The world is enchanting, the handsome man is so enchanting

Chapter 287

Yu Qingyan was angry.She stomped her feet, glared at Feng Yuli angrily, handed the medicine bowl in front of him, with a straight face, and asked ferociously, "Do you want to drink?"

Feng Yuli was heartbroken, lamented repeatedly, and gave up on himself, "What medicine are you still drinking? You don't feel sorry for me anymore, so what's the use of me taking medicine?"

"Feng Yuli, you—"

Yuqing's face is depressed.She held the medicine bowl and puffed out her cheeks.Take it easy and feed Feng Yuli the medicine, she can't lose face; lose her temper and smash the medicine bowl, she can't bear it.

She gritted her teeth, and decided to throw the medicine bowl on the coffee table to care if Feng Yuli liked to drink or not, but she couldn't avoid a little worry in her heart.If Feng Yuli really didn't drink the medicine, and the injury recurred, and half of his foot stepped into the gate of hell, what should he do?

Seeing Yu Qingyan's sullen look of wanting to lose her temper but not daring to lose her temper, Feng Yuli couldn't help but laugh.He likes to tease Yu Qingyan, and whenever he sees this girl pouting, he feels good.However, he also understands the principle of accepting as soon as it is good!If you really push Yu Qingyan into a hurry, the little cat will turn into a big tiger, and even if it doesn't bite you to death, it will peel off three layers of your skin!

He smiled, reached out to take the medicine bowl in Yu Qingyan's hand, looked down at the bitter medicine juice, and drank it with his head raised.

A candied fruit was brought to his mouth, Feng Yuli was startled, looked up at the tense, gloomy face, couldn't help smiling, and opened his mouth to swallow it.The tip of the tongue hooked lightly, and scraped over Yu Qingyan's slender fingers, like an electric shock, an electric current surged up in an instant, flowing all over Yu Qingyan's body.

Yu Qingyan was stunned as if shocked by an electric shock, her cheeks blushed instantly, and she immediately strangled Feng Yuli with the most ferocious gaze.

Feng Yu swayed in his heart, and stretched out his arms to embrace Yu Qingyan into his arms.Yu Qingyan struggled at first, unwilling to just admit defeat, insisting on keeping a distance from Feng Yuli.Feng Yuli tightened her arms, exerted force on her wrists, and pressed Yu Qingyan firmly on her generous chest, refusing to let go.

Yu Qingyan was angry, and waved her small fist to beat Feng Yuli's chest, touching Feng Yuli's wound, causing Feng Yuli to cough violently.Yu Qingyan's complexion changed drastically, and she quickly stroked Feng Yuli's chest to comfort him.She looked up at her beautiful face, without concealing the worry on her face, "Yu Li, I'm sorry! Are you okay!"

"It's all right!"

Feng Yuli looked down at the beautiful and refined face in his arms, his heart was full of joy and satisfaction.But this girl's hand strength is really quite strong, and he almost couldn't breathe from the beating.

Seeing Feng Yuli's scorching gaze made her whole body feel uncomfortable, Yu Qingyan couldn't help but move her body, struggling and trying to keep a distance from Feng Yuli.Feng Yuli coughed twice, and instantly stopped all of Yu Qingyan's movements like acupuncture.Realizing that Feng Yuli was injured, she didn't dare to struggle anymore, for fear of accidentally hurting Feng Yuli.

She relaxed her body and leaned softly on Feng Yuli's chest, and Feng Yuli's heart beat powerfully in her ears "bang, bang".

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, staring at the fresh and beautiful face below him like a magnolia, surrounded by the rich and fragrant mandala fragrance, his eyes gradually deepened.

The strands of hair fell down, caressing her delicate porcelain-like face, itching, brought a rush of electric current, making her cheeks even more blush.

Feeling shy in my heart, I didn't dare to look at him, and subconsciously dodged his scorching gaze.

Staring at her deeply, the elf in her memory is weird, she is arrogant and narcissistic in this life, she is always so beautiful, even though she has no memory of the previous life, she is still the love in his heart, the treasure in his palm, and he will not want to be with him for life after life. The woman who was separated.

