"Fei'er, do you remember the first time I met you?" Yang Jian gently hugged the girl in his arms. The two of them snuggled up, sitting in the green grass, watching the brilliant sunset in the sky turn into gold at the end of the sky.

"When I saw you for the first time, my long red hair and shy face, I knew that you were my **." Yang Jian gently stroked Fei'er's long hair and couldn't let it go.

"Why do you think of me?" Ophelia leaned her head tighter against Yang Jian's chest, as if this thick body could bring her a sense of security.

"Do you know?" Fei'er turned her head and looked at Yang Jian seriously, "Which time has you been away, Fei'er is really worried about death. If, if you die, Fei'er will lose her closest person. What's the point of living?"

"Brother Jian, I can't kill Xiaoqiang, how could it be so easy to die? Fei'er, you're overthinking." Yang Jian gently kissed Ophelia's forehead, and she closed her eyes.

When Ophelia opened her eyes, she saw a string of shining things in Yang Jian's hand.

"Is this?" Fei'er's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

It was a crystal necklace, the passionate and unrestrained fiery red symbolized youthful vitality, embedding the eternal and burning heart into the elegant and luxurious red crystal, the two complement each other and attracted her at once.

"Is this? for me?" Ophelia asked in disbelief.

"Of course", Yang Jian gently put a necklace on his girlfriend.

Now, Ophelia's fiery long hair and fiery red necklace were like a beautiful fire spirit, while Yang Jian seemed to be the elf knight who was guarding her.

"Do you like it?" Yang Jian looked up and down at the princess in his arms.

"I like everything you give me," Ophelia turned around and looked at his face.

Yang Jian took the opportunity to kiss her red lips, and time seemed to condense into eternity at this moment.

I don't know when night fell, and there were stars in the sky.

In addition to the snorkeling of the insects and frogs, there were also some rustling sounds in the grass. At first glance, it sounded like someone was crawling in the grass.

In the darkness, a tall figure stood up and patted the dust on himself, revealing a familiar face.

Boken was wearing a night-mounted dress, looking around with a gray head and a gray face.

"This young couple is really good," Boken said to himself, "You can make such a big noise in the grass. When I was young, my body couldn't stand such tossing."

"I don't know how to control myself," Boken turned red, but after all, he had been through a long battle and soon returned to his usual beauty.

"They are in love here, but Queen Scady is anxious."

Boken was about to turn around and called Yang Jian, but thought: "Such a beautiful scenery, a bad person and a good thing is really unwise."

"Well, let's teach this couple a happy night and make plans."

Boken took out an envelope, took out a signature pen, stroked it a few times, and then signed his name.

The content is as follows: Yang Jian, Her Majesty the Queen has important matters to discuss. If you receive this letter, please enter the palace as soon as possible and meet the emperor.

Boken threw the envelope gently, and it turned into a firefly-sized light elves, floating in the sky, and finally fell into a corner.
Chapter completed!