C112 The 05 Was Deeply Attached to Each Other(2)

The hand of the pavilion stopped, and then reached out to the back of Ye Qingcheng's head and used force, "Wuu..." Once again kissed. Just as he replied: His lips slightly opened and his eyes focused, his breath was as light as an orchid. The lips and teeth seemed to be connected to each other in a dream, waiting for the moon to fall and the stars to turn cold.

"City-Toppling Beauty." At this moment, the two of them were lying side by side on the bed. Fu Zhizhi reached out his hand and played with Ye Qingcheng's collar, asking softly, "Have you thought about the future?"

Ye Qingcheng was still reminiscing the sweet taste in his mouth, unconsciously..." Hmm?

"I mean after the war." The general of the pavilion leaned his face on Ye Qingcheng's shoulder and said, "After the change of the dynasty, you and I have both become citizens of the Great Zheng Dynasty. I am no longer the young master of the Zhongyi House..."

"Why is the pavilion so certain that the Orthodox Academy will defeat Great Zhou and seize the world?" Ye Qingcheng's soul was pulled back: "Ting Zhi, what are you trying to say?"

Fu Ting didn't want to talk about the war between the two countries. She struggled to look up at the man's eyes: "What will happen between you and me in the future? Qingcheng, have you ever thought about it?"

"Yes." Ye Qingcheng answered honestly: "But you can rest assured. Ting Zhizhi, just relax and wait for me. Everything will be settled properly."

"Oh?" The pavilion propped himself up and looked at Ye Qingcheng very seriously: "Is this considered a promise?"

"Pavilion Head really cares about those Mountain and Sea Alliance Oath?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fu Ting's face filled with disgust. Ye Qingcheng smiled, "From Qi Mountain to Tu Mountain, although the journey has been arduous and dangerous, it still has a lot of aftertaste..."

Fu Ting returned to his bed and said, "In such an era, who wouldn't be able to survive through hardships and obstacles? Even the Emperor climbed the mountains and rivers from the capital to the Lower Realm. Ye Qingcheng, the twelve young masters, you're still saying that it's not sweet words? I see that your mouth is really good at coaxing people."

" I only coax you. " Ye Qingcheng turned around and lied opposite her: "Pavilion Head, before I, the twelve young masters, met you... Although I followed my master's instructions and listened to my father's orders, I have never coaxed anyone. " His finger pressed down on the tip of Fu Ting's small and perky nose, "It was you who made me enjoy it."

As the saying goes, It is like drinking water. Cold and warm are self-aware.

Fu Ting reached out his hand and grabbed the finger that was pressed against his nose. "I know what Qingcheng is thinking, and you know what I am thinking, but..." Fu Ting hesitated for a while before he finally mustered up his courage. "Aren't you afraid of having no children?"

"Of course, of course I'm afraid." Ye Qingcheng turned around and hugged the person who heard him and wanted to hide, "But I don't care."

"Really?" The head of the Talisman Pavilion. His eyes immediately widened: "Ye Qingcheng, you better think it through." In fact, the pavilion master wasn't sure if his illness could be cured. The reason why he brought out his son in advance was to test this man.

"Mo Fei Ting allowed me to take a concubine?" Ye Qingcheng held the pavilion in his arms: "You... What happened to my father in the future? How did my father treat my mother? Did he really think that I didn't understand?"

"It's not too late to go back on your word now." Fu Tingzhi twitched his nose and said playfully, "Once you get off the bed and leave the room, you're not allowed to change again."

Ye Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat: "Does this mean that the pavilion master has made up his mind not to marry or have concubines for the rest of his life? He will only accompany me until I grow old?"

Fu Ting shyly lowered his eyelids: "When I was young, I occasionally read an idle book and asked the newlyweds: Whether it is poverty, wealth, disease, or disaster; you are willing to stay by my side. Not leaving or not? " Slowly, he lifted his eyelids:" Qingcheng, I, Fu Ting, am willing to stay with Ye Qingcheng, be it poverty, wealth, disease or disaster. Never leave, never leave."

Ye Qingcheng felt as if his entire body was being roasted by a stove. His heart was in turmoil. Her emotions were like a wild horse that had lost its reins, running all over her body. Her heart was filled with gratitude, gratitude, and deep emotions as she searched for an exit. "Zhizhi, I, I like you, I like you so much."

"I love you, Qingcheng." Fu Ting smiled happily. In this era, no one should know how to use these three words. "Qingcheng, do you love me?"

"Love!" Ye Qingcheng suddenly realized that the burning emotion in his chest was actually called "love." Only the word 'love' could describe this love: "I love you, of course I love you."

No one knew who was the one who took the initiative, so their lips naturally stuck together. The pavilion master was tightly hugged by Ye Qingcheng, so his posture was a bit awkward and painful. However, compared to the sweetness of kissing, it was nothing. After a long time, the two separated. They looked at each other for a long time before kissing again.

And then...

"Ye Qingcheng, where are you going? "The pavilion didn't catch Ye Qingcheng who was running away, so it covered its mouth and laughed.

Ye Qingcheng quickly ran out of the door and continuously scolded himself: The pavilion was still so small, so at the very least, it had to wait until its hair was tied... He stood at the bottom of the corridor and blew a cool breeze before calming down.

" Big Brother Ye? " Fu Rong was summoned to eat dinner with the two of them. He looked at Ye Qingcheng standing at the bottom of the corridor with a red face and was puzzled, "He quarreled with Brother Ting Zhizhi?"

"No, no." Ye Qingcheng was even more embarrassed by Fu Rong's question: "I just did a set of punches... Well, is dinner ready? Why don't you go to the pavilion and ask for food?" Then, he hurriedly ran away.

" I just came... " Fu Rong looked at Ye Qingcheng, who was running away, and scratched his head in confusion. "Why is Brother Ye so strange?"