Are you hallucinating?
How did he hear Sanning's voice?
It was her voice, and he recognized it with just one sentence.
Helan Yin realized a possibility, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He clenched the long sword in his hand, slowly turned his head, looked over when he heard the sound, and saw Feng Zhanzhi helping Sang Ning come out of the bed.
It's Sanning!
She is still dressed in red, still has a bright and charming face, and has those beautiful fox eyes. Yes, they are Sang Ning's eyes. As soon as she sees them, people want to love her and want to protect her eyes, but He was sure, but he felt a sense of fear and doubt: Is it really her? Or is he dreaming? Or is Feng Queyi planning something else? Found a substitute who looks exactly like her?
"Hey, He Lanyin, are you stupid? With your hair? You can't, right?"
Sang Ning saw He Lanyin standing there stiffly, with a shocked expression and white hair. He was dumbfounded: She hasn't seen him in the past few days, why has he turned gray? Isn't it because of her that his hair turned gray?
I always thought that I grew old overnight was a fabrication of TV series and novels. Oh, that’s right, this is a novel, so nothing that happens is surprising.
"Sang... Ning?"
He Lanyin looked at her intently and slowly walked towards her. The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. He ignored it and continued to walk towards her. Finally, he walked up to her, carefully reached out and touched her face, and squeezed it, hoping to find the human skin mask.
Of course, he didn't find it, and he even pinched Sanning's face in pain.
"what are you doing?"
Sang Ning frowned, slapped He Lanyin's hand away, looked at the four brothers kneeling on the ground, and asked them to get up. At the same time, he looked at Feng Er: "Hey, where did you hide Yu Tan? Send someone to him quickly-"
Bring him to me.
Before Sang Ning finished speaking, Helan Yin hugged him tightly.
He Lanyin was jealous, it was her, it was really her, otherwise, she wouldn't have mentioned Yu Tan at this time? So is Yutan important? How could she mention him when they finally met?
"Sang Ning, Sang Ning, it's you, it's really you, you're still alive, it's great, you're still alive -"
He was hugging her from behind, feeling the softness of her chest and her warm body temperature, and he became more greedy. He couldn't control it and kissed the back of her neck.
There were hickeys left by Fengqueyi on the back of her neck.
Helan Yin saw it and became even more jealous. He opened his mouth and bit it.
How to remove the traces on her body?
Only create new traces.
"hiss--"
Sang Ning was already hurting from being hugged and strangled by him, but now he bit her again. She was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to slap him.
This action is so familiar.
Helan Yin didn't hide and just let her beat her. He hadn't been beaten by her for a long time, and he felt nostalgic as if he was self-abuse.
Maybe if she hits him, he will be more sure that she is Sang Ning.
His body still remembered how hard she had hit him.
It doesn't actually hurt when she hits someone.
Of course, this is because of his love brain.
Sang Ning didn't hit He Lanyin. For some reason, looking at his haggard face, melancholy eyes, and snow-white hair, she just couldn't do it.
Is this white hair white because of her?
It's quite affectionate.
He was also the first to find her. He was very reliable and worthy of a reward. If it hadn't been for him, that coward Feng Zhanzhi wouldn't have let her out.
"Ah sneeze - ah sneeze -"
Feng Zhanzhi was sneezing obscenely next to him. It was late at night and too cold. Maybe it was because the emperor's eyes were too cold?
He smiled and moved away from San Ning.
Sang Ning was free again. When he saw the room full of handsome guys and thought about the countless handsome guys outside, he was in such a good mood that he couldn't fight anymore and withdrew his hand.
"He Lanyin, this is enough! If you hurt me again, I will definitely slap you!"
She clenched her fists and tried to be cruel to him. The next moment, he was picked up.
She was very satisfied with this familiar, broad and warm princess hug. She nestled in his arms, grabbed his white hair, and sighed: "You white hair-"
Okay, people are good-looking, and white hair looks good too.
There are many handsome guys in ancient costumes with white hair in TV dramas.
He's not bad like this, he's a different kind of beauty.
He Lanyin didn't know what she was thinking. He didn't feel anything about his white hair at first, but now that he heard her mention it, he suddenly felt a little inferior: "You, you don't like it?"
Seeing that he was not confident, Sang Ning deliberately said: "If I don't like it, what are you going to do?"
He Lanyin said: "Then dye it black."
Sang Ning thought: Is there hair dyeing technology in this era?
"No, it's not necessary. I think you look pretty good with white hair."
"real?"
Helan Yin was dubious: How could white hair look good? Doesn't it look old? Or does it seem weird?
Sang Ning nodded repeatedly, with sincere eyes: "Why are you lying to me? If you don't look good, I won't let you hug me."
Helan Yin listened and hugged her tightly subconsciously, with a domineering and gentle voice: "If you don't let me hug you, I will hug you too. Only I can hug you from now on."
He said, lowering his head forcefully and kissing her forehead.
A kiss on the forehead is full of cherishment without any astringency.
But Sang Ning was not satisfied and felt it was plain and tasteless, so she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
Hey, I can finally find a handsome guy to kiss and hug me.
Although Fengqueyi's skills were very good and she was very comfortable kissing her, how could she kiss two handsome guys and Wei Mao kiss one handsome guy?
If you are not active when facing handsome guys, there must be something wrong with your brain.
There was nothing wrong with her mind, and she kissed her so passionately that she was like a goblin.
This is the real Sanning!
How can those fakes compare to her?
He Lanyin hugged her and strode out of the Imperial Master's Mansion. Then, he got on his horse and went straight to the palace.
The night wind howled.
He put on his big cloak and wrapped her tightly and warmly, preventing any wind from blowing her.
Sang Ning nestled in his arms, covered him in his cloak, and touched his abdominal muscles randomly. Hey, it's okay if his hair turns white, but his abdominal muscles cannot disappear.
"W-what are you doing?"
He Lanyin's breathing was disturbed by her touch.
He felt that after the two met, she was so passionate that she seemed to love him so much and was full of lust for him, but it was very inconvenient to do it outside or on a horse.
"What can I do? Reward you for finding me. What? You don't like me like this?"
Sang Ning poked his head out of his cloak, with bright eyes and a sly smile, and bit his Adam's apple.
"I like it. I like it."
Helan Yin slowed down his horse and swallowed his saliva. His mouth was very dry, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he was breathing heavily: "Sang Ning, stop making trouble. When we get home, we...well, Sang Ning, I'll take care of you." You went home……"
