Fu Qianfan returned to his room, took off his wet robe, grabbed the dry clothes casually, and accidentally saw the hazy woman's carcass in the mirror, but he was busy turning his head, and his cheeks flushed unnaturally.

He calmed down, quickly put on his dry robe, and came to the mirror, looking at the woman in the mirror.

Standing here, it was obviously Fu Qianfan, but the person in the mirror was his Ayan.

Nearly a hundred years later, the lovesickness is still the same, but when we meet again, they are together in this way. Despite the sadness, I am still grateful.

Fu Qianfan took a white cloth, knelt in front of the mirror, and gently wiped his long hair with his eyes. This is Ah Yan's long hair, gently around his fingertips, with the traces of time, quietly growing the bond of the couple.

Xu was so drunk that he lost himself.

Hu Yan's divine consciousness regained control of his body, and let out a murmur full of attachment: "Little brother......"

Hu Yan's expression changed, and the person in the mirror also changed, his eyes became deep, and his expression was rigorous and serious, as if the sea contained hundreds of rivers. At this time, his body was controlled by Fu Qianfan's divine sense. He replied, "I'm here." ”

Hu Yan gently sketched Fu Qianfan's appearance on the mirror with his fingers, his eyes flashed with a little water, and he said hoarsely: "I want to hear you I'm here, I've been waiting for almost a hundred years." ”

Fu Qianfan said with a straight face: "It's me who is not good." ”

Hu Yan hurriedly said: "No! Clenching his fingers and smiling self-deprecatingly, "It's that I'm not strong enough to protect our relationship." ”

Fu Qianfan clenched his left hand with his right hand and said in a deep voice: "Ah Yan, if you have been living in this kind of self-blame for a hundred years, what use do you want me?!" ”

Hu Yan's eyes trembled slightly, and tears crossed his cheeks and flowed down in an instant.

Fu Qianfan stretched out his hand, caught the tear, grabbed it into his palm, and coaxed softly: "Ah Yan, don't cry." For so many years, it was just a dream. For you, it's countless days and nights. ”

Hu Yan grabbed the white cloth, wiped his face indiscriminately, and smiled with red eyes: "Yes! You're right, so this time, you'll have to match me for countless days and nights! Just like we once agreed. ”

Fu Qianfan hesitated slightly, but still responded: "Okay." ”

Hu Yan asked sensitively: "Little brother, what are you hesitating about?" ”

Fu Qianfan replied: "For me, today is a continuation of yesterday, but for you, it is the first time in a hundred years that we have met again. ”

Hu Yan glared and said, "What do you mean?" Want to say I've changed my mind?! ”

Fu Qianfan stretched out his hand, stroked Hu Yan's face, and silently comforted.

Hu Yan's expression became soft, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed the happiness of this moment. Only in front of Fu Qianfan can she be like a real little woman, wanton and petty, without thinking of any intrigues and tricks, without calculating where to go next. Such wholehearted dependence makes people feel very happy.

Hu Yan muttered, "I originally wanted to find your reincarnation and accept him to your divine sense. Can...... After all, I couldn't do it. Now we share a body, a brain, a heart, and the sensations are very subtle. Little brother, I'm so happy that we're finally together. You don't know, how much I miss you, I want to be coquettish in your arms, I want to lose my temper with you, I want you to reprimand me with a straight face, I want you to secretly put a ton of meat in my bowl......"

Fu Qianfan opened his eyes, his eyes were soft, inclusive, restrained, and doting.

Hu Yan asked, "Why did you open your eyes?" ”

Fu Qianfan withdrew his hand and replied, "I want to take a serious look at you." ”

Hu Yan said emotionally: "Little brother, do you want to touch me?!" As soon as these words came out, she actually thought of Hua Qingyan. Once, he looked at her so emotionally and asked her if she wanted to touch him? She has never understood Hua Qingran's feelings, and she doesn't understand why he has to be her? Now, pushing herself and others, she understands that everything just stems from the cherished feelings in her heart. Because of the joy of the heart, I want to make the other party happy and share this excitement with myself. It's just that Hu Yan didn't dare to think about this idea anymore.

Fu Qianfan paused slightly, raised his hand, touched the bridge of Hu Yan's nose with his fingertips, stroked her lips, and then slid to his neck, his fingertips swept over his collarbone, but when he continued to go down, he suddenly stopped, clenched into a fist, and said, "I can't." ”

Hu Yan looked anxious and asked, "Why can't you?!" ”

After Fu Qianfan pondered for a moment, he replied with a smile: "Ah Yan, what do you think I am?" ”

Hu Yan said: "You are Fu Qianfan, you are my little brother." ”

Fu Qianfan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Okay, let's leave it at that." ”

Hu Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "What do you mean by this?!" Lying on the mat, looking at the mirror, he smiled contentedly, and said, "If the days can go on for a long time, it is really comfortable, and it is intoxicating to think about." ”

Fu Qianfan said softly: "Close your eyes and sleep, I'll accompany you." ”

Hu Yan shook his head and said, "No, I want to look at you." Even though the person in the mirror is me, I can imagine what you look like when you speak through your expressions. He got up, hugged the mirror and kissed it, then stepped back a little and looked at it.

Fu Qianfan's breathing was chaotic, he leaned in front of the mirror, and gave a gentle kiss. The lips touched it, not the coveted but longed-for Ayan, just a cold mirror. Despite this, he still fulfilled a wish he made before he died - if there is an afterlife, even if it turns into a breeze and drizzle, he will kiss her lips, and he will love each other and miss him like crazy.

Hu Yan is not an unfinished girl, but this gentle kiss still makes her shy, and even her blood is rushing up. Her chest heaved, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glowed, a beauty stained with longing and desire, unparalleled in the world.

She picked up the human-tall oval mirror, placed it on the bed, and lay on her side facing her.

With a smile on the corner of her lips and spring in the corner of her eyes, the whole person looks like someone's new daughter-in-law, with a hint of longing in her shyness and a hint of uneasiness in her emotion.

Only her little brother can make her bloom like a delicate flower. After all, her most youthful and best times were with him. It was he who let her know what it meant to be in love. So green, so beautiful.

Scenes of the past crossed through my mind, and I couldn't tell whether it was Hu Yan's memories or Fu Qianfan's. Just because it was a common experience between the two of them, as vivid as yesterday's time.

They glanced at each other in rigorous and rigid study, smiled at each other in the harsh competition, and snuggled up to each other in the night of injury......

Hu Yan had a sweet smile on the corner of his lips, a tear in the corner of his eye, and fell asleep.

Her joy, her embarrassment, her confusion, her anxiety, her melancholy and anticipation were all in a dream, and she was in a dilemma.