Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The horn like moon fluttered out of the clouds.

The light and color of the lake are like a dream.

At the middle of the month, Xia Qingluo's hands and feet were soft, powerless and paralyzed in Yunqing's chest, panting slightly.

She grabbed Xia Qingluo's little hand, and Yunqing let her caress the girl in her arms, like a treasure.

His voice sounded low and decadent next to Xia Qingluo's ear, "the eighth day of next month is a auspicious day, sunny, suitable for marriage..."

"HMM..." Xia Qingluo replied lazily, feeling sleepy.

"What do you mean?" Yun Qing asked him to caress the greasy shoulder of the man in his arms, and the tone was dark.

"Just know what I mean."

"What do you know?"

"The eighth day of next month is a good day." Xia Qingluo said noncommittally.

Yunqing let Xia Qingluo know that she was tired. She didn't understand her meaning at all. She was too urgent and loved each other. The self-control that he was proud of disappeared from her.

"We'll get married on the eighth day of next month." Yunqing asked him to make it clear.

"Get married?" Xia Qingluo understood this time. She raised her body, and a beautiful hair fell on yunqingrang's body, tangled with his black hair. She suddenly remembered that sentence and asked, "is this what it means to get married?"

Yunqing asked to look at the two people's hair. Their eyes were dark. They were silent for a moment and nodded, "yes."

Xia Qingluo was a little confused.

In the past, she probably didn't think so seriously about whether the two people were married. Many immortals became immortal couples. They all worshipped heaven and earth and made an oath with the yuan God.

And does she really want to be so formal with Yunqing?

She just got married. Her parents were still in front of the hospital bed and didn't know anything.

Xia Qingluo's eyes were dim. Instead of looking at the clouds, she stared at the bright sky outside the cabin. It was so bright, clear and boundless, but why did she only see the boundless vastness.

Yunqing makes Xia Qingluo aware that there is something wrong with her mood.

My heart sank. Is Xia Qingluo unwilling to marry him?

What is she hesitating about? Isn't she good enough?

Is it because Nangong left?

The mind turned a thousand times. Some words reached the tip of the tongue, rolled and swallowed back.

With a helpless sigh, he straightened up and stretched out his long arm, holding Xia Qingluo in his arms, "I know you're worried. You want your parents' blessing, right?"

"HMM." Xia Qingluo nodded and said stuffy, "and I'm not ready to take the flower sedan."

"Why?"

"I don't think it's true."

untrue?

What's the reason?

His eyes were heavy, and Yun qingrang suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, with the evil charm and unruly that rarely appeared on him. His body moved and his voice was provocative, "do you want to come back and let you know if you are dreaming."

Xia Qingluo didn't dare to move her hips when she was held up by some kind of hot heat. She was worried that it would be dark when she came back.

But the heart was stirred and trembled for a while. She said in a busy voice, "it's true, it's incomparable."

Yunqing let chuckle.

It seems very pleasant.

As soon as he turned over, he pulled Xia Qingluo down and hugged him, "although I don't like the traditional etiquette, I don't want to wrong you."

"Well, I know."

Xia Qingluo is full of love. She reaches out her hand and hugs Yunqing's thin waist. She feels that she has been spoiled recently.

Yunqing is so kind that she plans everything for her. She shouldn't be so awkward.