The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Kong Wenmin," Chen Qingxuan suddenly cut off Kong Wenmin's words, and his tone was a little deep, "This is not a problem of what I like."

Kong Wenmin froze stiffly, then grinned dryly at Chen Qingxuan: "Qingxuan, I drink too much today, so I don't remember whatever you say."

"Really don't remember anything?" Chen Qingxuan looked at the smiling face that was uglier than crying, and his heart was sour. He reached out to hold Kong Wenmin's face and looked at the man's instantly stiff face. Gently put it on the cold cheek, and sat up straight again, then said slowly, "Don't you remember?"

"Qing, Qingxuan ..." Kong Wenmin stuttered and said unfavorably, "I am a person who is not teasing, don't ... don't tease me, I, I will take it seriously."

"Then take it seriously." Chen Qingxuan said, in the man's open-mouthed, he took the sachet and looked at the "peace" embroidered neatly on the top with a gold thread gauge, and the back " Joy ".

Peace and joy, isn't that what he has always wanted? It ’s just that he did n’t expect that it would be a man to bring him peace and joy, and he did n’t even expect it. Only by this man could he get this. His pride made him refuse to admit it, but at this moment, in this When the Wanjia reunion and the most peaceful and happy time, he couldn't persevere anymore. Reunion is very important to him, others may not know it, but Kong Wenmin is the most empathetic.

This is the first time for him and Kong Wenmin to keep the New Year. He hopes that at this time of the year, Kong Wenmin will be able to stay with him and stay with him.

Chen Qingxuan was very complicated, and then he was relieved. He lowered his head and tied the sachet to his belt. He stretched his hand and touched the ear of the head. He couldn't help hooking his lips. When he looked up, he looked at Kong Wenmin already red. Closed his eyes.

"Qingxuan, I had a dream just now," Kong Wenmin said suddenly, his lips curling up uncontrollably, but his voice was dull. "It's been many years, I have never had such a beautiful dream."

"Now, the dream is round?" Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but also wet his eyes with his tearful eyes.

"Yeah, the dream is round," Kong Wenmin nodded with a smile, and pointed to the fireworks outside the window, while saying, "Not only is it round, it's more than the dream."

Chen Qingxuan followed the direction of his finger and looked out, and smiled at the same time: "Weird and rare, never seen before, but also with the light of Wen Jie and Miss Fang, we can only see ..."

Chen Qingxuan couldn't speak anymore. A man covered himself with a quilt. He was lying on his back. He was sitting behind him at this time, trying to put his hand on his waist. Chen Qingxuan suddenly said He straightened up, only to feel that the pores all over his body were trembling, but he didn't push the hand away, he heard a long breath from his hand, and then the whole person was held in his arms by Kong Wenmin, The warm quilt covered him tightly.

"The wind is strong," Kong Wenmin whispered, and quietly held the people tighter. He could feel Chen Qingxuan's tension. In fact, he was more nervous than Chen Qingxuan, with a dry mouth and dizziness. He At the age of seventeen, when he first raised a knife to kill, he was not so nervous. In fact, he still wanted to put his head on Chen Qingxuan's shoulder, but he was afraid, but at this time his chest was attached to Chen Qingxuan. He can smell the faint scent of candles on Chen Qingxuan's body with just one breath, he can no longer be satisfied, "This ... so warm."

Chen Qingxuan smiled "poof", laughed at his nervousness, and also at his childishness, and for a while, he was not so close to the enemy. He relaxed and leaned comfortably in Kong Wenmin's arms, looking out at night The colorful fireworks suddenly reminded me of a question: "By Kong Wenmin, what song did you sing just now?"