Last night, she thought of Fengling's stiff arm, which she could not resist.

He should give her more time.

Feng Ling ran did not speak, took back the hand, saw her quickly away from himself, just like the bird out of the cage, Fengling ran silently pinched her fingers.

He opened the quilt and got out of bed first. He had a long body and was wearing a white long lining. His thick ink hair was gently inclined on his back, like a beautiful ink painting on rice paper.

Cloud son shrinks in the bed, the back is close to the wall, small hand pulls quilt, tightly covers oneself, she is waiting for Feng Ling ran to go first, she will get up.

By chance, cloud'er was stunned.

Another picture appeared in her mind. The man in the painting is as white as fenglingran, with black hair hanging down. He is not as terrible as fenglingran. He is gentle and moist all over his body, just like the warm wind in spring, which can warm the ice water left by cold days.

Brother, where are you? Why don't you come to Yuner?

Cloud son eyes some moist, she does not want to stay with this man for a moment.

When Feng Ling ran turned around, she caught the sadness in Xiao Xi's eyes. He frowned and her black eyes turned cold. Did she fall in love with Nanhua Jun?

Yun'er felt the cold and cold sight, just like a sharp ice blade. She shook her whole body, lifted the back of her hand and wiped away the tears that were about to fall. Her eyes were slightly red and said to Feng Ling, "I didn't sleep well last night. My eyes hurt. Do you have any medicine?"

Finish saying, she seems to think of something, put soft voice, voice a little stiff called: "Ling, ran."

Feng Ling was stunned, saw her some uneasy and shy expression, his heart inexplicably happy, did not care about her lying tricks.

"What do you call me?" He asked.

"Ling, Ling Ling." Yun'er didn't dare to look into his eyes directly. Even at the moment, his eyes had become soft, but she still didn't dare to look directly at him. She obeyed his will and called again. Her delicate face turned red. She never called any man like this, even nanhuajun, but also called brother.

"I didn't hear you." Feng Ling ran looked at her red face, dark eyes heavy, voice hoarse.

Yun'er bit her lip, and she didn't like to call him "Ling ran". This is Xiao Xi's love name for him. After she woke up today, she came across yun'er's mind. She also knew clearly that fenglingran liked to call him "Ling ran".

Cloud son wants to leave here, thoroughly get rid of Feng Ling ran, must first relax his vigilance.

Cloud son in the heart beat small 99, Wei Qu Baba's again called: "Ling ran."

Feng Ling ran smile, beautiful face, like instant warming of the cold river snow, cloud son looked, are some crazy.

Feng Ling ran came to her, scared cloud son and white face, shaking body, can not stop back, back against the wall, she has no place to shrink, such behavior, but almost angered Feng Ling ran.

Feng Ling Ran's warm face gradually disappeared, pursed thin lips: "I'll let the servants prepare some food."

Finish saying, Feng Ling ran strides out.

She remembers him. He shouldn't have pushed her too hard.

Fengling believed Feng Shaotang's words, not only because the body in the room was Xiao Xi, but he felt the spirit of Xiao Xi's soul and the life of tanlinghua last night.

He will find out what happened to Xiao Xi? What happened between her and Nan Hua Jun?

But he would never allow her to leave him again.

Cloud son wait for Feng Ling ran to leave, delicate body, just stop shaking, knead the red eyes, shake the head, some painful said.

"Xiao Xi, don't give me your memory. I don't want it at all."

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