Chapter 062 Farce

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Gimeng looked at the star tower opposite with a handsome face, but the drizzle in his room gradually recovered. As soon as she woke up and opened her eyes, she saw the ghost dream in the room.

Suddenly saw the ghost dream, her illness seemed to be cured all of a sudden. She jumped down and suddenly came behind the ghost dream and stretched out her hand to pinch the ghost dream's neck.

Before the ghost dream could react, his neck was strangled fiercely. Suddenly, he couldn't get up, and his face turned red, "Sil... drizzle girl..."

"You are a big bad guy! How dare you bully my young lady, and you still look at my young lady's body! You don't want to die! I'm going to kill you!!!"

The drizzle scolded more and more vigorously, and the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger.

He is also helpless!

If he doesn't save the lady, she will die. It's not that he can't break away from the drizzle, but the drizzle is just a girl who doesn't know martial arts. If he shakes her away by force, she will definitely fall to the ground. At that time, one of them will be accidentally injured, and the little girl will suffer from the drizzle, so two people will fight.

He struggled, but the drizzle chased after him, and his hands were not strong. He was still the kind of girl who became more and more excited in the Vietnam War.

Qin Fei, no, now she has decided to call her Nangong Bingyu. Anyway, her name is just a code name. Whether she changes her surname or name, she is still her after all. No matter how much she wants to return her modern name, it seems that it will not work from now on. Who let the name "Nanggong Bingyu" be her father's only memory? As a child, she can't change her name so unfilially. What's more, before her father ascended to heaven, she changed her surname so rebelliously.

When she walked back to her residence, as soon as she opened the door, she saw that Guimeng was bullied by the drizzle and didn't even dare to fight back.

I quickly came to them and pulled away the drizzle. "Drizzle, what's wrong with you?"

"He is a big bad guy!! How can he ruin the young lady's innocence!"

The drizzle shouted angrily, saying that he wanted to rush up and beat the ghost dream hard. If it weren't for him, Miss wouldn't have married! Miss likes freedom the most. It's all this big bad guy that makes the young lady care about her. She has no choice but to marry this bastard!

Nang Gong Bingyu quickly hugged the impulsive girl drizzle and comforted her in a soft voice: "Drizzle! Don't be angry, okay? Ghost dream is also to save me, so it has to be like this. Don't blame him. It's not his fault.

The drizzle stood still, allowing the young lady to hold her tightly, and her little body trembled slightly, "Isn't it his fault?! If it hadn't been for his departure, how could the young lady be poisoned and Sister Qingfeng would have died? No! He is a ghost doctor. There is no one he can't cure, only those he doesn't want to save!"

After saying that, crystal clear tears slipped down the delicate face of the drizzle. Before long, she finally couldn't help holding the young lady and crying.

Nangong Bingyu sighed, reached out and gently patted the back of the drizzle, looked directly at the ghost dream, and then looked out of the door, signaling him to go out first.

Ghost Meng walked out silently and left quietly.

She was tired of waiting for the drizzle to cry. Then she came out of the room and looked up at the cold moonlight in the sky. Gently closed the door, turned around, and saw a white figure in the distance. Nangong Bingyu's original excellent facial features couldn't help smiling and walked towards him.

"Have you been waiting for me here?"

The warm voice shocked the ghost dream in this quiet night. Looking back, she looked at him with a shallow smile on her face and said, "I'm sorry, the drizzle is too excited. Are you all right?"

Gemon smiled and said, "It's okay."

With the bright moonlight, she looked carefully at his neck and found that there were still small blood stains. She couldn't help reaching out to touch it. It was coagulated blood. "How can there be a wound?"

"The drizzle's nails are a little long. Just now, when I was struggling, she persistently chased my neck and pinched..." Gui Meng thought of what had just happened, and also felt very awkward. He suddenly restrained the smile on his face and said sadly, "Actually, what the drizzle said is not been wrong. If I hadn't left, you wouldn't have come out. The matter. If I were here, at least I could keep you..."

"Dream, stop talking about the past. It's over, it's over. There is no if in this world, and the word if will not exist. Once life disappears, it will never come back. She looked at his face sincerely and comforted him gently.

Gui Meng looked at her in front of her and whispered, "However, I will still feel guilty about the death of Qingfeng."

"Once a person is born, there will be life and death. The world is very big. Some people will die every day, and children will fall to the ground. How many dying people can you save?

"I..."

When Gui Meng wanted to say something else, she waved her hand to interrupt him, "Don't think so much. In a few days, we will get married. Before that, I just told my father that he would not let me change my name. Do you mind?

Gemon shook his head and hugged her with a smile, "No matter what your name is, as long as the person I marry is you, that's fine."

Let the ghost dream hold her, and Nangong Bingyu stayed in his arms gently. The two snuggled together and looked at the distant moonlight together.

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I don't know how long he slept drowsily. Guan Junjie gradually regained consciousness, and the strong aroma stimulated his keen sense of smell with his breath. Is this... the taste of chicken porridge?

Slowly opened my eyes, and the feeling of weakness did not completely disappear because of sleep.

When he fixed his eyes, Guan Junjie found himself lying in a strange place.

The window is bright and clean, and very neat. The room is not very large, about 20 square meters to the right and right, which is not luxurious. There is only simple decoration, and there is a picture of green bamboo hanging on the side wall that attracts his attention.

It is a bamboo forest, lifelike green bamboo, full of vitality.

It can be seen that the person who painted this bamboo is very peaceful in a state of mind, so that he can draw the bamboo at will.

"Are you awake?"

The gentle voice of Nangong Bingyu sounded.

Guan Junjie supported his body and sat up. He saw Nangong Bingyu sitting on the other side of the bed, with a casserole on the table, a plate of diced meat and a plate of vegetables.

He looked down at himself. The dirt on his body had been washed and changed into clean clothes. The long-lost refreshing feeling could not help but cheer Guan Junjie up.

Looking at the food on the table, Guan Junjie said, "Are these for me?"

Nangong Bingyu smiled and said, "Let's eat something first. Your body is very weak."

Guan Junjie didn't care. He picked up the empty bowl on the table and opened the casserole with fresh chicken porridge in it. His nose had already told him the answer.

Nangong Bingyu looked at his movements. He was very hungry, but he was not in a hurry at all when eating. He ate little by little and chewed slowly. Even the vegetables were sandwiched one by one. That elegant behavior was indeed the action of the upper young master of this era.