Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Feng Jiuyi smiled and said: "I feel that you are very pleasing to the eye." The years are so quiet, the days are calm and sweet, all of which are hard to come by.

Listening to her words, Xuanyuan Moze black scorpion also appeared a smile, he put the soup in his hand on the table, reaching out and holding her hand in the hand, the fingers crossed into a buckle, the low voice with a hint of petty Affectionate from the mouth: "The days are still long, you can enjoy it slowly."

"Well, the days are still growing!" She whispered, watching him push the bowl of soup to him, and she took a sip.

"How? Will it be hot?" Xuanyuan Moze asked.

"No, just right." This is a nourishing stew. I drink a bowl every morning and night, and she has felt more fat than this one.

After the soup was finished, he handed it to the side of the piano and removed it. He saw that he took a small bag of things from his sleeve.

"What?" She looked at her head.

"Sugar lotus seeds."

Xuanyuan Moze opened the small paper bag in his hand and said: "Don't you say that you are tired of drinking soup every day? I specially bought sugar lotus seeds. After you drink a bowl of soup, you can eat one or two. ”

During the conversation, he poked a hand to her lips with a bamboo stick wrapped in a paper-clad mezzanine: "Taste."

Feng Jiu’s heart was sweet and sweet, and her face was full of smiles. When she glanced at him, he opened the mouth and ate the sugar lotus seeds. The fine sugar powder at the entrance accompanied the fragrance of the lotus seeds, sweet and delicious, which made her unable to help. It’s stunned.

"It's delicious." Seeing that he wants to close it up, she said: "You can just take it for me. I can eat it when I am free."

"Don't eat too much, usually one or two will be fine, so I will accept it!" Xuanyuan Moze said, gave her another one, this said: "Would you like to go back to sleep?"

Feng Jiu gave him a look and said with a smile: "When you drink a bowl of stew, go back to sleep? You are not afraid that I will not recognize you in the future?"

Xuanyuan Moze couldn't help but laugh: "I can recognize you when you are completely ruined. It's just fat, how can I not recognize it?"

Listening to his words, Feng Jiuwei whispered, whispered: "Yes! I can recognize you like that. I think about it, I don’t know that I have been through it for so many years. What we have encountered these years is really true. A lot."

She lowered her eyes and whispered: "Whenever I feel happy for us to be together now, I will think of the dead dust that has died, and I always feel that I owe him."

Listening to her mentioning the dust, Xuanyuan Moser flashed a flash of light, thinking of the scene at the time of the war, the name that was evoked from her mouth at the moment Naran was dying.

"We all owe him."

Xuanyuan Moze said, holding the hand of Feng Jiu, said: "But he also hopes that we are happy, I hope that you can be happy, this is his wish, now that he is gone, we should have a better life, only us Happiness, I will not disappoint all that he has given up for us."

Feng Jiu looked at him and decided to enter his black box. For a long time, he nodded. "Well, you are right, even if he is gone, but we will never forget." he."

Saying, she seems to think of something in general, said: "Yes, I have forgotten to tell you something."