Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Yunqing asked to pat Xia Qingluo's head and smiled, "the heavenly Father also exists like the Father God. We shouldn't think of him with such a heart."

Yes, the God is also the Lord of heaven and earth. Like the Father God, he overthrew the rule of the God family and established a new era.

Naturally, his way of doing things and ideas cannot be judged like ordinary people.

Xia Qingluo feels that she has been a mortal for too long, and her handling of some things has become a little soft.

You know, these heavenly gods will not be afraid of any sacrifice in order to maintain the stability of the six worlds at the necessary time.

"Then I'll go to the Star Palace first..."

"OK..." Yunqing asked to rub Xia Qingluo's hair and said in a low voice, "remember to come back in the evening."

"Well, OK."

"I'll wait for you." Yun Qing asked softly.

Xia Qingluo took a backhand grip, fine tuned her eyebrows and joked, "Xiao Yunzhi, wash it and spoil you when your sister comes back."

Yunqing choked.

The strange feeling filled his limbs from the bottom of his heart, and his heart rippled. Yunqing let his star eyes with Fei color and pinched Xia Qingluo's face, "you little demon, who will be your sister?"

Xia Qingluo pinched the soft meat in Yunqing's waist and smiled, "come on, sister, listen..."

Yunqing's eyes and eyebrows are spoiled in a mess. He can't help it anymore. He pulls Xia Qingluo over, lowers his head and kisses the delicate red lips.

A wisp of breeze rolled up the petals on the white jade in front of the hall, and several red poplar willow leaves were unwilling to dance with the wind.

The light and shadow are blurred. A white shirt and a blue dress are intertwined together, as if forever!

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It is still Fuzhou in September.

It rained last night, and the petals of many Osmanthus fragrans trees fell to the ground. They were scattered on the bluestone road. The green trees were hung with a layer of moisture, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Du Xiaodu grabbed his peony clothes embroidered with gold silk, looked forward with some worry, and didn't know what to do.

I don't know what means Yitian played. The city master of Fuzhou suddenly fell unconscious.

After grandpa Du knew the news, he naturally went alone.

After all, the marriage is not certain, and it is impossible to take your granddaughter to your future husband's house.

Although Du Xiaodu was curious, what would Yousheng be like during the day.

But he still remembered Yitian's words and stayed in the inn honestly.

I didn't go anywhere.

However, Yitian has never seen a trace since that night.

She sat in the backyard bored, staring at the sky in a daze.

At this time, he suddenly covered Du Xiaodu's eyes with both hands. The girl's sweet voice sounded behind him, "guess who I am?"

Du Xiaodu smiled, "who is it? Let me guess, is it a gardenia?"

The girl a Zhi pouted, loosened her hand and sat beside Du Xiaodu, "Du Xiaodu, it's not fun. You guessed it every time..."

Du Xiaodu smiled: "who told you to play this trick every time, all boring?"

A Zhi blinked: "Du Xiaodu, guess what I'm doing to you this time?"

Du Xiaodu was stunned and a bad idea came out of his brain.

The corners of her mouth gave a stiff smile.

A Zhi took out a beautiful jade hairpin from her cuff like a treasure. The beads were light and lovely. "My brother said that little girls like this. He bought it for you."

Du Xiaodu waved his hand again and again, "ah Zhi, take it back to your brother. I can't take it..."