Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 405 I Can't Go Back (1) Ten Thousand Updates [-]
Qin Tinghan was dressed in white clothes and was getting closer and closer. Standing beside the bed, Zhuo was staring at Dongtangyan. The ambergris on her body was accompanied by a little wine fragrance. The atmosphere in the room was very strange and charming.

Two big men, one standing and the other lying down, you look at me, and I look at you without fear.

Dong Tangyan was in a stalemate with him like this, the touching emotion in his eyes gradually faded away, and then a layer of indifference was cast on him: "The prince has something to say quickly." He urged, the arms on which his head was resting were a little sore.

He indifferently withdrew his gaze, raised his head and folded his arms, and changed his posture, but this most natural movement dispelled all the doubts and worries in Qin Tinghan's heart. He overturned his body and moved forward, with strong arms He scooped up the Dongtang smoke on the bed, and pressed it tightly against himself.

"Yue'er..." he murmured, his voice was very long, and the voice seemed to be mourning isolated from the world, he tightly circled him, and made more and more force, as if he wanted to exhaust the strength of his life, he pressed tightly Embracing him tightly, the sadness of losing her rose in my heart, lingering endlessly.

Dongtang Yan condensed his eyebrows and closed his eyes, his slightly trembling eyelashes covered the hollowness of his black eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were quiet and clear. He raised his head slightly, looked up at Qin Tinghan, looked at him The perfect chin was close to his forehead, and the thin lips were slightly parted: "My lord, you are drunk." He pressed hard against his chest, but he couldn't push him away.

He gave up because he couldn't beat him with his strength.

Qin Tinghan didn't relax for a moment, and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist from top to bottom, lowered his head and stared at him deeply, his eyes were burning with deep affection that burned everything: "I'm dreaming Is it? You are Yue'er, right?" He seemed to be asking others, but also himself.

With both arms rising slowly, he slowly picked up Dong Tangyan's nearly flawless handsome face, and slowly poked it behind his ears, his cheeks were close, and Qin Tinghan kissed him impatiently. , It seemed to be verifying whether the person in front of him was that Nanmen Yue. He asked fervently, as if plundering, and there was no room for him to resist.

Dong Tangyan's resistance went from strong to unmoved at the end, and it continued until Qin Tinghan stopped moving.

After groping behind Dongtang Yan's ear to no avail, Qin Tinghan's cold thin lips froze at the tip of Dongtang Yan's pretty straight nose, his breathing was very light, close at hand.

"It turns out that the prince has not married so far because of the goodness of Long Yang!" His tone was soft, but wrapped in thick sarcasm.

Dongtangyan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing into Qin Tinghan's heart suddenly, he was almost suffocated by the pain, his handsome face was almost pale, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and pushed Dongtangyan away: "Get out of here !"

Qin Tinghan's cold eyes rolled with trembling anger, it turned out that he was wrong about all this.

He thought that Dongtangyan in front of him was the dead Nanmenyue. After all, with King Nanluo's superb disguise technique, it was a breeze to transform Nanmenyue into the real Dongtangyan. Tang Yan's little behavior that was exactly the same as Nanmenyue made him confirm that Dongtangyan was Nanmenyue.

But this was not the case, he couldn't find fake skin on Dong Tangyan's cheek, it was a genuine face with warmth.

Dong Tangyan raised his eyes, staring at Qin Tinghan's clear and deep eyes, suddenly felt a burst of sadness.

"My lord, you don't have to be so angry. My lord will never refuse good-looking people, regardless of gender." He responded with a smile, and his white fingertips gathered the skirt that was opened when he was struggling just now, covering his flat chest.

Obviously, he's a man!
Qin Tinghan was so furious that he waved his palms and destroyed the round table behind him. No one understood his pain from hope to despair, the grief that he thought he lost and found but found nothing.

"This king doesn't want to see you again!" His clear voice was very heartless.

Dong Tangyan got up, tidied up the messy skirts, and walked out of the room without looking at Qin Tinghan again.

The night wind outside the private room was very strong, blowing his white fox fur to be entangled, just like Dong Tangyan's mood at the moment.

He lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes, watched the snowflakes falling into the corridor, and walked away slowly.

Lang Xinyi's skin of pretending to be real is really effective, even the always wise Qin Tinghan can be fooled.

Dong Tangyan smiled triumphantly, curling the corners of his lips, smiling, but his eyes were red.

Finally, the distance between him and her was too far, too far, and I was afraid that he would never be able to go back. In the future, he would be Dongtangyan, and it was impossible to be Nanmenyue again.

Facing the gusts of cold wind blowing towards her face, Dong Tangyan couldn't help but think again of what she had witnessed when she woke up.

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People all over the world thought that Nanmenyue woke up groggy on the fifth day after her death. At that time, she was lying in a cold cellar. Even in the scorching June, she felt cold. , Clutching his weak body and slowly descending to the ground, he saw Huo Tianxing sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cellar.

"You're finally awake. I'll take you to see the person you've always wanted to see." Although Huo Tianxing closed his eyes and rested his mind, he still noticed Nanmenyue's approach.

"Where is this? You saved me?" Nanmenyue asked eagerly. The only thing she could remember was that Qin Tinghan carried her to a bamboo house, and she died. Why did she suddenly come back to life? .

Huo Tianxing got up, glanced at her indifferently, and walked towards the cellar without making a sound, completely ignoring Nanmenyue's question.

Full of doubts, Nanmenyue followed Huo Tianxing, watched him stop in front of a stone gate, fumbled for the switch, the stone gate opened, and a rotten smell came along with the cold wind.

She covered her nose and mouth, suppressed the churning from her stomach, and followed Huo Tianxing into the inside, but she saw such an astonishing scene inside.

On the slightly damp stone surface, there were six corpses covered with white cloths. Among them, the one lying in the middle was the smallest, and the length of the corpse was about the height of Qi Yinger.

The number of matches inevitably made Nanmen Yue think about the bad, but she still shook her head in denial, turned to look at Huo Tianxing, but he bent down and lifted the white cloth of the corpse on the far side.

Huo Tianxing's withered hands squeezed the damp white cloth, which was strange and inexplicable.

The white cloth was slowly pulled up, and the neatly combed silver hair appeared first, which was the corpse of an old man.When the white cloth was lifted down again, the facial features of the corpse were fully exposed.

That was Mr. Qi, even though his facial features were sunken and his whole body was skinny, Nanmenyue still recognized him.

"You killed them!" She looked at Huo Tianxing, her anger covering her grief: "You killed them, right!" Her weak body rushed towards Huo Tianxing, but was pushed away by Huo Tianxing's arms.

　The ten thousand updates to give back to my mother in the palace [Calmness and Coolness] have been handed over, thank you again dear, for the rewards in the past few days, ok.

　　
　
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