Nangong Qingyu was in a coma for three days and three nights. During this period, her injuries were mostly healed. The first person Nangong Qingyu saw when she woke up was Xiao Jifan.

She immediately hugged him with both hands and put her head on his chest. Her eyes were filled with tears and her voice was choked with sobs: "Master... I thought... I thought I would never see you again..."

He trembled and looked at her with deep eyes. He thought she was frightened and took her into his arms to comfort her.

He didn't see the cunning flash in Nangong Qingyu's eyes. She clutched his robe tightly, as if she was a little breathless: "Master, do you care about me, right? You should also have a good impression of me...

"

He didn't speak or push her away. His long hair covered most of his face, making his expression unclear.

"Master, you don't know that I like you. Although I don't know if you like me, why are you so nice to me? Why have you been so cold to me in the past few months? Did you hear what I said that night?

...I originally thought that you would never know...Haha, it turns out that I was the one who was deceiving myself all along...Master, Qingyu has always liked you."

Nangong Qingyu has never been a shy person. When she likes someone, she won't keep it in her heart. She will say it directly, whether she accepts it or not. At least she will feel better and she will quickly cut off the constant cutting.

The three thousand emotions that are still in chaos must not be allowed to sprout, otherwise, she will be the one who will be sad when the time comes, and she is not the one who will suffer.

She had always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to her master, but he always deliberately avoided the topic. She had no way of saying it. She was sure, and her intuition told her that he liked her. Even if he didn't like her, he would still be like her.

A little bit of good feeling.

She always knew that he was by her side. She closed her eyes in resignation just to test whether he would save her. She was also gambling, risking her life on whether he had her in his heart. She did not forget that there was still something in her.

With the talisman of the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, it’s not that she’s not afraid of death, it’s that she won’t die!

She won the bet, he did save her, that's why she said it so bluntly, everyone is smart, even though it's all in the fog, even if they don't say that everyone knows Du Ming, but for this kind of thing, someone must

Break.

He remained silent, as quiet as a statue.

"If you don't speak, it means you acquiesce." Nangong Qingyu was not willing to let him go like this. She would not let him have the chance to escape.

Xiao Jifan: "..."

His eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his emotions.

This girl is right, he does fall in love with her, regardless of other reasons, whether she is that person or not. If this is willfulness, then let him be willful once, just once...

"Qingyu..." A faint voice came from above.

"Well?" Nangong Qingyu raised her head and suddenly saw his enlarged handsome face. She was about to say something while she was dazed, but her lips were blocked by a piece of soft stuff. The faint fragrance of peach blossoms filled the air, like a secret.

It melted in her heart...

Deep and lingering.

His lips were so soft, and she subconsciously wanted to push him away. After all, such a kiss was too sudden. He grabbed her restless little hand, hugged her tighter, and the aggression on his mouth became more and more domineering.

.

Nangong Qingyu didn't struggle at all. She didn't expect that he would actually kiss her, and she felt a little happy in her heart. Does this mean that he accepted her?

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