Here Comes The Lady Chef

The door shaft rang slightly, and with a gentle look, he found that the wooden door closed gently, and he was standing in Ren Yue's bedroom.

Clean and tidy room, with clear lines and no extra stuff, only a rope on the desk.

That was Ren Yue prepared in advance, to be bound tonight, really afraid to hurt her again ...

But at this moment, Ren Yue was too late to mention the matter of the ropes binding his hands, but instead pulled to sit gently at the table.

Before going to gentleness tonight, Ren Yue revisited the records on the book again.

"Girl Wen, how do you know ...?" Ren Yue asked, pointing.

"Do you really don't remember?" Gentle surprise.

"Remember what?" Ren Yue was equally surprised.

"It's clearly written in black and white! It's your handwriting!" Gentle also meant the scroll.

"Girl Wen knows this?" Ren Yue said, reaching out, gently opening the drawer, and taking out the dream that she had recorded by hand.

"Experience it yourself, unforgettable ..." said softly, tears like rain.

"That's ..." What Ren Yue seemed to want to say.

Suddenly, a panic turned into the electric light of Ren Yuetong Renren, who was still sitting at the table just now, but now he was shaking, his hands were clenched, and he was in pain.

It was that acupuncture-like sensation, as if to drill through the brain!

Ren Yueqiang endured the unreasonable pain, raised his eyes with trembling, and intermittently whispered to Gentle Road: "Quickly ... fasten me up!"

"Ren Yue, is it starting to hurt again?" Gentle subconsciously asked with concern.

"Quick ... Quick ..." Ren Yuezhen rushed to the bed, who knew that he had fallen heavily to the ground before reaching the bed.

Gentle originally wanted to rush forward to help him, through the gap between Ren Yue's sleeves and arms, she clearly saw Ren Yue's painful expression, begging to "tie me!"

That look was clearly looking at the rope on the table!

Gently hesitating for a moment, looking at Ren Yue, who was in pain and convulsions on the ground, he gritted his teeth tightly, not letting himself make the slightest sound. Gentle and cruel. Turned to the table and walked away towards the rope.

He is Ren Yue, he must be Ren Yue from the previous life. Otherwise he won't remember so clearly ...

But why is his memory. Sometimes clear, sometimes strange?

Gently stretched out my hand, the rope that basically had no weight, but now weighed a lot in my hands!

Gritted his teeth and turned.

At the moment of turning gently--

Gentleness was almost suffocated almost in surprise.

this is……

Clean and tidy bedside, there was a back in the same white clothes.

Although the doors and windows in the bedroom were closed tightly, there was no trace of wind.

But the man's wide hem was still slightly moved.

The thin body and smooth lines, if it was not for the white hair, gentleness would have mistakenly thought that the standing back was Ren Yue!

"Who are you ?!" Gentle guts don't know where. Although he asked, the voice was obviously trembling.

The white figure did not respond, and was still alive by the bed.

Gently looking around, Ren Yue's room was clean and tidy without any trace of extraneous matter, it was already late at night. Who is that person in this almost enclosed room? Gentle are very sure, that's a man!

The thought of another unknown man suddenly appearing in the room late at night, gentleness can feel the sound of his heart pounding too fast.

Got to find something to defend yourself!

I looked around gently and unsuccessfully; in the end I decided to borrow the rope in my hand!

If he dares to mess up, I will strangle him with a rope!

Tenderly made up his mind.

correct. What about Ren Yue?

I was lying on the ground just now ...

At this moment, Gentle suddenly found that Ren Yue was gone.

"Hey, who are you?" A strange feeling struck a gentle heart instantly, and she couldn't help but bravely, taking a step forward.

"Old man's fate." Then there was a distance of less than one step behind the gentle white back. The man finally responded slowly.

"Tianyuan ?!" Gentle uncle was there, his brain swiftly running, constantly searching for someone named Tianyuan in her memory.

Suddenly, it was like a flash of light flickering across her mind, "Tianyuan!" The man with white hair and white clothes was in front of him. Not others, but the master of Ren Yue, the Taoist Taoist!

It is rumored that Tianyuan Taoists have never appeared!

Tianyuan Taoist who was magically taken away when Ren Yue was four years old!

Train Ren Yue to make a heavenly Taoist who is ingenious in one hand!

he! Why is he here!

The doors and windows were tightly closed all around, and only when we turned around, how did he come in? !!

A series of questions made gentleness nearly choke.

"Are you the master of Ren Yue, a Tianyuan Taoist?" Approached gently and timidly, confirming again.

"Yes, Xiaoyue is ill, I'll see him." Tianyuandao people kept talking, his mouth responded slowly.

Gentleness had already reached the bedside at this moment, and the position was just to see the side face of Tianyuan Taoist.

This is an old man with an immortal style. He Fatong's face and expression of grief and unhappiness make people unable to guess his age.

