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The sound of the car shocked the young woman. He was about to run, but his wrist was clenched by the man.

It's not that I can't break free, but I don't want to break free, so I twisted for a moment and finally followed the man to the bridge.

Luo Wener couldn't help smiling at the corners of her lips, and then looked at the sky...

"Why isn't tonight a full moon?"

"How about the full moon?"

"In my hometown, there is a legend... If a man and woman can walk from the bridge to the end of the bridge at the full moon, they will be together for life..."

She suddenly wanted to ask, do you and that woman have...

Of course, she will not ask. Even if she once walked across a small bridge under the full moon, now it is still separated by yin and yang. No, maybe she is wrong. Even if the woman goes, she will stay in his heart forever. Isn't this also a lifetime?

However, once there is a legend, you will always want to practice the truth or falsehood, or have hope when making this plan.

She also wanted to walk across the small bridge in the park with Ji Qingchuan. It's strange that the two have never encountered such an opportunity when they have been together for more than ten years. Is it true that there is no fate?

Then she and thousands of wings...

The only bridge is the illusion painted in the mausoleum, and she spent several full nights with him?

Is it that this separation has been doomed from the beginning?

"Clouds," Mo Xi's voice sounded low in his ear, with abnormal heat: "How about I hold your hand and walk across a small bridge when the moon is full?"

The head rests on her hair, and her voice is lower, like a dream: "On this full moon night, you wait for me by the squeousing bridge in another courtyard, see you..."

"You started talking nonsense again, me and you..."

The tight arm suddenly loosened, and even her head slipped from the top of her head...

She immediately remembered the last scene of the mortals leaving in the TV series and was shocked.

"Mo Xi, Mo Xi..."

But Qian Yumo can't wake up anyway, and it doesn't seem like a joke to see his black eyelashes lightly.

Her hands trembled to reach the end of his nose... Hot, just hot, making it hot.

Is this guy fainted by burning?

But it shouldn't be. How can a person who is usually lively and has profound internal skills...

However, his body is indeed very hot. If he continues to burn like this...

Thinking that he got this danger for himself, he couldn't help but be anxious and regretful. Regardless of Qian Yumo's advice, he opened the small window on the partition with the driver: "Lao Wu, hurry up, your master has a high fever, and has..."

Without her words, the carriage suddenly rushed forward.

Her head immediately hit the car and suddenly her mind was empty.

When he woke up, Hu Lun's continuous scolding from outside the car, and the whip was also waved loudly.

Hu Lun's anxiety suddenly gave her a sense of ominousness. Looking at Qian Yumo, she was not as nervous as before that she was worried that she would roll over, but her eyebrows were stretched and she slept peacefully.

The panic is getting worse.

She quickly closed the window, hugged Qian Yumo, and called his name repeatedly, but the man's lips were always slightly upturned, but he never opened the phoenix eyes that were specially designed to confuse girls and smiled at her.

It's not that I haven't seen anyone get sick, but I've never seen anyone with such a serious fever.

In the past two days, his face was indeed slightly pale, but he was as energetic as usual, but occasionally dizzy... Of course, she often thought that he was lying to her, because he always told him that he was just joking with her when she was desperate. Now that I think about it, it was very serious at that time, but I was afraid that she would be worried and pretend to be nothing. Now when I saw Lao Wu, I was released, so I was ill.

Mo Xi, you... bastard!

Do you want me to feel guilty when you make this happen?

She held back her tears and tried to put him in a comfortable position. However, Qian Yumo's body was extremely heavy at this moment. Her foot was injured again and she couldn't do anything at all. As a result, Qian Yumo only heard a "bump" and fell to the ground, but there was still no movement.

She hurriedly moved over to probe his breath...

is very smooth. Except for the heat, it is really like falling asleep.

Bite your lips and lie down slowly beside him.

... "Cloud, as long as I hold you, I feel much better..."

Stretch out his arms and hug him like he conveyed warmth to her.

But her body is too small to protect everything about him.

Looking at his "sleeping" side face, he remembered that last night, he still had to squeeze in a** with her on the pretext that the room was leaking, and held her in his arms on the grounds that her body was still hot and that there was only a quilt in the room or his property could not be monopolized by her.

However, in the cold of the rainy night, she did feel very warm. She knew that he was afraid of her cold and was transmitting the temperature to her with internal force.

A tear quietly slipped down the cheek...

Mo Xi, no matter what, you must not be fine...

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Old Wu unloaded her at the gate of the courtyard and drove away.

Looking at the smoky bumps of the four wheels of the carriage on the road, Luo Wener inevitably imagined Mo Xi rolling in the carriage. Normally, she would have laughed, but now...

Wanying stood beside her and looked at the carriage disappear with envy, praising Hu Lun's driving skills.

Of course, the eight flowers don't know why Luo Wener was so embarrassed when she went out and even seriously injured her feet.

They did not dare to neglect and helped her walk slowly into the courtyard, but did not forget to complain to her that the werewolf could not be approached by anyone. Although she was locked in a cage, her temper became longer and longer, and she was not familiar with it at all.

He is not polite to give him food, but if someone passes by, he will rush up, grin, and make the cage rattle.

Wanying was so angry that she first poured a rabbit with clam beans and then threw it to the werewolf to eat. As a result... Now even if she pinched her nose, no one was willing to feed him.

But it's worse.

Usually, every midnight, he pulls his neck and howls, but at most for an hour, his voice is lonely and long, which can barely make people imagine the desolation and sadness in his heart. However, since I was hungry and in good spirits, my voice lit up as soon as it was dark.

"Girl, it's dawn now, and we can finally close our eyes." Wanbing yawned.

"In fact, it's not all about werewolves. If the girl hears Wanying and him singing..." Wanjie suddenly sneered.

Among the eight flowers, Wanying is bold. Since Luo Wener left, she has taken on the heavy responsibility of feeding werewolves. But the werewolf howled at night and disturbed her sleep, and she became angry. He carried a stick to settle accounts with the werewolf and knocked the cage loudly. When the werewolf shouted, she scolded. The werewolf may feel that someone sang with him and was more interested.