen with her fingertips, and two seconds before the call was disconnected, she heard a faint "A Fei".

Lu Qingfei's fingers froze instantly, he stared at the hung up phone and blinked.

Auditory hallucinations?
Before she had time to think, the phone rang again.

As soon as the call was connected, Wei Ze's collapsed voice came: "Sister! Save me!"

Lu Qingfei: “?”

Wei Ze scratched his head and was very panicked:

"I ran into Xu Feng today, so I went for a few drinks, and ended up accidentally stealing the roadblock back! If I get caught, I'll lose my job, and I, I really have sleepwalking!!!"

Weiser screamed, "Help! It's in my hand! Help me!"

"........."

Would a normal person sleepwalk and steal roadblocks?

Master Wei is bored again.

Lu Qingfei only said: "Pray sincerely to the heaven, and keep repeating to yourself that the way of heaven is a tearful slug, and God will save you."

Weize was confused, but did as he was told.

Great tips! Sister Fei can never go wrong!
Since Heaven chose Wei Ze, there must be some invisible connection between them.

Lu Qingfei believed that Heaven could hear Wei Ze’s call.

Three minutes later, Tiandao's face turned black as he stood under the street light and looked at the roadblock.

Think of him as a porter?
Do you want him to deliver such a small roadblock?
I don’t know if it was Li Heng’s spiritual power at work, or Jiang Heng’s vague “A Fei”, but the past events were floating in my dreams tonight.

Birds chirp at night, the sky is full of stars, and the moonlight is alluring. The hot steam from the hot springs permeates the pear blossom branches on the shore, and the petals flutter like fragrant white snow, falling on the stone lamps.

On a spring night with high tide and curling mist, Lu Qingfei sank into the water for a moment and then emerged. The sound of water splashed, and the clear light illuminated the water marks on her cheeks, like her long hair made of fine ink-colored satin.

Lu Qingfei gently shook off the water droplets on his face and looked up at Li Heng who was standing quietly beside the screen.

She lay lightly on the stone shore, the skin on her exposed back as white as snow and porcelain. She looked up and called, "Senior Brother." "What for?" Li Heng said lazily without even turning his head.

Lu Qingfei asked: "Hot springs have healing effects, don't you want to take a bath together?"

Charming and ambiguous relationship breeds.

After a while, Li Heng said calmly: "You won't die."

"Oh."

Lu Qingfei looked at the side of his face outlined by the halo and asked, "Can you turn up the water temperature a bit?"

Li Heng didn't say anything. He made a fire gesture and the flame burned more vigorously. The water temperature of the hot spring gradually rose.

The hot mist was rising, and Lu Qingfei slowly closed his eyes.

I do not know how long it has been.

Warm fingers gently stroked her cold face, and the touch made Lu Qingfei open her eyes. Her wet eyes stared blankly at the young man who was so close to her. The next moment their eyes met, he reached out and covered her eyes.

Lu Qingfei: “?”

Before she could even express her confusion, she heard him say, "Why is it still so cold?"

Lu Qingfei's eyes went dark and he blinked blankly.

Her long eyelashes gently brushed against Li Heng's palm, which was a little itchy. The coldness came over her, and she suddenly grabbed his hand. With two splashes, the man on the shore was dragged into the water.

The cold air eroded his spiritual veins. Lu Qingfei frowned, held his face with both hands, and kissed him.

Her hair was entangled in his fingertips, and the temperature of her hand against his face was frighteningly low. Li Heng held the back of Lu Qingfei's head and deepened the kiss.

The spiritual energy spread, and Lu Qingfei thought of a possibility and pushed him away.

Reversal of life!
"Brother." Lu Qingfei looked at him through the swirling white mist, "I told you not to use the Rebirth Technique."

The backlash of the Resurrection Technique is an extreme torture like burning flames.

Li Heng didn't take it seriously: "It's just a magic trick."

He approached, pushing her to the edge where she could no longer retreat, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, saying in a low voice: "You are more important than me."

The night was filled with thick fog, and the scenery seemed particularly unreal, but the people before me were incredibly real.

Lu Qingfei stared at Li Heng without blinking, then suddenly put his arms around his neck and kissed his lips tenderly: "Use another method."

The touch and rubbing of their lips made Li Heng pause.

"what way?"

"Ways to warm up."

Lu Qingfei curled up in Li Heng's arms, her face pale. Her body temperature was low, and he was like a hot stove.

Li Heng's eyes darkened: "What kind of heat?"

"Either one will do."

"Xixi." Li Heng called her in a low voice, as if trying to wake her up, or as if he was restraining himself.

Lu Qingfei looked at the lust in Li Heng's eyes, one hand still hooked around his neck, the other hand dropped down to his waist, and whispered in a seductive and decadent voice: "Brother, I don't mind you hurting me."

Her eyes seemed to be watery and sparkling.

The moonlight disturbed the water in the pond, and the person in his arms moved his heart. Li Heng's rationality was eaten away, and the flower of desire bloomed.

Ripples appeared on the water surface, with a shameful blush.

The pear blossoms are heavy with water, and the branches are lowered to hide their clinging, undulating figures. The strong wind and drizzle are intoxicating, and the intimacy is awkward and lingering.

"Brother, promise me that you will never use the Reversal Technique again." Lu Qingfei did not forget to say.

Li Heng looked at his beloved with a dazed look in her eyes, a low smile escaped from his throat, and he whispered in her ears.

"Promise." He said hoarsely.

When Lu Qingfei heard the answer, his eyebrows curved and he sighed exaggeratedly: "Senior Brother...you like me so much."

Li Heng rubbed his lips against the skin of her collarbone, and hummed a laugh when he heard the words.

The heat brought a tremor, and Lu Qingfei's heart was swaying. She supported his shoulders with both hands. When their eyes met, she said, "Brother, no matter where I am, your heart must beat for me."

Li Heng said nothing.

Lu Qingfei pointed his finger at the position of his heart in his chest.

"this is mine."

Li Heng felt like there was a burning coal burning his heart, and his possessive actions became uncontrollable and violent. But when he saw her frowning brows, he gradually became gentle.

Li Heng called her Xixi over and over again, and each call hit Lu Qingfei's heart and broke the ice, which gradually melted into a pool of water.

"A Fei." He suddenly called her another name, his voice hoarse.

Lu Qingfei's face flushed, and his voice was as thin as a thread: "...Hmm?"

"hold me."

Lu Qingfei leaned against the man's chest, wrapped his arms around his neck, and rested his chin on his shoulder. A faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and she laughed sullenly, "You ask for too much."

The water vapor seeped into the peach blossom print on the snow-white wrist, sparkling and exuding a vibrant beauty. Lu Qingfei stared at it in a daze.

After she calmed down her breathing, Li Heng suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Third Senior Brother can cultivate spiritual flowers, which is quite amazing." Lu Qingfei said truthfully.

Li Heng was so angry that he laughed. He pressed his forehead against hers and said in a dangerous tone, "Are you praising other men on me?"

Lu Qingfei smiled and comforted the jealous man with a kiss.

(End of this chapter)