A passerby in Xiuxian novel becomes a popular figure through farming

The two of them were in the same family.

Mu Yunxi also said in the letter that she would have a baby in about two months, and asked her to remember to come back.

If she didn't come back, she wouldn't pass the thunder tribulation.

Can human power prevent her from not passing the thunder tribulation?

It looked like a joke, but Yu Wanqing felt that Mu Yunxi could really do it.

"If you add two months, Brother Pastor will only be in seclusion for half a year, and he will pass the thunder tribulation."

Yu Wanqing wrote back to Mu Yunxi, asking him to rest assured in seclusion, and that she would be careful in the Monster Forest, and that she would definitely go back within two months.

Ji Lingyuan watched Yu Wanqing writing. Yu Wanqing became gentler after picking up the pen, diluting her usual coldness and becoming quiet and elegant.

Ji Lingyuan unconsciously approached, and the rich fragrance of flowers came over, teasing his nerves, as strong as a spider web that wrapped him layer by layer.

The remaining rationality was like a prey caught in a spider web, unable to struggle.

Yu Wanqing, who was writing, suddenly felt a warm breath on her neck, and the hot feeling almost burned her.

"Who!"

Yu Wanqing turned around and fell into a hot embrace, and a quick low gasp sounded in her ears.

The hands that wanted to resist were held by a familiar force, and Ji Lingyuan's eyes were already full of lust.

Someone could actually get close to her when she was completely unaware!

Yu Wanqing struggled hard, and this development looked so familiar.

Ji Lingyuan hugged her tightly, raised his hand and gently stroked her neck, ignoring Yu Wanqing's struggle. Although he was a clone, with his realm, Yu Wanqing's struggle could only be said to be weak.

Various spells bombarded around Ji Lingyuan, but they had no effect at all.

Ji Lingyuan raised his hand to hold the back of her head, and moved his lips close to hers, and the red lips pressed together, from shallow to deep, the kiss was overbearing and fierce.

It seemed that he wanted to rub her into his body.

"Wu... Don't wu..."

The sudden kiss caught Yu Wanqing off guard like a storm, prying open her lips and teeth without rebuttal, hooking her tongue and entwining.

The fragrance that made Ji Lingyuan unable to control himself became stronger and stronger, especially between her lips and teeth, which made Ji Lingyuan want to plunder desperately.

The quick and heavy kiss was accompanied by a rapid swallowing sound, as if he was a pedestrian in the desert, and the saliva in her lips and teeth was the only source of water he could find.

"Oooooh... Chenglan you bastard!"

The familiar way of kissing made Yu Wanqing quickly find the culprit.

Chenglan?

Ji Lingyuan's mind was completely controlled by lust, but he also knew that it was the name of his sword.

Is he...

Have they already...

After the kiss, Ji Lingyuan leaned against Yu Wanqing's forehead and panted, his warm breath sprayed on her cheek, intertwined with her breath, making Yu Wanqing very uncomfortable.

Ji Lingyuan stroked Yu Wanqing's cheek with his big hand, pressed his fingers on Yu Wanqing's red lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Have I done this before..."

Yu Wanqing didn't want to hear his question at all: "You bastard, I thought you were a Chinese medicine!"

"Let me go!"

After getting the answer, Ji Lingyuan no longer cared and directly picked up Yu Wanqing by the waist. Yu Wanqing didn't even see him walk, and in the blink of an eye, the two appeared in the room.

Yu Wanqing wanted to resist, but the spiritual power spell had no effect on him, and the flying sword would not be able to get close to him.

Ji Lingyuan put Yu Wanqing on the bed and pressed her under him. Yu Wanqing looked at him with a storm in his eyes, and wondered if this man was really not sick?

For example, being in heat at any time...

His kiss came again. The more Yu Wanqing struggled, the more fiercely he kissed her. He locked her in his arms, and every move was an irrefutable gesture.

The bed curtain fell, and the corner blown by the wind could only see the two people's overlapping bodies. The hair fell on the bed. The same pure black hair, but one of them gradually turned white when she was in love.

The moon set and the sun rose, the sun rose and the moon set...

Yu Wanqing couldn't remember how long it had been. She fainted and woke up several times. She had long lost the concept of time.

On the carved bed lay a man and a woman hugging each other. The man had woken up. His snow-like silver hair was scattered on the pillow, slightly covering his face that could be called a demon.

Even so, it was difficult to hide his peerless elegance, especially his appearance that seemed like a banished immortal, which made people unforgettable at a glance.

At this moment, Ji Lingyuan was wearing a loose shirt with most of his chest exposed. Coupled with the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked so charming and charming.

The woman was held tightly in the man's arms, revealing only her slender neck and white calves. Her snow-like skin was covered with dense kiss marks, indicating the madness of last night.

The woman held in the man's arms frowned, as if she had a nightmare, and murmured to herself: "Asshole... stop..."

Ji Lingyuan, who was watching Yu Wanqing in a daze, suddenly heard this and couldn't help laughing softly.

He was just a clone.

This is a bastard.

How can she bear it in the future?

Thinking of this, Ji Lingyuan's eyes became deeper.

The eyelashes of the woman who was mumbling in her sleep trembled slightly, and Ji Lingyuan's originally gentle expression was slightly restrained. I don't know what he thought of to disguise his appearance again.

Some things can only be done step by step. Although they have been together for a short time, Ji Lingyuan feels that Lingyuan Xianjun, the supreme elder of Lingxu Sect, is not an identity she will accept.

Yu Wanqing woke up slowly and felt sore all over. She cursed the playboy in her heart. He tortured her to death even though he didn't really do it.

When Yu Wanqing opened her eyes, she saw a pair of black eyes looking at her with a smile.

Yu Wanqing was a little surprised: "Why didn't you leave?"

Ji Lingyuan was even more surprised: "Why should I leave?"

You disappeared when you woke up before.

Yu Wanqing moved her body and found that she was still in his arms: "Let go, I want to put on clothes."

"Okay."

Ji Lingyuan took his hand away. The body covered by the wide sleeves was naked and covered with traces of lust.

"Ah!" Yu Wanqing quickly covered herself with Ji Lingyuan's sleeves and looked for a quilt everywhere, and then she found that they had never used a quilt before.

Now the quilt was pressed under Ji Lingyuan as a mattress.

Yu Wanqing looked at Ji Lingyuan and caught the ridicule in his eyes accurately.

"You seem to have become... shameless." Yu Wanqing was a little uncertain. She just felt that her first impression of this person was completely different from the current person.

Maybe she was wrong from the beginning.

This person is just a sex-hungry ghost.

Ji Lingyuan heard the laughter, and his white jade chest rose and fell, and every rise and fall brought unspeakable charm and power.

Lingyuan Immortal Lord, who often lived in Hanshuang Peak and devoted himself to Taoism, was obsessed with lust, and it was more than just shameless.

The emotions that had been abandoned for many years surged like a tide and could not be controlled. No wonder the clone was unwilling to return to the original body. Such emotions would make the Immortal Lord, who was sitting in the hall and was determined to ascend, fall into unprecedented madness.