Chapter 219 Don’t Talk ……

Chapter 219 – Don’t Speak.
Looking at his second brother’s red face, responding to the inquiries of his old man and his second mother, Qin Feng was very satisfied, and then quietly groped his way out.

“Second brother, your sacrifice today, big brother keeps it all in his heart.” Qin Feng thought this, but it was hard to hide the smile on his face.

Raising his head to look at the night sky, just like the scenery in the Sea of Gods, there was also a curved moon like a hook, only that the surrounding stars, glittering and incomparably bright.

“There’s not much pollution in ancient times, and the lights at night aren’t that bright, this starry sky really looks like a painting, eh?”

Just as Qin Feng was enjoying the view of the starry sky, he suddenly had an illusion.

The starry sky that seemed to be out of reach, the stars that should be light years away, seemed to be drawn very close to him all of a sudden.

He could even see the pits on the surface of that star, and an indescribable feeling erupted in his heart.

However, when he came back to his senses and looked more closely, the starry sky returned to its original appearance, and the strange changes just now seemed to be just a dream.

“Is it because I’m too tired . Or is it because I stepped into the Seventh Grade Zheng Qi Realm?” Qin Feng pinched his brow, puzzled.

“That’s just it, I don’t have to suffer tomorrow, I can leave early in the morning and ask that cheap master.

Tonight, rest early.”

With this in mind, Qin Feng walked towards the house.

As he was on his way, he saw the snowman standing in the corner of the lawn again.

Since a few days had passed, the details around the snowman’s body slowly faded away, but it was still faintly visible, the silhouette of that beauty.

Qin Feng sighed, he was clear that the snowman would eventually melt.

Pushing open the house, Qing’er had already lit the fire candles for him, the house was very bright.

After washing up, he slowly removes his outer clothes and prepares to blow out the lamp and go to bed to rest.

But at this time, with a creak, a white-clothed silhouette stepped into the house.

Qin Feng looks over and is somewhat surprised, “You, why are you here?”

Liu Jianli didn’t reply, her eyes were a bit evasive and her two jade hands were clenched tightly, showing the urgency and shyness within her at the moment.

Qin Feng didn’t know if it was because of the fire candle, the other party’s white and absolutely beautiful face was flushed with redness, and even the tips of her ears, which were like sheep’s fat agate jade, were also pink and heartwarming.

Just when he intends to continue to open his mouth to inquire, he sees Liu Jianli wave his right hand, and the room’s window and wooden door slams shut with a bang.

Qin Feng is startled.

Then another qi rolled through the fire and candles in the room like a sudden wind, and the originally bright room was instantly darkened.

Qin Feng froze, he vaguely guessed something but felt that that idea was too nonsensical and even a bit absurd.

The house was too dim and the windows were tightly shut.

Through the little fuzzy light through the gauze window, one could only vaguely see the white shadow in the middle of the house.

There was a light rustling sound.

The white shadow suddenly got a little brighter.

Qin Feng stared wide-eyed, only to feel his mouth drying up and his heart beating faster.

The speculation in his heart is getting firmer, no, that’s no longer a speculation, but an impending fact – Mother, she, is going to sleep with me?
That white shadow was but a trance, it swept in front of him and pressed him onto the bed.

The green silk was hanging down, and the woman’s fragrance was intoxicating to the nose.

“You,” Qin Feng wanted to say something.

“Don’t don’t talk.”

Then, delicate soft lips printed up.

For a moment, Qin Feng only felt the sky spinning.

After a few more moments of effort, he was completely immersed in the gentle fragrance.

Not knowing anything anymore.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when the window of the house was pushed open again, Liu Jianli had already put on her clothes, her face flushed red, and the tenderness in her eyes was like silk. She slowly turned around and came to the edge of the bed, using the night light from the translucent window to scrutinize the sleeping man.

The sleeping face was peaceful, and his breathing was even.

He seemed to be in some kind of beautiful dream, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Jianli looked at him and became infatuated.

She stretched out her delicate jade hand, gently caressing Qin Feng’s cheeks, there is both fondness and reluctance in her eyes.

Her past life was like a dream, flashing rapidly in her mind.

Those days and nights of cultivation, those springs, summers, autumns and winters of sword practice.

That was the life that should have belonged to her, but at this moment, it was just a flash in her mind.

Until the memory returned to the day of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, until the day she came to Jinyang City in despair.

Only then did this memory suddenly slow down, and that was the time that was the most different and the time that she wanted to keep the most.

Vermilion lips lightly opened–

“Mother is right, a woman who meets someone she likes and that person likes her is the happiest thing.”

“Husband, I am now, very happy.”

The light words echoed in the darkened house.

In the blink of an eye, the white-clothed silhouette had disappeared from the bedside.

Outside the Qin Mansion, Bai Qiu was sleepy-eyed and asked with a beeped mouth, “Sister Ningshuang, why do we have to leave in the middle of the night?”

Blue Ningshuang looked at the lonesome figure not far away and sighed, “Because, if we wait for the aunt to wake up, Miss, will not be able to leave.”

However, Liu Jianli had to go.

If she wanted long-lasting companionship, she had to go further.

She would have to become, throughout the ages of Da Qian, the youngest Sword God!
The next day, the sun shines brightly, Qin Feng leisurely opens his eyes, and then violently gets up.

Beside her, the window was empty, the window was opened a crack, and the winter’s unique fresh air poured into the house.

A sniff of the tip of the nose, which was also mixed with a faint woman’s aroma.

He rubbed his head, his consciousness was still a little fuzzy, last night’s everything to him, as if it was just a dream.

However, looking down to one side, the clothes on his body had long been removed.

Qin Feng saw it, a silly smile, but after the smile, he was chagrined and pounded the bed.

“I’m sorry, I’ve disgraced the travelers.”

If life could give him another chance to choose, he would say anything to cultivate the Divine Martial Dao!
For no other reason than to fight for that breath!

“But where is she, Mother? Could it be because she was embarrassed, so she sneaked away first while I was asleep?” Qin Feng hemmed and hawed.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up and dressed, then pushed the door and left, intending to seek the other party.

Once again, he passed by the lawn where the snowman was.

After another night, the silhouette of the beauty, under the cold wind, faded away.

Two ice crystals hung down from beside the snowman’s cheeks, as if they were tear tracks.

For some reason, when Qin Feng saw this scene, he always felt that his heart did not feel good.

PS: This book does not knife, parting are to pave the way!
Half an hour is an hour!
About time, I think hard, toss and turn, can not sleep at night for a night.

In order to make you LSPs more immersive, I added some fairy colors to the basis of your time.

Multiplied by four to five times, nothing else, just to take care of your self-esteem, laugh ing.

(End of chapter)