She ran out of the door in panic, looking around eagerly to find the man just now, but was stunned by the familiar sight in front of her.

The surging river sings the most exciting tunes, the green grass and wildflowers sway in the wind, and the butterflies dance gracefully in the air. Isn't this the Qingjiang in the dream? The long green grass, gorgeous wildflowers, and playful scenery along the Qingjiang River

Butterfly?

Wearing pure white underwear, Ruoxue stood blankly in front of the door, her mind went blank. She tried hard to remember the past, even a little bit, but unfortunately there was nothing but dreams.

The cool breeze blew, carrying the crystal clear water and the fragrance of green grass and wild flowers, constantly assaulting Ruoxue's sense of smell, but Ruoxue stayed there blankly, like an abandoned puppy. The blank past made her feel sad.

She doesn't even have the right to cry? Why do people cry? They just want to pity her and feel sorry for her. Who can she cry to if she wants to be comforted? Who loves her? Pity her?

When Yufeng came back from sending Master Hua Tuo away, he saw Ruoxue standing there quietly like a lost child, at a loss, her thin body swaying under the cool breeze, and he flew over in a few short steps.

, hugging Ruoxue who was in a daze, and said softly:

"Zi Yue, I'm here, I'm here!"

Feeling the sudden warmth, Ruoxue came back to her senses. She was held in the arms of the handsome man. Fortunately, there was him between heaven and earth. She was not alone. She reached out her hand and hugged her back. Be careful.

Pray for:

"Hold me tight, hold me tight!"

Yufeng Daheng picked up Ruoxue, looked down at the restless little face in his arms, and asked softly:

"Why did you run out? You're in good health. It's not good if you catch a cold in the wind."

What an eye-catching face this is, she said timidly:

"You're gone, I'm afraid, very afraid..."

Yufeng carried Ruoxue into the house and gently placed her on the bedside, "Don't be afraid, Yufeng will always be by your side. I'll get a basin of water to wash your feet, be good!"

It turns out that there is still him in this world, and there is such a gentle person guarding her. She feels more at ease. Ruoxue sits obediently by the bed, waiting for Yufeng to come back.

The man who was as handsome as a god actually carried a basin of steaming foot-washing water like a servant. He squatted down tall and straight, held her feet, and carefully washed off the tender white feet of the soil, and placed them on the bronze

In the broad palm, it is like a rare treasure being protected
Chapter completed!