Devil Tries To Make Amends - Chap 148
”I want to kiss…” Yunqian said louder this time, turned her head away, and said courageously, “It’s not just a light touch, it’s the kind of kiss for a long time…
” Chapter 128 Waiting for the rain every day, waiting for him to come
Ye Junli hugged the little man and sat on the delicate wooden table by the window. Before, he was worried that Yunqian would be inconvenient to move, afraid that if he couldn’t walk steadily, he would fall into trouble. Hitting the corner of the table, Ye Junli had already ordered someone to spread a thick layer of lamb’s wool on it.
Once you sit on it, you don’t have to worry about getting cold.
He looked at Yunqian carefully, his complexion had obviously improved, he was surprisingly slightly flushed, and even the eyelids on the long eyelashes were slightly pink.
A pair of big eyes, like those soaked in clear water all year round, looked at Ye Junli with a clear and hazy look, and his bright red mouth was slightly opened.
”Qianqian,” Ye Junli looked at his slightly squinted eyes, and called him softly, “I really kissed you?”
Even if Yunqian regretted it, Ye Junli couldn’t control it.
”En.” Yun Qian showed a sudden expression, and then completely closed her eyes, as if she had been looking forward to it for a long time.
…
This kiss lasted for half an hour. Every time he took a breath, Ye Junli was afraid that Yun Qian would be tired, so he would always ask him softly if he was feeling well.
But the little man always greedily approaches Ye Junli again and asks him for a kiss.
Ye Junli was amused by his rare initiative, and joked with him playfully:
”Why is Qianqian acting like a wolf all of a sudden? Huh?” Ye Junli kissed him greedily, while teasing him. Being teased by him, his mind was in a mess, and he really wanted to fall into this beautiful world forever. In the warmth of love, I have been sinking, don’t wake up again.
Yunqian was still tired in the end, her breathing became slightly short of breath, her face, neck and even the pinnae of her ears turned into a more charming pink color than before.
He plunged into Ye Junli’s broad chest, sucked his nose forcefully, his breath was unsteady and he said covetously, “Brother Junli is sweet.”
Ye Junli always smiled at him, amused by his series of actions.
Yun Qian buried Ye Junli’s neck again, kissed it, took two or three deep breaths, and said in satisfaction: “It’s still fragrant…” After a while,
he softly called out again He said: “Brother Junli…”
But this time, this sentence, carrying day and night nostalgia and endless tenderness, is the most precious treasure in his heart, and his most beloved cinnabar.
He closed his eyes as usual, like every time he fell asleep, quiet and well-behaved.
Only this time, the chest was throbbing, without any ups and downs.
But he seemed to have just fallen asleep peacefully, without any pain, and there was a faint smile hanging from the corner of his eyes.
How lucky he was to bury his head in the place where the person he couldn’t let go of was beating the most. The bloody heart of this person beat only for him.
…
Later, the people in the Temple of Killing always whispered mysteriously: “The holy king has become crazy… He always said it was raining, what is he talking about? Bright sunshine Very good!”
”I don’t know… He seems to be worried about who doesn’t have an umbrella and is always sitting at the gate waiting… You said, isn’t that person dead? The Holy King is waiting Who?”
Day after day, Ye Junli was sitting at the gate of the Killing Temple, and he said with Qingyan that Yun Qian would come back when it rained, just like that rainy night.
Sometimes Ye Junli would become very weird if he couldn’t wait. He kept walking around the Temple of Killing, going back and forth non-stop, always chanting: “It’s raining, shallow Without an umbrella, I can’t come back…Without an umbrella, I can’t come back…”
The situation was even worse when there was a thunderstorm, Ye Junli became very afraid of the thunder, and every time there was a thunderstorm, he fell in love with him. Yan said that his head hurts, his heart hurts, and his whole body hurts.
Sometimes Qingyan really can’t see his obsessive appearance, so she will persuade him aloud: “Ye Junli, if Yunqian comes back, he will go in to find you. It’s raining and windy, you come in and wait.” Let’s…”
There is no shelter outside the Temple of Killing God, only a peach tree, because in winter, the leaves on it are sparse, and it can’t block the rain at all.
Ye Junli often gets wet, but he seems to enjoy it, his eyes are always full of anticipation: “No, Qianqian will definitely want to see me the first time, he will lose his temper…”
Let He is alone, and Ye Jun is reluctant to leave, really reluctant…
Ye Junli’s life is muddled, and he often asks Qingyan: “Where is Qianqian? Have you sent the food over?” ? Is he still angry about Ranchen?”
Yunqian forgave this matter long ago, didn’t he?
Qingyan couldn’t bear to expose him, and answered him according to his words: “It’s not that you don’t know your little ancestor’s temper, how can you coax him well with just a few words, and you still have a temper and don’t eat, don’t go to If you bother him, you’ll be able to blow up your Killing Temple later!”
Qingyan choked up as she spoke, it turned out that deceiving oneself is so uncomfortable, not to mention that he is Ye Junli’s favorite person.
”Qingyan, I feel that my tongue is so bitter, my mouth is so bitter, my throat is so sore…” Ye Junli couldn’t eat anything, he felt very uncomfortable… “Okay, then we
will Don’t eat…” Qingyan couldn’t bear to hit him at such a time, so she could only follow him blindly, “Do you want to go out and relax, staying here all day is quite boring… …”
”No, what if Qianqian can’t find me when he comes back…he will be scared and cry…
Forget it, Qingyan didn’t push anymore, he was already suffering these days, Rong Ji told himself that his brother died suddenly, it seemed that he committed suicide.
Qingyan probably knew what was going on.
It was Rong Yin who hurt Yunqian. He was avenging Ranshen. To be precise, he should be avenging himself. Ranshen’s death hit him too hard, and he couldn’t bear the sudden bad news.
