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    Chapter 20

    The moon surges over the lotus pond, entwining the soul with love

    The lotus fragrance first diffused into the bedroom, mixed with the moonlight of Yaochi, and was as thick as honey that cannot be melted.

    His fingertips stroked the hair hanging down from her temples, bringing with it the coolness of the heavenly night breeze, but when it touched her skin, it caused a tiny shiver.Millions of years of restraint shattered at this moment, turning into the warmth of her palms, spreading from the top of her hair to her waist. Her eyelashes trembled lightly, like lotus petals blown by the wind on the surface of the pond, and she unconsciously shrank into his arms. The lotus ornaments in her hair brushed against his clothes, making a tiny sound.

    The moonlight filtered in through the window lattice, tracing the silhouettes of the two people against each other. The bright white of the god’s robe and the purple of the fairy skirt were intertwined, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other.His breath brushed against the lotus mark on her neck, carrying the coolness of the power of heaven, but also wrapped in the smoke and smoke of mortal reincarnation. She raised her eyes with trembling, and what was in her eyes was the lingering love that spanned the mortal world of immortals and demons, which was more intoxicating than the lotus wine in Yaochi.

    Desire is the lotus breath surging at the bottom of the pool, the embrace after countless encounters in reincarnation, and the “unspeakable” but “unstoppable” soul pull.It is not a crude delusion, but the poison of thousands of years of friendship. It is the root of the descendants and the source of the childish words in the lotus terrace.His fingertips clasped her waist, and her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Most of the moonlight was blocked by the palace door, leaving only the fragrance of lotus. The intertwined breath mixed all the “indescribable” emotions into the long night of Yaochi, turning them into the hottest brand in the heart, and also into the lotus-yuan children who later filled the courtyard.

    Gu Baifei took off the cold robe of the God of Heaven and wore only a plain white pajamas. As soon as his fingertips touched Qinglian’s hanging hair, he felt the lotus fragrance wrapped around his fingertips, bringing with it her unique warmth and immortality.When he leaned over, his breath brushed against the lotus mark on her forehead, and the mark actually glowed with a faint soft light, seeming to echo the emotions surging in his heart.The protection of millions of years, the twists and turns in reincarnation, and the protection during tribulations all turned into the warmth of her palms at this moment, slowly covering her from the top of her hair to her shoulders.

    Qinglian’s eyelashes quivered slightly, and when she opened her eyes, his figure was reflected in her eyes, as well as the moonlight outside the window.She curled up into his arms, hooked her fingertips on his clothes, pressed her cheek against his warm chest, and listened to the steady and powerful heartbeat, which was like the tranquility of a night vigil in Qingya Mountain.”The moon in the heaven is not as smokey as the one in Qingya Mountain.” She murmured softly, with a bit of lazy caress in her tone.

    Gu Baifei chuckled, held her waist tightly, and led her to the soft couch beside the hot spring. He brushed the condensed moisture in her hair with his palm: “With you here, the moon will be the same everywhere.” His fingertips brushed the lotus pattern jade bracelet on her wrist, which was a token of friendship between the two in ancient times.

    Circles of ripples suddenly appeared in the lotus pond outside the window, and the pond full of purple lotus blossomed quietly in the middle of the night. The petals trembled slightly, sending the lotus fragrance farther.The hot spring water vapor in the dormitory was mixed with lotus fragrance and enveloped the two people embracing each other. Gu Baifei lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows. His movements were gentle but with unmistakable affection. The bond that had lasted for thousands of years was melted into this kiss.Qinglian closed her eyes slightly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and held tighter the love that spanned the world of immortals and demons.

    As the night deepens, the moon in Yaochi disappears into the clouds, and only the fragrance of lotus and warmth remain in the bedroom.The tenderness of this night is the gentleness of Heaven that sheds its majesty, the open-hearted reliance of Zilian, and the origin of the addition of immortal heirs to the Lotus Palace. After all, the great road of heaven and earth originally contains the principle of yin and yang harmonizing, and love spreading among all things. The love of gods is profound and meaningful, and also hides the most authentic perfection in the world.

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