The first calamity of the immortal of fast transmigration

Chapter 162 I am the favorite of men (38)
Lu Shuangyue danced that dance for him.

The crescent-white glazed jade dress reflects the girl's charming and charming face. Under the layered clothes, her soul-stirring figure is indistinct, faintly visible, dreamlike and unreal, so beautiful that it is disillusioned under the moonlight.

It seems that when the wind blows, it will..., so weak that the wind can't help it.

This dance is the "Shijiaoyue" that she once danced for Jinghua Mozun on the 99th heaven. Under the infinite Milky Way stars, the dance is all over the city and the country. It is as beautiful as the sky and the moon. .

In this situation, at this moment, the person in front of him is Murong Jing, and also her Demon King Jinghua.

After Jinghong danced, Lu Shuangyue walked down the Kyushu Terrace with a dazed expression, her delicate face blushing slightly from drunkenness, she was suddenly caught off guard, her slender and weak body was about to fall to the ground.

And in the next second, Murong Jing flew towards her, the world was turned upside down, and the alluring young man embraced her in his arms.

Embrace...full.

The slender waist was imprisoned by him, and Lu Shuangyue leaned halfway to his heart, her beautiful eyes fixed on the young man without even blinking.

Suddenly, at that moment, my heart throbbed.Lonely, desolate.

I fell down again!
Ha ha.

In the past 99 days, she fell down once, and fell into the arms of Jinghua Mozun.

This time, repeat the same mistakes.The scene of deja vu repeats itself, fate reincarnates, and she falls into his arms again.

Murong Jing is him, and Demon King Jinghua is him.

It's him anyway.

Lu Shuangyue's panic for a moment was reflected in Murong Jing's eyes, the charming young man lowered his voice, held her beautiful face in the palm of his hand, and asked in a trance, "What's wrong?"

Lu Shuangyue frowned, raised her beautiful face in his palm, and suddenly opened her lips, "Am I beautiful?"

"It couldn't be more beautiful." Murong Jing's eyes were fondling, and the long eyelashes of the boy's bewitching brushed over the tip of her upturned nose, showing gentle affection.

Lu Shuangyue lowered her eyes and stared at the crescent-white glazed jade dress on her body. For a moment, her pupils were as clear as jade and asked him, "Husband, what color looks best on me?"

"No color is as good-looking as yours." Murong Jing pursed her lips.Lu Shuangyue, you are the prettiest.

Lu Shuangyue half-supported in his arms, letting his fingertips linger around the three thousand black hairs behind her ears, slightly closed her brows and eyes and lifted her lips, "If I told you that I like the color of dragon robes, would you Get it for me?"

So, Murong Jing, I want the world, will you give it to me?

"Fortunately." Murong Jing held her tuft of satin hair and leaned down to lower her lips, her love for her was imprinted on her delicate face.

This is his promise to her.She wanted the dragon robe, and he gave her the world.She wants the world, and he fights the world for her.

The moment the young man's lips fell, Lu Shuangyue smiled desolately and indifferently, where the young man could not see, with a slight force on his fingertips, he picked up and dropped the dagger in his sleeve repeatedly.

Are you reluctant?

Ha ha.

The slap-sized little fox was wrapped around Lu Shuangyue's slender wrists, Xiaozheng couldn't wait to replace it with her body, pulled out her dagger and killed Murong Jing, "Shuangyue Huoshui is useless, it's just killing a male favorite, why don't you bear it?" of?"

After a while, the stupid fox came to his senses, and patted his own face with his cute paw, "No, after killing you, a troublesome male favorite, how can you let him conquer the world for you, and let you defeat his world?
So, don't kill him yet! "

The arrogant little fox hid the dagger directly, and Lu Shuangyue simply stopped torturing herself, since she was reluctant to attack him anyway.

(End of this chapter)