White clothes like snow, light-weight clothing, long white fingers, because the eyes dangled on Ren Yue, so gentle can not see his eyes.

Perhaps that gaze should be muddy and old, and looking at his snow-like hair, it shouldn't shine like a young man anymore. Because even an intelligent old man such as Mr. Song Tao still has old eyes in his eyes. Gentle in secret guessed.

No one can block the truth of time!

Just like herself, although she looks like a 13-year-old girl, her eyes always have a history that does not match her age.

"Master Tianyuan, can I help you?" Because the old man who claimed to be Ren Yue ’s master, appeared in Ren Yue ’s room so magically and without traces. His kung fu and identity are no longer in doubt. .

"No need, Girl Wen. Don't worry." Tian Yuan didn't look up, still said lightly.

"Master Tianyuan knows me?" Gentle was a little surprised.

From entering the door with Ren Yue just now, to turning around and not introducing, how did the old man recognize his own name, Wen?

But think about it, since Tianyuan can appear so magically, how difficult is it to know your last name?

Ren Yueben is the unparalleled son of Da Zhou. Talented; his master must be an extravagant person!

Tenderly thinking for a while, he began to carefully watch the actions of Tianyuan Taoist.

It is not like an ordinary doctor to ask the pulse for diagnosis, nor does he use bizarre needles like Nangong Xue, but just hold the temples on both sides of Ren Yue tightly with his hands. Eyes closed slightly, seeming to be in luck.

But that look was too calm, and it was not like the pangs and pains of those who practiced martial arts.

On the bed, Ren Yue stretched out, lying on her back. I do not know when my hands were gently soothed on both sides of the body.

The temple that Ren Ren was covering tightly now changed to Tianyuan Taoist hands to soothe.

Everything moves like flowing water, without struggle, without pain.

Ren Yue breathed evenly, eyes closed slightly, as if asleep.

"Master Tianyuan. Ren Yue's illness?" Gentlely asked and asked curiously.

"Unhindered, Xiaoyue is extraordinary since he was young, but unfortunately, his body's breath is unstable, and he has been practicing self-cultivation for many years. I assigned him a blindfolded" Wuyou San "for his daily bathing, which can be adjusted. Breath, in the second place, you can also strengthen your internal strength and strengthen your body. But unfortunately, some minor situations have recently caused Xiao Yue to suffer from the impact of breath disturbance. If I do n’t come again, I am afraid there will be a big mess! " Speaking calmly, he slowly pulled away and moved away from the bed.

With both hands, he took the rope that was bound to Ren Yue from the gentle hand, and raised his eyes to watch the gentleness.

"A big mess? Master Tianyuan means ..." Gentle and puzzled.

"Look, Xiaoyue even prepared the rope." Tian Yuan said slowly, slowly tidying the rope.

It was the moment when I picked up and raised my eyes. Gentle lingering there again.

That look!

The black pupils are as bright as the night sky; the deep eyes are as deep as the pond!

That clearly is the look of Ren Yue!

The appearance, the fairy-like appearance, the demise of this legacy ... but there is a slight faint smile in the eyes and the corners of the mouth.

If Ren Yue is a piece of jade, the edge is a piece of ice;

If Ren Yue is a tens of thousands of years of ice, the edge of the sky is the top of the sacred mountain that no one can see.

In that gap. What exactly is there, no one can know.

The mysterious highest state is intimidating!

As if this person is no longer a person!

"It turns out ... Ren Yue has a headache these days because he didn't soak the medicated bath soup on time!" But behind him and in the palm of his hand, it was really cold.

"It's okay, the old man brought some here. The troubled Wen girl woke up when she was younger, and gave it to him, so that he could take a bath on time every day." Tian Yuan said, taking it out of the wide sleeves. A small wooden box, very delicate, but very ghostly.

"Master Tianyuan will not wake up anymore?" Gentle took the wooden box and asked softly.

"No, just wait for him to wake up, just tell him I've been there, and the old man will leave!" Tian Yuan's unpredictable glance glanced down at a sleepy Ren Yue on the bed. Gentle only felt that there was a blankness in front of him Blocked the sight, like smoke, and white cuffs of the sky edge.

When the sight was clear again, there was no figure of Tianyuan in the entire room.

As if he never appeared.

It was just a small wooden box in gentle hands, clearly reminding that everything just now was true.

The doors and windows were still closed, and there was no trace of wind in the room.

Tianyuan disappeared.

"What a weird person! There is no reason to come and go!" Genmu said to himself softly ~ www.readwn.com ~ Ren Yue still fell asleep in bed, quiet and soothing.

There were no more painful sweat beads on his forehead, and he could see that he was sleeping peacefully.

I don't know if he dreamed of me tonight's dream?

Sitting gently beside the bed, one hand brushed the messy hair in front of Ren Yue's forehead.

Gaze across the quiet room aimlessly.

suddenly!

The strangeness on the desk made the tender heart tangled again.

Just now, the book roll on the table was gone!

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