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This is true when you meet someone who has a long life.

Gentleness lingers in my heart.

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Ji Yicheng brought the fried herbs and carefully fed them to her mouth, "Be good, it's not bitter."

"Have you tasted it?" Her bright eyes blinked.

"Yeah." He had tasted it in the kitchen just now, took another sip, lowered his head, and covered her mumbling mouth with her little face. A faint sweet fragrance suddenly penetrated through the cracks of his lips, gently hitting all the taste buds between his mouth.

She subconsciously swallowed her throat and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "It's sweet."

Only then did Jing Qingge drink all the medicine "gulu" and put the porcelain bowl on the head of the bed to wipe her mouth, and then the two of them lay down to sleep together.

She laid on his arms, snuggling in his arms in a curled posture. Her eyebrows and eyes were already stained with sleepiness, and her long eyelashes began to slap.

"Sleep." He stretched out his hand and covered her eyes domineeringly. With a gentle whip, she closed her eyes.

The faint fragrance of air fell into silence bit by bit. Suddenly, her little hand was placed on his wounded heart, and a confused sound rang out.

"Ji Yicheng, I will cure you."

When he lowered his head, her forehead just pressed against his throat and rubbed gently.

His eyes drooped, and he smiled with his lips. This action was her little habit. She was acting cute with him and was still thinking about his illness.

He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her in the eyes.

"You are my antidote, good night."

"Honey, good night..." A shallow dimples were swollen from the corner of her pursed lips, but it was intoxicating without wine.

She is the antidote for his life. He gave her all his incomplete souls. Even if it is imperfect and messy, there is still a little better, only a little better. He loves her and loves her for the rest of his life.

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It quietly approaches the night, and the night is deep.

The lit desk lamp at the head of the bed was still emitting a light light. It fell in front of the bed, so quiet that only sounds of steady breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, a delicate murmur came out from the sleeping dream.

The man who was sleeping lightly by the pillow seemed to be surprised and slowly opened his eyes, looking at the peaceful sleepy eyes in his arms, and the painted blackness gradually deepened in the bottom of his eyes...

It is like two deeply embedded glass black stones, thicker than the midnight outside the window...

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The next day.

Jing Qingge slept until after ten o'clock before waking up. As usual, he called his name as soon as he woke up.

"Ji Yicheng..." She patted her mouth and yawned, hugged the people around her and said good morning lazily, but she didn't get a response.

"You haven't woken up yet?" Jing Qingge asked in a questionable tone. He had been in good spirits for this point, and he stared at her brightly and waited for her to wake up.

"Pretty sleeping..." She stretched out her paws and fumbled to touch his face. She first touched her chin, then moved up her cheeks, and finally covered his eyes, feeling the subtle movement of her eyelashes blinking.

"Ji Yicheng, I won't be fooled, you deliberately..." She laughed, as if she suddenly noticed something, and the teasing action stopped abruptly, and suddenly widened her eyes, her mouth was suddenly stuck in her throat, "You, you..."

Jing Qingge's whole body was shocked, and his conditioned reflex rolled out of the quilt.

"Xiao Qi, be careful!" Suddenly, a dark and slightly hoarse tone sounded.
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