Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1119 Wushuang, I love you! (2)
Ling Wushuang looked back and continued to follow her long hair, and lazily responded, "Not bad."

The injury he suffered in Donghuang is completely healed, and his strength has also improved a lot. It is a pity that he did not break through that barrier in one go. However, everything must be done step by step and cannot be accomplished overnight. Ling Wushuang still understands, so he just sighed lazily. .

The two of them retreated together, or to be more precise, this time Lou Junyan accompanied Ling Wushuang to retreat together. In layman's terms, it was to protect her, because although the practice in Lei Zhongchi was twice the result with half the effort, Ling Wushuang had never entered there before. , Lou Junyan followed just in case.

"That's right, you're making rapid progress." Lou Junyan glanced up and down, smiled and nodded.

Below the Leizhong Pond is a dimension of thunder and lightning formed in ancient times. In addition, it is in the center of the fallen star forest, and because of this unique geographical location, it has become a polar place where the power of heaven and earth is intertwined with the aura of all things. The best place to practice is of course the place Lou Junyan has always chosen for his retreat.

Ling Wushuang was in a good mood, raised his head, and said arrogantly, "Of course."

Lou Junyan smiled but said nothing, the color of his bright red lips looked extremely bewitching in the sunlight pouring down like golden sand, against the curve of the corners of his mouth that gradually emerged gracefully, like ripples in a lake, it was so beautiful Thrilling.

"Lie away, don't seduce me." Ling Wushuang snorted at him, but squinted at the man next to him from the corner of his eye, murmured indistinctly, with slender fingers and a light hook with his bare hands, he continued to do his own thing wholeheartedly. thing.

If this man teases her twice with this posture, she can't guarantee that she won't pounce on him.

Lou Junyan was startled for a moment, and then laughed out loud, clear and mellow, low and deep, like the sound of an ancient attack, instantly invading every corner of this world, including the woman beside him of course.

Ling Wushuang looked back and gave Lou Junyan a blank look, but he could see his body leaning forward, his big palm protruding out, his fingers were slender, but in Ling Wushuang's eyes at this moment, it was like a pair of demon palms hooking towards his position.

"Hey!" Qing Mou stared slightly, Ling Wushuang's reaction was not slow at all, her dexterous body rushed out like a fish swimming in a lake, but, even if she was so quick, she was still caught by someone. He clasped his shoulders.

She staggered under her feet, and after a while, Ling Wushuang fell back into Lou Junyan's arms with a thud. Her fingertips instantly felt the heat under the cold skin of her chest, and her heart also beat violently for a few moments. Down.

"Wu Shuang, why are you running?" Lou Junyan's low smile came from next to his ear.

Ling Wushuang raised her eyes, and found the deceptively gentle color in Lou Junyan's cold eyes in the intersection of sunlight and shadow. "Which eye of yours saw me run away?"

This man really made up his mind to seduce her today, but she still doesn't have the ability to fight back, what should I do?
Lou Junyan raised his eyebrows with great interest. He was never someone who would argue with Ling Wushuang, or he preferred to fight. So, almost at the moment Ling Wushuang finished his sentence, his demonic palm was still in his arms. The woman in the middle stretched out, "Didn't you run away?"

This time Ling Wushuang just gave up resisting, and the slender arm was very actively hooked up, wrapping around Lou Junyan's neck, his clear eyes slightly closed, his posture seemed to be ready for a big battle.

Come on, whoever is afraid!

But what is surprising is that Lou Junyan's hand brushed her cheek as if absent, and his slender fingers passed into her hair, gently stroking it, his deep eyes focused, his movements strong and gentle.

Ling Wushuang couldn't feel the man's next move for a long time. The hand around his neck stopped, and he couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes. There was a little confusion and ignorance at the bottom of the eyes, which were restrained from the mountains and rivers. It seemed that he hadn't reacted.

Lou Junyan looked at Shang Ling Wushuang's unguarded gaze, and then moved away as if nothing had happened after touching it lightly. His thin red lips curved and relaxed, and his magnetic and moving voice overflowed, "What are you thinking about?"

While speaking, the man's eyes had already returned to Ling Wushuang's sinuous fall to the ground, half of which slid into the blue hair in the lake water, and his big hand helped her to follow it gently, and there was still a light gleam of water around his fingertips.

After realizing that he had been tricked by someone, Ling Wushuang's cheeks were stained with a crimson glow, and then he slowly uttered a few words, almost squeezed out between his teeth, "You did it on purpose .”

God, she has never been so ashamed!

"Huh?" Lou Junyan laughed lightly, with an expression that he didn't do anything.

Black lines suddenly covered Ling Wushuang's face, and he subconsciously wanted to grab the man's skirt, but his hands slid down and touched his hot and cold skin, and he couldn't help raising his palm out in anger, ruthlessly It slapped him hard on the chest, and there was a crisp sound accompanied by the sound of the lake water rushing.

Lou Junyan curled his lips silently, clasped Ling Wushuang's hand accurately, and wrapped her fumbling hand with a light and casual grip, and his hoarse tone was already tinged with danger, "Don't move around. "

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, Ling Wushuang has always been clever and cunning, and he calmed down after a few whimpers, and he didn't forget to secretly calculate when she would have to wait until she could turn around.

Lou Junyan shook his head helplessly, bent down, held a basin of lake water in his big palm, and began to comb and wash the long hair of the woman in his arms. Although the movements looked awkward and clumsy, his expression was extremely serious. It's like doing a major event about the survival of the world.

Lou Junyan's hands had held a weapon, been stained with blood, held a letter, and pressed a seal, but none of them were as serious as gently cupping a heart, which made him treat it with such care.

The clear water slid across his hair, shuttled through his fingertips, and the smudged light flowed back into the lake. The shallow doting color in the depths of Lou Junyan's dark red pupils fluctuated, and the corners of his mouth became more and more clear. The mood is very good, as if completing a big project.

Ling Wushuang was in a lazy posture, lying in Lou Junyan's arms with his plain face facing the sky. After a while, he changed his position and lay on his lap, enjoying the man's rare service. His long black hair ran down one side, and the tip of his tail Blooming in the lake water.

Of course, Ling Wushuang could only grit his teeth and endure the pain from occasionally pulling a hair.

"Jun Yan." The drowsy Ling Wushuang slapped on Lou Junyan's lap, opening and closing his eyes. At this moment, he didn't know what he thought of. He moved his body and looked back at the man who was still washing her hair very seriously. .

Lou Junyan didn't look sideways, and Ling Wushuang's hair faded away from the place where his big palm stroked, and it was as smooth as ice silk. After a long while, he heard him say in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter."

(End of this chapter)