Chu Yang didn't answer Sword Spirit's words at all.
Because, there is a huge surprise waiting for him, and everything else, it doesn't matter Wu Qianqian, who was in her arms, finally opened her eyes, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she met Chu Yang's eyes full of anxious waiting.
It was a pair of eyes that looked like new life.
Chu Yang was instantly immersed in these eyes in surprise.
Wu Qianqian's eyes widened, as if she was in a dream, looking at Chu Yang in disbelief, looking at it stupidly, full of affection and disbelief.
The long eyelashes trembled wildly.
"I, I'm not dreaming," Wu Qianqian said in a deep voice.
Chu Yang finally put his mind at ease, Wu Qianqian's speech was full of energy, not weaker than ordinary people, obviously, even if she had not fully recovered, she had already improved much.
"Of course, how could this be a dream."
Chu Yang stared at her, their eyes almost together, and each of them clearly felt the hot breath that the other party spit out when he spoke.
Wu Qianqian looked at Chu Yang in a daze, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curved, as if she wanted to laugh, but she didn't succeed after all, but she opened her small mouth when she wanted to cry, and then, tears silently filled her eyes, and the beads of broken threads fell like beads.
Immediately, a silent whimper began.
Although she was crying, she was still reluctant to close her eyes, her eyes were still so stubborn, staring at Chu Yang deadly.
I am afraid that as soon as I close my eyes and open them again, the face I love in front of me will be gone Chu Yang, who knew Yiren's intentions at the moment, hugged her tightly and refused to let go.
He was so touched that his heart was filled with warmth and gratitude.
At this moment, not only did Wu Qianqian, who had just woken up, not notice that she was not wearing clothes, but she knew that even Chu Yang had completely ignored it, the two of them were so frank with each other, hugging each other in the most private way.
Also, Chu Yang kept in mind the instructions of the sword spirit before, Wu Qianqian's whole body was suspended in the air, her feet were off the ground, and the weight of her entire body was hanging on Chu Yang's body.
If the two of them look at each other, they are overjoyed.
After a long time, Wu Qianqian's emotions calmed down slightly, looked at Chu Yang affectionately, and asked, "Is this really true?"
There was still a thick uncertainty in her voice.
In the eternal sleep of the Yiren, being with her sweetheart is already the greatest comfort, but there are too many losses, so that Wu Qianqian really can't believe that everything in front of her is real "It's really true" Chu Yang looked at her and nodded with great affirmation.
Wu Qianqian covered her mouth with her hand violently and cried suppressedly.
Those beautiful eyes were finally willing to close, but because of the bitterness of surprise, and the sour eyes caused by not daring to close their eyes for too long, tears were pouring more and more, and for a while, tears were like springs.
"Thank you to the heavens and the earth" Wu Qianqian muttered, hugged Chu Yang tightly, leaned her head on Chu Yang's chest with satisfaction, and said softly: "Chu Yang, I once made up my mind. ” "What determination" "When I was unconscious, I used to think that if one day I could wake up again, I would say something to you, something I wanted to say to you for a long time, but never had the courage to say it."
Wu Qianqian raised her head, looked at Chu Yang fixedly, without blinking, and said seriously and word by word: "Chu Yang, Qianqian likes you" Chu Yang closed his eyes suddenly, only to feel that the softest place in his heart had been hit hard It's all sour tenderness Scenes from the past flew through my mind and were close at hand.
It turned out that Yiren had long left indelible traces on his heart, but he had completely ignored it before Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, the black robe, the hideous mask, and the green silk behind the mask, the unparalleled beauty Before leaving, the big package that was sent over was full of black robes sewn by Wu Qianqian with stitches and threads.
I don't know how many pieces The hem of each black robe, the slight and unobtrusive protrusion, that is a girl's heart.
There, every black robe was embroidered with a few words in her hair: Chu Yang, Qianqian likes you The forbearance religion overwhelmed the country and the city, turning into black clothes and black robes; A piece of ice heart with jade bones, making a mask man for Jun Chang.
The long flowing hair behind the golden iron mask, and the eyes full of tenderness.
Chu Yang seemed to see that day again: he slapped the hem of the black robe with one palm, and there, the words made of hair appeared quietly on the stone slab.
Chu Yang, Qianqian likes you.
Scenes of the past pass by in front of me.
In an instant, Chu Yang really seemed to have passed through three lives and three lives.
Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and directly in front of him was Wu Qianqian's eager, with some uneasiness, fear, shyness, and a trace of gloom in the depths of her eyes As if she had foreseen Chu Yang's refusal, Wu Qianqian's eager eyes slowly dimmed, and the divine light in her eyes slowly retracted, such inferiority and self-pity "Senior Sister Wu, I like you too" Chu Yang couldn't help but hug her tightly: "I like you too, Senior Sister Wu, Qianqian." ” Wu Qianqian's eyes widened in surprise, and the gloom in the depths of her eyes suddenly turned into a surprise that she was completely overwhelmed.