He loves her regardless of status.

He loves her, only she is the woman he wants!
He stared at her quietly for a while, until Yu Qingyan couldn't help turning her head because she couldn't stand the scorching ambiguity and silence.

Lips to lips, staring straight into her eyes.

Yu Qing's face was stunned, and her flexible brain went blank in an instant.My heart was beating wildly, beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of my chest.

She couldn't help reaching out to push his chest away, her resistance made his eyes darker.

Yu Qingyan only felt a strange feeling slowly grow.

"Qing Yan..."

"Ok?"

Her voice was also hoarse and low, like a beautiful bass melody.

"Qing Yan..."

"Ok?"

He locked her eyes without blinking, and told her affectionately in her ear, "Qingyan, did I tell you that I love you?"

I love you, I loved you in the previous life, I still love you in this life, and I will love you in the next life!This love is not extinguished, this love is not extinguished!

The body stiffened instantly.

But a distant and ancient voice vaguely sounded in her ears, elegant and delicate, like a spring breeze blowing on her face, gently and softly, stirring her heart to surge,
"Qingyan, did I tell you that I love you?"

There was a sudden, severe pain in the head.Yu Qingyan screamed suddenly, holding her head trembling uncontrollably.The pain was like a huge mallet, hitting her head again and again, her headache was so severe that she almost died.

A blurry scene appeared in front of my eyes, which was never seen in my memory, more like an ancient memory that penetrated the torrent of time,...

The bright moon is slanting to the west, and the cool breeze is refreshing.The bright moonlight sprinkled the ground with mottled shadows and shadows.The elegant man in green clothes stood with his hands behind his back under the shade of the green willows, looking up at the bright moon in the clear night sky, his eyes were deep and deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a familiar rose scent floated into the nostrils, sweet, cool, and charming.

"Sweet face!"

The man was overjoyed and suddenly looked back.

I saw the stunning woman in fluttering white clothes standing quietly behind him, looking at him quietly with clear eyes.The white clothes are holy, and the manners are elegant. Under the coaxing of her indistinct temperament, she looks like a fairy Lingbo who descended from the sky, and she does not eat any fireworks in the world.

Men, women, green clothes, white shirts,...

Where's the face?Why can't she see the faces of those two?However, there is a very familiar feeling that grows from the bottom of my heart, as if they have known each other thousands of years ago, or since they were born.

How could this be? !How is this going? !
Think, try to remember.Trying hard to think, but a splitting headache.No relief at all, just more pain, more pain.

"what--"

Yu Qingyan wailed, curled up tightly with her head in her arms.The pain eroded almost all her strength, and she could only lie on the bed with her head in her arms and gasp in pain.

"Sweet face!"

Feng Yuli's expression changed drastically.He stretched out his hand to try to touch Yu Qingyan, but was frightened by Yu Qingyan's scream, and dared not move in vain.Yu Qingyan lay on the bed, wailing and holding her head, sobbing in pain, excruciating pain.

……

The hazy memory was filled with white mist, she tried to see clearly, tried to see clearly, tried to figure it out.A strong and inexplicable sense of crisis rose spontaneously, and she subconsciously ran as hard as she could, trying to escape crazily.Finally, she ran out of the white mist, and the bright sun shone down. She half-closed her beautiful eyes, Ding Qing looked, and saw...

In my memory, the man in the blue shirt knelt heavily on the desolate land with long yellow sand.He crawled, pounced, and cried, and came to the woman in white, yelling at her with all his strength, calling for her, and lost his three souls and seven souls.

"Qingyan—don't scare me—don't leave me—"

The man in the green shirt hugged the weak and limp body of the woman in white, and the hot red in his hands reminded him of an unchangeable fact,

"Qingyan, you promised me that you would never die before me...I won't allow you to break your promise..."

He burst into tears and his voice was hoarse.

"Erya..."

The blood from the corner of her mouth flowed behind her ears, she was obviously in grief, but she smiled sweeter than Hua'er, "I'm finally free...I've been waiting for this day for too long...the debt I owe, I finally It's all paid off..."

(End of this chapter)