Chapter Seventy-Nine: Goodbye Feather Wind's Lovesickness

"Mother...... Mother's ......"

Xi Mutong witnessed this scene, his eyes were full of longing, but the tears in his heart surged up, soaking his whole heart into it.

"The lotus girl has a mother, so happy, but Tong'er has never had a mother in this life, Tong'er is so hopeful, one day, she can also get the caress of her mother, if you can realize this wish, Tong'er will die without regrets......"

She stood in front of the flying fire in front of the flying fire, and kept calling "mother, mother", and the woman holding the lotus girl was already far away.

"Tong'er, are you missing your mother?" A voice, like a volley of plucked strings descending from the sky, sounded softly behind him.

"This voice is ......" Xi Mutong was suddenly struck by lightning, and his whole body stiffened for a while, unable to move.

"Tong'er, it's my ......" the voice was again, continuing to call.

She realized that this was not a dream, and suddenly turned around, and even her breath began to tremble, and sure enough, it was the haunting face, which was not in a dream at this time, but really appeared in front of her.

"Feather Wind...... Mr. Yufeng ...... "She only felt that such a long time of bitter lovesickness turned into blood and poured into her brain in an instant, and it actually made her eyes black and fainted."

I don't know how long it took, a warm and silky finger stroked between her eyebrows, across her eyebrows, then across her eyelids, then across her nose, and then over her lips. The finger was warm and fragrant, she was afraid that the slightly fragrant warmth would leave, and she would fall into the cold of her face again, so she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, and bit the finger on the tip of her tooth, and heard someone exclaim "ah", but the finger was not withdrawn, as if she bit it lightly, but with a thousand strengths, he couldn't pull it.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the pair of tearful eyes were looking at her with affection, and there was a lot of love in her eyes, like mellow pear blossom brew, and when she poured it into the cup, she forgot to stop her hand and overflowed it full, soaking the night into a strong fragrance.

"Sir, I'm really not dreaming......" She sat up from his arms, but he was reluctant to let go, and hugged her tightly.

"Tong'er, you're not dreaming, it's me, I'm sorry, I've been making you wait for ...... for so long" His hot face pressed against her cold forehead, and his body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Xi Mutong straightened up, she wanted to look at him well, "Why, every time you see me, you have to say so much sorry? I don't want to listen to you say I'm sorry, I just want to ...... you well."

She reached out to caress his face, but he greedily grabbed the small white hand, leaned over and kissed her lips tightly.

At the top of the pearl peak, the night breeze is cool.

She was intoxicated by his kiss, feeling the faint fragrance of pear blossom wine emanating from his lips and teeth, and only hoped that this moment could stay forever, and he would never leave. But soon, there was another self in his mind, and he began to shout loudly, "No, no, Xi Mutong, leave him quickly!"

Finally she wrestled lightly and broke free from his arms.

"Tong'er, I'...... I...... I'm sorry...... "I'm sorry again, Yu Feng is like a child who has made a mistake, his face is crimson, and he bows his head deeply.

At this time, she looked at him again, but was shocked to realize that he had not seen him for a while, and he seemed to have changed a lot.

His clothes have changed, the red robe with the long tail placket has been changed, and now he is wearing a light warm yellow gauze robe, and the collar and cuffs are embroidered with flying pear blossom patterns, which looks extremely elegant and refined.

Although his cheeks and hands were still hot, there was no helpless weakness in his countenance. When he held her tightly, she could even feel the powerful True Qi in his body, which was transmitting infinite power to the palm of his hand.

"Sir, your ...... sick" Xi Mutong looked at Yu Feng in surprise.

By this time, he had calmed down, stood up, shook his arm briskly, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm almost better!" )