"Luoxi, come back here.
Luo Xi didn't care about him.
He finally came out to breathe the air outside.
He quickly took advantage of the opportunity to walk around and ran around.
He didn't want to be tied up by this stinky man again.
He grabbed the wooden steps downstairs with his fingers and ran up quickly.
"Luoxi" the man shouted again with a dark face, but still failed to hold his woman back.
Oh shit.
Did he bring out a stupid dog?
He didn't notice it for a second and immediately ran to someone else's door after smelling the smell.
Luo Xi ran up the wooden ladder step by step, and suddenly stopped in front of the door.
It would be too rash to rush in.
Although they were acquaintances, it was someone else's home after all, so it was better to be polite.
With this thought in mind, he stretched out his hand to knock on the door.
Unexpectedly, the door was not locked, so he reached out and pushed the door open.
In the room, there are incense burners placed on the tables, floor and cabinets.
Each incense burner is burning herbs collected from the mountains and forests.
The strong smell of herbs fills every corner of the room.
And a hurried figure in the room held an old fan and burned each incense burner thoroughly.
Lying on the bed was Lin Susha, who had been sleeping.
Her body was wrapped in a huge red silk satin, and she was fumigated by the medicinal gas all over her body.
Jian Qing stood up and looked directly at Luo Xi at the door.
This glance made Luo Xi's heart feel heavy again.
This face is still Jian Qing's, he is clearly a stubble-stained old man who has gone through many years of vicissitudes of life.
All the originally clean and white clothes on his body were blackened by the smoke of the herbal medicine.
"Jian Qing" Luo Xi called out in surprise.
But seeing that Jian Qing had no intention of chatting with him, he rushed out and reached an incense burner in the corner, where he lit the extinguished fireworks again.
Luo Xi looked at Lin Susha with her eyes closed tightly, feeling inexplicably sad in her heart.
Jian Qing had always treated him very coldly before, even in front of Jing Mohao, she had always expressed no interest in her.
With her character, she must have made unremitting efforts, otherwise Jian Qing would not have been entangled with her for so long due to her indifference.
But even though she had so many relationships with Jian Qing, she only verbally swore her ownership of Jian Qing.
She had never seen her and Jian Qing appear at the same time, let alone show off their affection.
When she mentioned Jian Qing, although she was domineering, she could clearly feel her heartfelt desire and helplessness.
Because of the helplessness of never getting it but being unable to change it.
But now, Jian Qing is willing to go all the way for her and be so crazy, which she probably never expected.
It is said that only in the face of life and death can we witness the greatness of love, but why can we only learn to understand and cherish it after life and death?
A big hand was firmly grasped behind him, and an unusually gloomy handsome face pressed over him.
"Luoxi, should I tie you with an iron chain before you come out?"
"" Luo Xi didn't answer his words and turned to look inside the room, "Lin Susha hasn't woken up yet."
Jing Mohao held her hand in his and walked directly into the house.
Asking about the smell of Chinese herbal medicine in the room, he frowned slightly, waiting for Jian Qing to fan all the fires, and finally stopped.
Sitting next to Lin Susha's bed, he put his fingers on her wrist, then let go, grabbing her hand and remaining silent
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