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Chapter 160. Dream and Reality

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    Rong Shaoyang paused while rubbing the palms of her hands, he looked down at her, shook his head, continued to rub her hands to warm them up, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow I will order someone to open up the dragon in the bedroom to make the room bigger.  It should be warmer inside, don¡¯t get out of bed in single clothes next night, your body won¡¯t be able to withstand the torment of the wind and cold.¡±

    Since the snowy night a year ago, she has already suffered from the root cause of the disease. In windy and snowy days, her legs and feet will be painful and difficult to walk, and her body is also very susceptible to wind and cold. Therefore, the ground dragon in the house has already been expanded once, and now it seems that it is not enough.

    "Okay, I got it." Chuyao withdrew his hands that he was rubbing in his palms, and shrank back into the brocade quilt.

    Rong Shaoyang looked at her with calm eyes, it seemed that since Xiao Jing fell off the cliff half a year ago, Chuyao had been separated from him a lot.

    "Are you blaming me? Actually, you didn't want to kill him, did you?" Rong Shaoyang lowered his eyes, and the fire in the copper tripod heated up a bit, illuminating his side face, and the emotions in his eyes were a bit complicated.

    Chuyao was silent, she moved her eyes away from his face, her eyelids were half drooped, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

    "Have you stopped blaming him?" Rong Shaoyang raised her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

    Chu Yao still half-closed his eyes and did not answer.

    "Have you forgotten how your mother died?" Rong Shaoyang's voice became deeper and deeper, with a sense of oppression.

    Chuyao suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked straight at Rong Shaoyang's face. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "If I say I can't forget him, will you admit that you are jealous?"

    Rong Shaoyang was confused by the smile on the corner of her mouth, so he nodded and said, "I admit it."

    The smile on the corner of Chuyao's mouth froze, her hand reached out from the quilt to hold Rong Shaoyang's hand, the reflection of the fire and his face flickered in her black eyes, she said in a low and soft voice: "Rong Shaoyang,  Did you really not lie to me?"

    Rong Shaoyang lay on his side on the bed, held her hand instead, leaned over to look at her, and asked her without answering: "Chuyao, can you tell me what is going on in your heart?"

    "I just want to know if you have lied to me." Chu Yao was obsessed with this question.

    "No." Rong Shaoyang said, looking straight into her eyes.

    Chu Yao half closed his eyes, "Okay, I believe you."

    Rong Shaoyang raised his hand and stroked the hair sticking to her forehead due to sweat, and asked softly, "Did you have some kind of nightmare?"

    "Yes." Chuyao squeezed Rong Shaoyang's hand tightly, her dark eyes were a little deep, and she said, "I dreamed that you stabbed your sword into my chest."

    Rong Shaoyang's hand movements stopped, and his lips curled into a soft smile: "Dreams and reality are opposite, I will never treat you like this."

    "Really." Chu Yao murmured as if talking to himself.

    Rong Shaoyang didn't care, and looked at her face with gentle eyes: "Now that the great cause has been decided, and Li Yuan's queen position is still vacant, can you fulfill the promise that day in the Night Cloud Valley?"

    Chu Yao's eyes changed slightly, and he turned his back.

    "Are you trying to play tricks now?" Rong Shaoyang hugged her entire quilt in his arms from behind.

    Chu Yao shrank her body, her eyes drooped, and the dim light inside couldn't see the color of her eyes and the expression on her face clearly.  She was just silent and didn't answer.

    "You don't really intend to play tricks, do you?" Rong Shaoyang hugged her tightly, wrapped his arms around her, and shook her hand.

    "Li Yuan's back position is what women all over the world dream of. If you hold such a position in front of me with both hands, why would I not want it?" Chu Yao replied in a low voice, which didn't seem to make people feel happy  Emotions.

    "It's just because this is the most honorable seat for a woman in the world, isn't there something else that deserves you to sit in this back seat?" Rong Shaoyang pressed his face against the back of Chu Yao's head, kissing her hair with his lips  .

    Chuyao's fingers moved in Rong Shaoyang's palm, and he said in a low voice, "Yes."

    "Can you tell me what it is?" Rong Shaoyang continued to ask without letting her go.

    Chuyao moved his body, leaned his elbows back lightly, and murmured, "Ask knowingly."

    Rong Shaoyang's low laughter sounded behind her ears. It seemed that it had been a long time since Rong Shaoyang had heard such a cheerful smile. The last time was when he was embarrassed in the camp.

    "You seem to be very proud of yourself, but I have to reconsider." Chu Yao softly snorted and said with her mouth pursed.

    Rong Shaoyang hurriedly hugged her tightly again, and said in a soft voice: "Who wouldn't be happy to be the most beautiful woman in the world."

    "Su Yan is the most beautiful woman in the world, are you going to marry him?"Chuyao was teased by him for the title that was given to her by others in the past, so he counterattacked and teased.

    "It's getting sharper and sharper," Rong Shaoyang turned over her, turned her face to him, raised her jaw, and said with a smile, "I want to check."

    Chu Yao opened her eyes and looked at him. Before she could understand what he meant, he pressed her lips on her lips. It was not a gentle kiss, but a straightforward kiss.

    The tip of his tongue pushed Chuyao's lips, broke into her mouth, and entangled her slightly clumsy tongue.

    Chu Yao opened his eyes from the beginning, and gradually closed his eyes as the kiss deepened.

    Rong Shaoyang's hand slowly penetrated into Chuyao's brocade quilt, and his warm hand touched her body through her inner garment. He turned his wrist slightly, and penetrated through the thin inner garment.

    Although his palms were warm, Chuyao still shivered. Rong Shaoyang lifted the quilt and covered his whole body under it.

    "It's so cold." Chu Yao wanted to push him away with some disgust.

    Rong Shaoyang smiled lowly, with his palms gliding under her clothes, biting her ears lightly, and said in her ear with a magnetic voice: "It won't be cold soon."

    "You're talking nonsense again." Not only was it too hot in the quilt, or something else, Chuyao's face was flushed in the dark.

    Rong Shaoyang's laughter became more hearty, and he pecked her forehead, nose, and cheek lightly, and finally stopped on her lips for a long time.

    Clothes slipped off the bed, and whispers came from inside the bed curtain.

    The fire in the sleeping hall was burning hotter and hotter, the white clothes on the ground were red, and the light gauze curtain was shaking slightly.

    In the night sky, the twinkling lights of the stars became smaller and smaller, and the clouds covered the shy moon.

    [Author's digression]: A certain onion had gastroenteritis in the past two days. I hung up the water yesterday and thought it would be better today. It recurred at noon today and went to the doctor. These two days may have slowed down the progress. I am very sorry%>_<%,  Please forgive me, I will get back to my status as soon as possible!  !  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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