"you……"

"It's me!"

"You let it go..."

"It's really me!"

"Let me go!"

"Xiao Yezi, it's obvious that you are holding my hand, I can't let it go!"

Ye Ling looked at the hand that was held by Nangong Heng speechlessly, broke free twice, but couldn't get it away, so he raised his foot and kicked towards Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng held Ye Ling's hand in one hand and grabbed Ye Ling's feet through the quilt with the other hand, looking surprised: "Little Yezi, your feet are so small!"

Ye Ling frowned: "Let go!"

Seeing that Ye Ling was about to get angry, Nangong Heng stopped when he saw that he was ready. He raised his hands and looked innocent: "Heaven and earth are consciences. I was kind to help you cover the quilt, but who knew that you turned over and pressed my hand. You pulled my hand first, and I pulled it back, so that it would be fair. Xiao Yezi, you are a good girl who reasoned and you can't beat me up!"

Ye Ling stretched out his hand and pointed: "Sit over there!"

Nangong Heng saw Ye Ling pointing at the table three meters away and shook his head repeatedly: "That's not possible. It's late at night. I sit so far away. I have to speak loudly before I can hear it. I wake up everyone. This is immoral."

Ye Ling pulled the quilt and wrapped his neck tightly, revealing only a small head, shrinking to the farthest corner on the bed from Nangong Heng, frowned and looked at him without saying a word.

Seeing Ye Ling's apricot eyes wide open at this time, she looked angry and angry, and thought she was so cute and cute, and smiled: "Little Yezi, you're doing this as if I'm going to molest you, then I'm better..."

"Brother Ghost, speak human words!" Ye Ling rolled his eyes to Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng coughed lightly, looked at Ye Ling's eyes, and there was a trace of careful expectation in his smile: "Speaking human words... Xiao Yezi, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

"No!" Ye Ling blurted out and shook his head to deny.

The answer was so fast, and he was right and wrong... Nangong Heng's identification was completed.

"Aren't you guarding your master's pass from a very far away?" Ye Ling asked.

Nangong Heng's eyes lit up: "Xiao Yezi, how do you know that I am far away? Are you asking Qixing for me? It must be!"

Ye Ling twitched slightly: "Brother Ghost, your question is so superb." Ask and answer yourself, okay!

"My master is still in seclusion. I went out of the valley to buy New Year's goods. I got lost. Somehow I ran here." Nangong Heng said seriously.

"Hehe." Ye Ling smiled. Get lost? Okay!

"But I have to go back before dawn, and I can't get lost for too long. If something happens to Boss Qin, it will be troublesome." Nangong Heng said, leaning back against the bed, and yawning a big yawn, "I haven't slept for several days. It's really tiring to buy New Year's goods! Xiao Yezi, can I borrow your bed?"

Ye Ling saw Nangong Heng so tired for the first time. What to buy New Year’s goods? I got lost? It’s all nonsense. This man is really hard to come to see her.

"I said no?" Ye Ling asked quietly.

"No, okay!" Nangong Heng finished speaking, his coat flew out and landed on the ground. He fell on Ye Ling's bed, his head facing Ye Ling, and patted his place beside him, "Little Ye Zi, you are sleeping in your bed. The bed is so big, I promise not to touch you."

"Haha." Ye Ling rolled his eyes again. There is an old saying that goes, a man's mouth is a lie.

"Xiao Yezi, congratulations. Everyone was talking about you along the way, praising you as Nan Chuxin's God of War." Nangong Heng chuckled and lay on his side. Looking at Ye Ling's little face, he felt happy. No matter how tired he was, it was worth it. He already knew what Ye Ling had done during this period. It was indeed the girl he liked, amazing!

"Thank you." Ye Ling finished speaking and yawned in a delicate little yawn.

Nangong Heng immediately got up and got out of bed, sat down on the ground beside the bed, leaned against the bed, and said to Ye Ling: "Lying down quickly, I won't snatch it from you."

Ye Ling frowned: "Come up."

Nangong Heng's eyes were so bright that he jumped up again: "Xiao Yezi, we..." Can you sleep together? Can he wow!

The next moment, Ye Ling threw the quilt over and covered Nangong Heng's head. She quickly put on her coat and got out of bed.

Nangong Heng hugged the quilt and asked in confusion: "Xiao Yezi, what are you going to do?"

"You sleep for a while, I'll be back soon." Ye Ling finished speaking, put on her shoes and socks, and walked towards the door.

Nangong Heng hesitated for a moment and decided to listen to Ye Ling. He lay down on the bed with the quilt in his arms, with Ye Ling's breath lingering around him, which was so comfortable and warm. After he relaxed, he felt sleepy, closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

When Ye Ling went out, he heard the door of the next room open.

"Master, is it okay?" Mo Zhu's voice.

Ye Ling shook her head: "It's okay, you go to sleep. I'm hungry and want to have midnight snacks."

"Come here to help the boss." Mo Zhu was about to come over after he finished speaking.

"Stop!" Ye Ling pointed to the door, "I order you to go back immediately and not come out."

Mo Zhu was stunned for a moment, turned around silently and closed the door. She had just heard someone talking in Ye Ling's room. Is it an illusion?

The mute slave noticed it when Nangong Heng came. After confirming Nangong Heng's identity, he ignored it. Baili Su told him that Nangong Heng was his brother, and that Nangong Heng and Ye Ling should not interfere.

Qixing also knew it. But he thought that he would report the recent situation to his master tomorrow. Now he must not disturb his master and his wife's reunion, otherwise he would be beaten to death.

