Love in Xuancheng

They talked about the soul of sleep with each other, and the time slipped away inadvertently.

Shen Xingyue stayed in her study and looked around. When she was sleepy, she rested on the long couch. When she woke up, she pulled nianer to chat with her.

It was five days later in the afternoon. Shen Xingyue lay bored on the long couch and looked through Feng moye's collection of books. Without looking at it, she drooped her eyelids and fell asleep.

Shen Xingyue didn't sleep long. A row of bookshelves against the north wall of the study moved slowly, and the orange light was transmitted from the secret. Then a slender figure came out, and the bookshelf slowly moved back to its original position. Feng moxie went to the door. When he crossed the screen, he habitually glanced at the book case. He wanted to see if there were urgent documents to deal with, Unexpectedly, the person who came into sight was the one who thought about it day and night.

In his heart, he approached the couch with big steps, squatted down slowly, and looked at the sleeping face carefully and carefully like appreciating the peerless treasure.

Shen Xingyue seemed to notice someone around her. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, trying to open her heavy eyelids.

Feng moye felt that the person in front of him was about to wake up. He was about to stand up, but unexpectedly, Shen Xingyue suddenly sat up and rushed over as soon as she opened her eyes.

Fearing that she would fall to the ground, Feng moye was helpless and squatted down again.

Shen Xingyue tightly hugged Feng moye's neck and lay on his shoulder. Tears burst into her eyes and rolled down on Feng moye's back one by one. The tears burned his back and hurt his heart.

Feng moye held her hands beside the long couch and didn't hold Shen Xingyue in her arms as before. Sensitive she suddenly felt aggrieved and couldn't help crying. While crying, she swung a powder fist on his strong back, sobbed and scolded, "Feng moye, you bastard, you still play and disappear. Don't you know I'll miss you? Bastard!"

Feng moye's hand pinched the edge of the long couch for fear that she would be soft hearted and compromise. What if she did something to hurt herself in the future? I don't know how deep it is. This time, I must let her have a long memory. I must let her remember! Feng moye secretly made up his mind.

No matter how Shen Xingyue cried, Feng moye also endured no words of comfort, but squatted there quietly and let her go.

Shen Xingyue cried for a long time before she gradually calmed down. Feng moye slowly pushed her away, stood up expressionless, turned and left.

Seeing that he was leaving, Shen Xingyue was slightly stunned for a moment and hurriedly shouted to him, "I'm wrong!"

The wind Mo Xie heard the speech and stopped, but he didn't turn back or make a sound.

"I will never act willfully and recklessly again. I will listen to my husband in the future. I will hide in my husband's arms and be protected by my husband. I will never let myself get hurt or let my husband worry about me." Shen Xingyue raised her right hand and vowed to make a guarantee.

Feng moye slowly turned around and his vision stagnated on the feet standing on the ground without shoes. Shen Xingyue subconsciously followed his vision and shouted "over", hurriedly jumped onto the couch and smiled at Feng moye: "not next time, no! Not next time!"

Feng moye walked over and hugged her in his arms. After a long time, he said, "remember what you said. Just stay in the king's arms. Don't do anything to hurt yourself?"

Shen Xingyue rubbed in his arms, nodded, and gave a "hum".