Joe had no doubt that ti had been decided.
She nodded in a light voice: "yes, is it in my house?"
"Well, they said it when they ca back."
Now Song Yanqing is in contact with Qiao Jin, and song Su ets with Mu Qizhi. It is not surprising to spend the new year together this year.
"Good."
Of course, she had no opinion, nor did she have any particular views on this traditional festival.
With her eyes half closed, her delicate and beautiful face fell into a deep sleep. Song Yanqing looked at her, and her voice dropped a little: "are you going to sleep?"
"I want to sleep."
Two people together do not have to do other things, Qiao is simply want to sleep with song Yanqing.
She was obedient to her own heart, even though she didn't quite understand so things.
Looking at her quiet face, song Yanqing's throat moved, but he was not willing to do anything to her. She bowed his head and kissed Qiao Jin, holding her together and falling into a dream.
Both of them were fast asleep, but they didn't fall into a deep sleep. Even the slightest movent would wake them up.
Joe had been asleep, but in the middle of the night, sothing was wrong.
She opened her eyes, and song Yanqing's bedroom was close to the bedside. The moonlight was shining in. She could clearly see the sweat on Song Yanqing's forehead.
He seed to have dreamt of sothing extrely painful, perhaps in pain, frowning and pale.
This kind of pain did not wake him up, but subconsciously tightened his body, so that Joe today felt that kind of imprisonnt.
She felt sothing was wrong.
He reached out and touched song Yanqing's forehead, but he still didn't wake up.
His body even faintly trembled, as if experiencing great pain.
As a result, the throat is sending out Si Si Si, it is like biting the teeth in general pain -
"Song Yanqing."
Qiao imdiately called out and held song Yanqing's wrist.
With this cry, he suddenly opened his eyes.
For a mont, he closed his lips, and his eyes turned. The eyes were covered with red blood, as if he had experienced sothing terrible.
Just for a mont, he blinked again, the red blood faded, but his eyes seed to be a little red.
Qiao looked at it and felt sothing was wrong. Song Yanqing suddenly hugged Qiao Jin, buried her head in her neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm ok."
How could Joe believe it today.
It's obviously not the first ti he's in this state.
He's in luochajie.
His soul is now connected to the other side, which makes him look so miserable. He is still suffering.
Now Joe reached out and used the array. For a mont, it was like coming to another world.
She saw the ferocious faces of the demons, but they had more proud expressions than before.
And in an instant, Qiao saw song Yanqing who was in luochajie.
It's just a fuzzy shadow, like a flash back of a piece.
He turned his head, half of his face was pain, half of it was calm.
It's like angels and demons.
The contradiction is at its extre.
It's just a fragnt. Joe's eyes are slightly frozen for a mont.
He has been in luochajie for such a long ti. In such a place, it is not only a painful problem, but also an erosion.
Luochajie can demonize the spirit of the teacher, how can not try to demonize song Yanqing.
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