There were a lot of ingredients for Mo Zhu to prepare for supper, and they were all processed, but they were not used up in the end.

Ye Ling went to the kitchen, set the fire, and started cooking.

Nangong Heng had a dream. The delicious food surrounds him. His favorite rabbit is waving to him. It smells so good...

"Brother Ghost." Ye Ling stood beside the bed and pushed Nangong Heng for a moment.

Nangong Heng opened his eyes and sat up, feeling confused for a moment: "It's dawn?"

"No, the meal is on." Ye Ling finished speaking, and went back to the table, holding a small bowl of soup.

Nangong Heng turned his head and saw the hot meal on the table, the air was filled with an attractive fragrance. Ye Ling was serving soup and waiting for him to come over to eat.

This scene made Nangong Heng feel as if he was in a beautiful dream, and his heart was filled with joy like a tide. He would never wake up...

Ye Ling turned around and saw Nangong Heng sitting stupidly, frowned and said, "Why don't you come here quickly?"

"Oh!" Nangong Heng came back to his senses, quickly got out of bed and ran over, took the soup handed to him by Ye Ling, and drank a bowl of it directly. Then he sat down and picked up the chopsticks.

Four dishes and one soup, and a large plate of fat dumplings.

Smelling the fragrance, Nangong Heng's stomach rumbled. He didn't feel embarrassed at all and started eating it directly. He felt like he was going to go to heaven! God knew that he had eaten something terrible when he came all the way over to fill his stomach!

Ye Ling sat opposite him, took a new book that the mute slave had found for her, and started reading quietly.

Nangong Heng was eating delicious food and looking up, he could see Ye Ling's quiet and gentle eyebrows. His happiness was indescribable.

After Nangong Heng ate all the New Year’s Eve dinner that Ye Ling specially made for him, Ye Ling put down the book and poured two glasses of wine.

"Brother Jinggui, thank you for your care for me in the past year." Ye Ling looked serious.

Nangong Heng curled his lips slightly: "Okay." Ye Ling said politely, it doesn't matter, he doesn't care. It's the best arrangement for them to be together at this moment.

After drinking a glass of wine, Ye Ling walked over and opened the window. It was snowing heavily outside. When it was dawn, it was the new year.

"Brother Ghost, let's sleep for a while. I'll have to hurry back at dawn." Ye Ling said to Nangong Heng. On New Year's Eve, friends came from afar. Although it disturbed Ye Ling's dream, Ye Ling still had to treat him well.

"I'm sleeping well." Nangong Heng shook his head, slept for a while, and had a good meal. He was now refreshed and didn't want to waste time sleeping anymore. He wanted to do something interesting with Ye Ling, such as...

"Xiao Yezi, how have you practiced? Do you want to go out to fight?" Nangong Heng suggested with a smile.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay!"

When Nangong Heng saw the sword in Ye Ling's hand, he was a little surprised: "Is it your father's Tianxie Sword? Can you let me see it?"

Ye Ling handed over, Nangong Heng drew the sword, looked carefully, and nodded slightly: "Good sword!"

"Is there any allusion for this sword?" Ye Ling asked.

Nangong Heng chuckled: "There are ten famous zithers in the world, my Tianyin, your dragon roar and phoenix sound are the top three. There is also a weapon ranking list. What are you ranked in this Tianxie Sword?"

Ye Ling shook her head, I really haven't heard of it.

Nangong Heng said: "This sword is at the top of the weapon rankings, and it is extremely strong and yang, and it is invincible. After your father's death, many people were looking for this sword. It is said that there is a secret book of magic skills hidden in it, but it may also be a rumor. If you hold this sword, it may cause trouble, be careful."

"Which is your sword in line?" Ye Ling asked. She had seen the Tianxie Sword inside and outside, and there was no place to hide things.

Nangong Heng pulled out the long sword around his waist, and it was dull: "I picked up a broken sword, which is unknown on the list. However, you have seen the second place in the weapon rankings. It is my master's kitchen knife."

Ye Ling twitched slightly: "The kitchen knife is very good and very practical."

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place." After saying that, Nangong Heng took Ye Ling's cloak from the side and handed it to her, and floated out of the window.

With the wind and snow, Ye Ling followed Nangong Heng through most of Chongming City and stopped in a forest.

"Are you very familiar with Chongming City?" Ye Ling asked.

"I've been here twice. There is a mass grave next to it, so no one will disturb you here." Nangong Heng said with a smile.

Ye Ling felt that since she met Nangong Heng, her life has really been ghosts everywhere. She had to come to the edge of the mass grave for a fight, which is really good.

"Xiao Yezi, let's first agree that if you lose, you will do something for me." Nangong Heng looked serious and said to Ye Ling.

The secrets Ye Ling's cultivation were all given by Nangong Heng. After hearing what Nangong Heng said, he thought he had something to do and needed help. Ye Ling nodded: "Yes."

The two of them drew their swords at the same time and attacked each other!

Nangong Heng suppressed his skills, which were comparable to Ye Ling, slightly higher.

Feixue was stirring, Ye Ling looked cold and solemn, and she attached great importance to this competition. This was the first time she had really competed with others after she began to cultivate internal energy.

This battle lasted for an hour.

Nangong Heng was feeding Ye Ling from beginning to end, pointing out Ye Ling's shortcomings with practical measures. Ye Ling has a high understanding and can always correct it quickly, and the more you face, the more courage it becomes.
To be continued...