Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Yunqing asked innocently.

Xia Qingluo looked at Xiang Yunqing angrily. She was long and jade. The whole person was plated with a light golden light by the brilliant sun.

His facial features are very beautiful.

But his bearing is better than his facial features.

At this time, his eyes were slightly innocent, and his eyes seemed to hide thousands of stars.

At a glance, people can't remember where they are.

How can such an excellent God be a person for tens of thousands of years.

The goddesses around him are unknown.

"This lotus must be your romantic debt."

"What are you talking about?" Yun Qing asked Jun Mei to frown. He really didn't understand.

The key is that this is his first taste of love. In fact, he is not very rich in experience. In addition, he met Xia Qingluo who did not play cards according to common sense.

So, sometimes, I really can't touch my head.

But he's smart.

Once you encounter such a state, it is wise to say little or even nothing.

Or ask directly.

Like now.

He really didn't understand when he got into romantic debt.

Xia Qingluo looked at him and said angrily, "is this lotus the woman you met when you reincarnated?

Since ancient times, people only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

You didn't know you were the reincarnated emperor at that time. You just wanted to grow old with this woman.

But then no one expected an accident. The mortal woman lost her life to save you.

After the awakening of memory, you naturally don't want to stop like this. You can't find her soul anywhere, even the trace of reincarnation.

It's really poor, green and yellow. There are no two places.

But I didn't expect her to become a lotus, did I? "

Xia Qingluo's brain thought of many stems. This is just one of them.

She still has several versions of the soul stirring story that she hasn't told Yun qingrang.

Yunqing was stunned by what Xia Qingluo said.

I have to admire the amazing girl in front of me, who is even angry and has bright eyes. The structure of the brain is really complex.

In such a short time, a play book came out.

Yun qingrang is also drunk.

But he chuckled.

"How dare you laugh?" Xia Qingluo stamped her feet angrily.

Seeing Xia Qingluo's lovely appearance, Yunqing really couldn't help it.

So he stretched out his arm and grabbed the girl who made up the story in front of him. As soon as he tried hard, he was imprisoned in his arms.

Hang your head slightly.

Nose to nose.

The two people's breath naturally blended together, slowly with a trace of heat, and the cloud cleared let the dark eyes flash a little bit of fine starlight.

Xia Qingluo's eyes were shrouded in a layer of water mist, hazy. I didn't know whether she was moved or angry by her own story just now.

It's watery anyway.

Her cheek was reddish, and it seemed to spread a red cloud.

Her nose exudes tiny beads of sweat, and her ruddy lips are slightly open.

The other party's temperature came through the skin.

Silky as water.

Xia Qingluo was wronged and unhappy. However, relying on yunqingrang's arms, the place with a sharp heart still rippled sweetly.

Yunqing was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Xia Qingluo struggled a little, recovered and stared at Yun qingrang. "Am I wrong?"

"Qingqing..." Yunqing let a low and slightly magnetic voice ring out, "are you jealous?"

This kind of cognition makes Yunqing very happy.