Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Although long Feiyu can be invisible, Xia Qingluo won't, so the two were just going to take a peek at the tiles on the roof.

Now, young master Lang follows, and Longfei is more interested.

"You'd better go and have a look. The evil spirit here is really strong." Yunqing let a faint opening, and his hand slowly released,

Mr. Lang nodded. He also knew that the yard was unusual. Since he met it, he couldn't stop looking at long Feiyu.

So the two men disappeared, and a faint invisible light and shadow fell into the yard and disappeared.

Xia Qingluo saw the appearance of Yun qingrang in front of her.

She suddenly widened her eyes, pointed to Yun qingrang and whispered, "did you change your clothes?"

"Yes."

Under the light night, Yunqing let him wear a blue shirt, with a blue jade sash at his waist.

The body is tall and slender, and the face is like jade.

But his attentive eyes made her heart suddenly tremble. It was as deep as the sea and as surging waves. She couldn't help muttering, "master, you... Have you been following us?"

"Yes."

"Are you worried about me?"

Yunqing let him sigh and stared at her, but he didn't move. For a long time, he said softly, "I'm afraid you won't recognize anyone again."

After saying that, he saw the water vapor in Xia Qingluo's eyes. Under the indifferent moonlight, a little luster was shining. What else did he not understand.

Yunqing's mind suddenly jumped with joy.

She brushed her sleeves and leaned over with an elegant demeanor, gently tucked a lock of green silk stained on her cheek behind her ears.

A string in Xia Qingluo's heart was broken.

How can she be so attached to Yunqing.

And now she knows that she is so greedy for this silk tenderness.

Even if it is a moth to the fire, is it willing to burn the body?

At the moment, she doesn't want to think about three years later, or how Yunqing will wake up. She doesn't want to consider her gains and losses.

Want to win Yunqing's tenderness from the desire at the bottom of my heart.

Xia Qingluo slowly stretched out her hand and hugged yunqingrang's waist. She said softly and firmly, "as long as you don't turn over, I won't turn over."

The eyes are clear, the lips of Fei color are wearing a smile, and the smart eyes are turning cunningly. Yunqing makes my heart drunk.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qingluo's words could not be heard in the beautiful Bi Luo sky, in the luxurious palace, and on the blue sea. Now they are heard on people's roofs.

Some funny, some satisfied.

But he just looked down at Xia Qingluo.

"What do you mean? Why don't you talk..." Xia Qingluo stamped her feet urgently. Unexpectedly, the tiles under her feet were crushed by her. In the silent night, they were crisp and shiny.

"Who..."

"There's someone there!"

The servant girls and servants screamed repeatedly, and the servants of the yard came one after another.

Yunqing asked him to wave his sleeves, rolled up Xia Qingluo and galloped out of the yard.

Like a meteor, it dies in the blink of an eye.

The people below looked for a long time, but they didn't see any. They had to give up.

Xia Qingluo leaned against yunqingrang's arms. Suddenly, Xia Qingluo figured it out and grabbed yunqingrang's skirt. At this time, the two fell on the crown of a big tree.

Just outside the yard of Bai mansion.

Long Feiyu and Mr. Lang are still here. Of course, they can't just leave.

Xia Qingluo looked at yunqingrang's face and felt sweet. She suddenly stood on tiptoe and happily printed several bites on yunqingrang's thin lips.