Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Yunqing asked him to see that the etiquette had been completed. He waved the others back and took Xia Qingluo to his hall.

Fuxiang shadow, purple gauze floating in front of the window of the main hall.

The ground paved with white jade and gemstones is as warm as flowing water.

Yunqing asks Xia Qingluo to hold her hand and move forward slowly.

"God leaves Feng Xi in the mirror and is still sleeping. I'll take you to see it another day."

"Hmm..." Xia Qingluo was stunned before nodding, but she tilted her head and looked at Yun qingrang. Her fingers hooked the back of his hand. "If you didn't deduce the future, would you tell me about God leaving the mirror?"

"Yes," Yunqing asked without thinking.

"Ha ha..." Xia Qingluo smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Yunqing was stunned by some unknown reason.

"I laugh at your answer."

"Qingqing......" Yunqing let her frown, stopped and faced Xia Qingluo with a doubt in her eyes.

Xia Qingluo stretched out her hand, smoothed Yunqing's frowns and smiled jokingly, "I don't mean to make fun of you, but if you don't deduce the future, you won't tell me about Fengxi."

Yunqing choked.

His face was a little crimson. It was unclear whether he was ashamed or noisy.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

It makes Yunqing speechless. Xia Qingluo thinks it feels great.

She turned her eyes slightly and smiled, "it's not that you deliberately hide it. It's if you never know that we misunderstood it. Naturally, you won't take it to heart."

Yunqing asked him to stretch out his hand. Xia Qingluo jumped into his arms like a butterfly. Yunqing asked him to smile, "smart mouth..."

Then he turned around and flew into his bedroom with Xia Qingluo.

The eyes were as deep as the secluded sea. With an evil smile, Xia Qingluo was thrown on the big bed suspended like clouds.

The breeze slowly intoxicated the fragrance of the ground.

His jade hand brushed the slightly opened door of the temple. After a few breaths, it was closed by a sudden wind.

Xia Qingluo put her hands on the big bed, raised her watery eyes and looked at Yun qingrang.

The affection there flows out inadvertently, making Xia Qingluo's soft face with a trace of charming spring.

Such a Xia Qingluo is obviously fatal.

Yunqing asked him not to hesitate. Between several virtual shadows, he clasped Xia Qingluo in his arms

"Qingqing..."

"Well..."

"This time there is no barrier of reincarnation between us."

"Live the same life as heaven?"

"Well," said Yun Qing in a low voice.

Xia Qingluo looked at Junyan in front of her and suddenly remembered a problem. She held Yun qingrang's face and said, "I think of a problem."

"What's the problem?" Yunqing asked carelessly, stroking the soft meat around Xia Qingluo's waist.

"Giggle..." Xia Qingluo only felt a burst of itching in her waist and couldn't help giggling. She twisted a few times and said with unstable breath, "don't make trouble first. My problem is very serious."

Yunqing stopped his hand, his star eyes and voice were provocative, "you ask..."

"If we could live another 50000 years, would we always be together?"

"I don't understand what you mean?" Yunqing asked in a low voice.

"Fifty thousand years, what concept? I'm not good at math. I can't figure out how many days there are."

"What do you want to express?" Yun Qing asked slowly, but his eyes were a little deep.