Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"... HMM." Xia Qingluo in her arms is delicate and soft, and her fragrance comes with the wind repeatedly. Yunqing makes her eyes pass a soft light.

But I know that Xiaoyao is a person who can make progress.

So, his expression was still indifferent, and he looked at Xia Qingluo with some alienation. He wanted to get her guarantee.

In this way, we can safely leave the little demon here.

Xia Qingluo's heart is stagnant. She tossed and turned for a long time last night. There are yunqingrang's figures in her eyes and mind.

In any case, it lingers.

Bit by bit, like a trickle, the relationship between the two people, from the killing at the beginning to the warmth and closeness now, but I don't know how many things have happened to today.

Xia Qingluo likes Yunqing to treat her like this.

But I was worried.

Worried that all this would be messed up by her.

So, last night, I even thought, if yunqingrang was as cold as before.

However, once Yunqing was really indifferent, Xia Qingluo felt sour in her heart and her eyes seemed to be wet.

It tastes bad.

Xia Qingluo stared at the cold and alienated cloud qingrang, and didn't know what to do.

The body was a little stiff and slowly left yunqingrang's chest.

She can play tricks and act coquettish with him, but that's when yunqingrang can connive at her.

However, this situation made her a little timid.

There are also some grievances.

What does Yunqing mean? Knowing that the people of qingluan sect have no kindness to her, they still insist on letting her go back.

In fact, Xia Qingluo didn't intend to go back after she came here.

Moreover, when she first came, didn't Yun qingrang have promised that he would always accompany her as long as she wanted.

Did you forget what you said so soon?

Xia Qingluo was angry at the same time.

When he was like this, he still had a cold face, like a thousand years of ice and snow.

Xia Qingluo loosened her hand with a brush.

He glared at Yun qingrang fiercely, "if I don't go, I just don't go."

Read a pithy formula and step on it when you attract a flying sword.

He flew to the green grass and walked angrily towards the waterfall in front.

The little angry man turned his face when he said he turned his face. Yunqing rubbed his forehead with a headache.

With a flash of body shape, she appeared in front of Xia Qingluo. Xia Qingluo suddenly stopped, twisted her neck, and didn't see Yun qingrang.

"You are really promising..." Yunqing didn't get angry, but looked at her with a smile.

The eyes are very calm, without a trace of superfluous emotion.

"I won't go back with you anyway."

"Then what do you want to do here?" Yunqing let the hand hanging on his side clench, and his eyes were as light as snow. "Do you want to eat, drink and have fun with Nangong Li?"

"Not necessarily with him."

"Why, are there many people here who eat, drink and have fun with you?" Yunqing asked faintly.

"Not much. It's better than your sect."

"Really?"

Yunqing asks him to stretch out his hand and pull Xia Qingluo. With a backhand clasp, he hugs Xia Qingluo in his arms.

He clasped Xia Qingluo's waist with his left hand and touched his fingertips, which brought unspeakable tremor. His right hand stroked Xia Qingluo's wide eyed face.

The fingertips with light luster pass by, bringing flowers one after another.

Xia Qingluo didn't know how to react.

Yunqing asked her not to give her time to respond. She put her fingers on her delicate lips and wandered around, lingering abnormally.

After a few breaths, he bowed his head and kissed it.

Two lips touch, just know, each other is how eager.

On the green grass, a pair of beautiful people embrace each other and fall in profusion. It seems that even time has been drunk.