She didn't have hope, but the joy and sorrow after life and death made her mentality a little unbalanced, and as soon as the words came out, she regretted it a little.
Fear that you will lose it forever.
But hearing Chu Yang's response, it was as if her sky full of clouds suddenly lit up, and one lightning after another completely illuminated her gloomy sky It turns out that it's not that I don't want it, and it's not that I don't care She looked at Chu Yang tremblingly, suddenly burst into tears, cried with joy, and hugged him tightly: "Chu Yang, thank you, thank you for liking me, thank you, thank you for liking me, me, I am so happy and want to cry" Chu Yang's heart was sour, and he was agitated.
This poor girl, her life's desire, is so humble; Her love is so true, so pure, so deep, but still so apprehensive.
All her love has been fully gived, and she has never regretted it.
A lover's like, she actually wants to thank her wholeheartedly, how bitter is this and how affectionate How can I Chuyang be able to get such a heartfelt promise from the Yiren, I Immediately, I was overjoyed: Yiren hugged herself just now, and her strength was amazing, could it be that her body had completely recovered, and even her cultivation had recovered In fact, Chu Yang also ignored a very important point, when Wu Qianqian was in a dead end, her cultivation was not too much in terms of the level of the Nine Heavens, not to mention the current Chu Yang, even if Chu Yang had not ascended to the sky, the difference between the two was extremely large, and Chu Yang's current cultivation was actually shocked by Wu Qianqian's strength, it is conceivable how great Wu Qianqian's current strength is Gently patting Wu Qianqian's smooth and tender back, Chu Yang comforted softly: "Okay, everything is over, we are all fine now" "Mmmm" Wu Qianqian hid her pretty face in his arms and nodded vigorously.
Suddenly, I exclaimed in surprise: "Why am I like this?"
Then there was another exclamation: "Why am I not wearing clothes?"
Suddenly embarrassed: "Why don't you have this you and me" Chu Yang also woke up at this time, a little embarrassed, and even some strange feelings suddenly rose from his heart, and in an instant, he really reacted, and there was a tension somewhere, and he resisted Wu Qianqian's flat lower abdomen, as if he was going to conquer the city and fight bravely "This and that is actually what is going on," Chu Yang explained the whole process with a dry mouth.
"You'd better let me down first, what does this look like" Wu Qianqian was so ashamed that her whole body was hot.
It turned out that someone was still hugging someone, and the two bodies that were frankly facing each other were still as tightly as before "It's okay, well, you've just finished healing your injuries, and you have the strength to walk, by the way, you haven't taken a shower yet."
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Chu Yang said shamelessly: "Let's go, I'll take you to take a bath." ” "Don't I can walk on my own, really, I can wash it myself, I have the strength."
Wu Qianqian shyly struggled vigorously, the fault was not Chu Yang now, if she was a different person, she would definitely be freed, how could it be like she had no strength to walk.
"Don't move, I'll tell you, you can't have the strength, you just can't move now, I'll have the final say on what to do if the injury repeats" Chu Yang had a straight face, righteous and strict, and said very domineeringly: "Don't move, I'll wash it for you, I've washed it eight hundred times before, what's there." ” Justice didn't take a moment, and the filthy and obscene words in my heart were casually spoken Wu Qianqian struggled all the time, and somehow, her whole body was burning, feeling the sturdy body of the man in front of her tightly clinging to her, and her muscles were rhythmically moving, and she couldn't help but feel soft Chu Yang hugged Wu Qianqian, and walked in three steps and two steps to the big jade jar that had been prepared a long time ago, and inside, the warm spring water had already been prepared.
"You, you, you still put me down, I'll wash it myself" Wu Qianqian's voice was like a gnat.
I was so ashamed that I closed my eyes and never looked again.
"It's okay, I'm used to it, you really washed you almost eight hundred times when I was just joking."
Chu Yang smiled.
"I'm used to it eight hundred times" Wu Qianqian was puzzled.
"Well, during this time, you can't move, I will come to bathe you every two days, and then help you massage, and then change your clothes" Chu Yang said softly: "Your body, I have really washed you many times, even if there are not eight hundred times, there are always one hundred and eight times."
"I've washed it many times, eight hundred times and one hundred and eight times" Wu Qianqian was so ashamed that she almost fainted: according to him, didn't he see everything, and even touched it "Now that you're awake, I'll wash you again, so that you can feel if my technique is good."
Chu Yang had a lustful smile on his face, hugged the shy and infinitely shy Wu Qianqian, raised his feet, and the two of them entered the bathtub together.
To be continued
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