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The candle flame shook slightly.

At this moment, whether it is the room full of light and shadow, or the person bathed in the light and shadow, is slightly ripps in my heart.

"Come here quickly..."

She walked towards him as if she had been hypnotized.

In just one step, he seemed to pass through the thin veil and stand beside him.

With lowered eyes, on the candlelight rice paper, there is a chic and condensed word "incense".

"Come on, I'll teach you how to write..."

When she wakes up, she is already in his arms, and his hand is holding her hand and slowly dropping a stroke on the paper...

"Which one do you want to teach?" As soon as her ears were hot, she was about to leave.

"Don't move!"

Originally, he was only half ringing her, but at this moment, his left arm wrapped around her. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, just under the softness of her chest.

I don't know whether it was reality or hallucination. She only felt that the heat penetrated into her skin through each other's thin clothes, making her body hot.

Dizzy, he hurriedly stood firm, tried to distance himself from him, and then thought, why is it a "front line"? She should...

"Your handwriting is too bad!" The man sighed.

I still remember the "distinguishing incense" on the first day of the incense fighting conference. She was laughed at by the old Mu family because of her words. She didn't take it seriously. At this moment, she was mentioned by him again. Could it be...

"I've been looking at you..." He whispered in her ear.

But it's not like whispering. His lips were so close. Between opening and closing, he touched the hair on her ears just right, which made her brain bang, and the sinking wine suddenly surged.

The hand seemed numb, allowing him to move on the paper.

Seeing the word "rain" slowly appear on it, and she was about to make the next stroke, she suddenly became energetic and was about to throw away the pen. But his hand was clenched, which only made the continued movement stagnate.

His left hand was also tight under her chest, and his tone was light and ambiguous: "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Her head was a little dizzy and her heart beat pounding, but not because the two were too close, but because... She didn't know whether it would be "cloud" or "wen" under the word "rain"? If...

Actually, it doesn't matter to let him know his real name, but why is she so scared? My fingers trembled with fear and my fingertips were cold.

I don't know if he felt her nervousness, and he clenched her hand slightly.

His hand was slender and beautiful, which just wrapped her little hand and held it like that. And the brush stopped quietly, as if waiting for the upcoming momentum.

"Sanlang is back..." She muttered, trying to attract his attention.

"Well, I know."

He answered, and his lips were right in her ear. With every move, he brushed the fluff on her ear wheels, arousing her whole body to tremble.

Luo Wen'er tried to concentrate: "He is very good, unimaginable. Although I have lost a lot of weight and paler, I am more sensible than before..."

"Hmm."

Qian Yumo still responded, but the breath sprayed on her ear suddenly became much hotter, and her lips were closer, just on her ear beads.

There was a momentary blank in her brain. When the ink words on the paper reappeared in her sight, she heard her voice saying, "...I was still a little worried at first, but now..."

"Don't talk about him, talk about you..."

His whisper was like a dream, his breath moved between his ears and neck, and his lips rubbed like a kiss, and seemed to be looking for something.

She only felt weak, as if something was slowly being awakened by him.

"What do I have to say?"

She turned her head uncomportantly in order to avoid this contact, but the people behind her followed.

So, she tilted her head awkwardly and felt uncomfortable after a long time, but she couldn't return to her original position, otherwise she would just hit his waiting lips.

"Typ, why did you give such a large amount of money to the king to save that boy?"

The previous tone was still a little ambiguous, and then there was anger.

This guy is jealous!

She suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, but in front of his serious eyes, she had to say, "There's too much silver. If I get it, I'm afraid I'll escape the next moment..."

"Where are you going to escape?" The force on his waist suddenly tightened: "I won't let you go!"

turned around: "Do you want to be the same boy as Duan Yuzhou?"

Half resentment and half angrily eyes, he simply hugged her and held her tightly in his arms. Regardless of the ink-stained pen drawing a long grinding mark on their clothes, he only said low and stubbornly, "I won't let you go!"

My heart was infinitely soft, and I really wanted to pat his head and comfort the man who suddenly burst into childishness, but her whole body was imprisoned by him, and...

She had to sink her face and said seriously, "Although there is a lot of silver, after all, it is a fluke, and besides..."

She looked at him tightening her arm: "I think Wang Shang just doesn't want me to be embarrassed, otherwise such a large amount of money..."

Qian Yumo smiled, tilted his head, and squeezed her ears with his lips mischievously.

Luo Wen'er immediately blushed and glared at him.

He didn't mind, just rubbing her temples on his lower jaw: "What if he just doesn't want your things to fall into other people's hands?"

Luo Wener was slightly stunned: "No way?"

I bit her ear angrily.

She is also annoyed.

What's going on? First, he inexplicably fell into his arms, and then allowed him to be so presumptuous. Is it because he was drunk that he didn't even have the idea of struggling? And he happens to take advantage of people's danger?

But think about it, even if he doesn't drink, is he still less presumptuous?

However, the man behind him did not realize it at all. He only brushed his lips between her ears, and the warm breath was intermittent, as if he was carefully recognizing her taste.

"Anyway, aren't you angry that he took so much of you?"

She lowered her eyes and said, "Of course I'm heartbroken. With so much money, I can do a lot of things. However, I really can't have a huge wealth at once, nowhere to hide, nowhere to put, in case..."

"I have a silver house..."

"You still say it!"

At the beginning, she saved money with her forefoot, and he bought the silver house with her back foot and swallowed the first bucket of gold she dug.

Qian Yumo smiled, and the ups and downs of her chest shook her vest, which made her heart fluctuate slightly. Some of anger once dispersed like this.

"After all, it's uneasy. Everyone knows that I have such a large amount of money. What should I do if I think about it? With the mountains of gold and silver, there is no peace. Even if I hide in Tibet, I will still be scared and will live a short life. Isn't it worth the loss? Moreover, the key is that I do not win, or this is not a victory at all..."