Ghost King’s Medical Consort

Mu Qianyue hugged him, frowned, raised her small face, and stared at him earnestly, "Well? How do you feel that you have become thinner?"

"Miss what you think." He chuckled lightly.

"Really?" Mu Qianyue blinked her eyes and looked very cute and lovely.

"En." He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his voice slightly hoarse.

Originally I just wanted to give a light kiss, but the ghost couldn't stop it. The faint scent lingering from the tip of his nose all bewitched him and fascinated him. So the light kiss turned into a deep kiss, and even his hands began to be dishonest, and he leaned into the skirt to feel the softness.

Mu Qianyue exclaimed, and quickly slapped his hand off, staring at him angrily, "Don't touch it."

The strange softness was fleeting, Na Lanjing slammed her mouth with regret, raised her head and smiled, "Miss, your **** seem to have grown a lot."

"That is, I'm already moving towards 36C now, do you know? I won't be allowed to call me small bean sprouts anymore!" There was a bright star-like glow in the cold phoenix eyes.

"Oh, can you give me some benefits?" Nalanjing looked at her with hot eyes, walked forward to embrace her, and forced her into the corner.

Mu Qianyue swallowed in fear, "What do you want to do?"

"Lady, it's funny what you asked, what do you think a couple would do in the room? Naturally, they should do what they should do."

"Uh...I haven't taken a bath yet..." After saying that, Mu Qianyue turned around and wanted to run, but she was pulled over by Nalanjing. She crashed into his generous and warm chest, her heart beating more and more. Soon, the jade-like face is even more red as blood.

"Lady, where did you think of going, I just want to take you to a place." Nalanjing put her arms around her waist, tearing the air with one hand, and only heard a crisp sound of'hiss', the invisible air was unexpectedly caught by him. Ripped open a black hole.

The icy wind whistling in my ears, with a breath of ancient vicissitudes, sad and desolate.

There is endless darkness in front of him, like thick ink that cannot be melted, and Mu Qianyue's heart is terrified. Is this traveling through time and space? I wonder if it can be worn to the modern age? Or wear it to another space? While she was thinking about it, she saw her eyes lit up, suddenly enlightened, and what came into her eyes was endless white...

A white piece, transparent and pure, crystal clear.

The majestic and majestic snow-capped mountains undulate continuously, like a white dragon lying on each other.

this is……

Mu Qianyue looked around in surprise, and looked up. The sky was vast, covered in silver makeup, like a fairy ribbon, gracefully rising and falling.

"This is Beichuan Mountain." Na Lanjing held her hand, and a warm current flowed from the palm of his hand into Mu Qianyue's body, instantly dispelling the cold for her.

"Beichuan Mountain seems to be thousands of miles away, right?" Mu Qianyue looked up at him in surprise, with countless little stars shining in his eyes, so tired! This ability to traverse thousands of mountains and rivers is really great! No, she wants to become stronger! In the future, she can travel anywhere, and go wherever she wants!

There is only a crescent moon above the sky, and the night is as quiet as water. The moonlight shines on the glacier, reflecting the magnificent silver and white light, and the surrounding scenery is clear and bright.

A stretch of ice steps, transparent and clean, like a bright mirror, clearly reflecting the figure, extending to the top of the snow mountain, and finally concealed in the silvery blue light.

The two climbed up the steps, perhaps because he was driving the cold for themselves, and the evening breeze blowing with the glacier atmosphere, but Mu Qianyue did not feel the cold.

Mu Qianyue raised her head and glanced at the man next to her, and she felt extremely peaceful in her heart. It seemed that because of his presence, all the worries had disappeared. She is not a nosy person, let alone a person who can interact with others at will, but when she meets him, she feels that her heart is as if she is out of control, and is always affected by his every move. With.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her frowning at herself, Na Lanjing couldn't help but stop, asking a little bit in her purple eyes.

The north wind blew by, with the fragrance of snow lotus, fresh and good smelling.

His melodious, song-like voice was extremely beautiful, overflowing from his lips, full of sultry magic, and flying in the mountains with the wind, it seemed to slap her heart bit by bit.

"It's nothing, I just sigh that fate is really a very wonderful thing." Fate is invisible and intangible, but it is really amazing that the souls of two different worlds can be bound together.

"Oh, silly Yue'er." Nalanjing laughed at the words, and her slender jade fingers gently scraped off her delicate and small Qiong nose, and the purple pupils filled with the smell of petting.

Unknowingly, the two of them had reached the top of the mountain. In front of them was a cliff of several thousand feet high, smooth and steep, and on the right was a group of icebergs.

Melting moonlight halo blurred, reflected on the vast snow-capped mountains, everything seemed harmonious and tranquil.

"Here." Na Lanjing chuckled, letting go, and walked to a clearing in front of him. With a flick of the palm of his hand, a dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand, only to see him holding the dagger carefully planing on the ice.

After a while, a hole was dug.

He put down the dagger, slender fingers like green onion picked up fragments of ice, and took out two jars of wine from inside.

Mu Qianyue blinked in surprise and squatted beside him, "When did you bury the wine here?"

"Before you said you wanted to bury two jars of wine on Beichuan, and you would dig it on your fifteenth birthday. We bury this wine together." Nalanjing raised her head, staring with a clear and serious gaze. Looking at her, she seemed to have seen the good memories through her, and the corners of her beautiful lips could not help but gently cocked.

When Mu Qianyue heard what he said, the surprise in her eyes became more intense, her smart eyes raised slightly, her eyes lightly and shallowly fell on the handsome face of the man opposite, the plain white catkins, holding up a handful of fine pieces. The icy crumbs, delicate brows tucked lightly.

"I can't remember." She is not ‘she’, how can I remember these things? I don't even remember burying wine here personally!

Is today'her' birthday?

It was the same day as his birthday, so he came to celebrate her birthday.

Suddenly there was something in her heart. Does Nalanjing like herself or "her"? If he knew that he was no longer the original "Mu Qianyue", would he still treat himself like this? The five flavors in my heart are mixed for a time, and I have turned a thousand times.

"I can't remember, just don't think about it." Na Lanjing raised her hand and rubbed her hair, with a chuckle in her voice, "No matter what kind of you, you are my lady, this is forever It will never change."

No matter what kind of you... Mu Qianyue's brows did not relax, but tightened, does he know something?