Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

With Xia Qingluo holding her, he stretched out his right hand and pinched Xia Qingluo's hair.

It's really too short. It's just a slip of the trend, and the hair slides out like jade fingers.

Don't you dare look in the mirror with long hair?

Yunqing asked to watch carefully. In fact, this short hair is also very beautiful.

In short, he is green and looks good in any way.

Yunqing made me laugh.

The finger crossed Xia Qingluo's cheek. The voice was as beautiful as a spring. It was low and exciting. "Forget it. It's a big deal. Let's start over..."

Speaking of this, Yunqing let her hand stagnate and start over?

The two of them started a thousand years ago. In fact, they are not beautiful at all.

It's just that after being together, they are very smart not to mention it.

At that time, he was forced to bind a life and death contract with her.

She wants to run away. He wants to kill her.

I really dare not recall that scene.

When two people love each other deeply, the first shadow seems to fade out of their lives.

How good it is now. Their beginning is his hero to save the United States.

The two of them are a piece of white paper, which can draw the most beautiful picture according to their own wishes.

The heart that has been uneasy is really put down at the moment.

Yunqing even had some joy.

He quietly left Xia Qingluo's side and put the hugging bear into her arms.

Really like a child.

He was silent in the bedroom for a moment. A touch of moonlight projected into the room through the gap of the curtain, giving it a soft and romantic luster.

The line of sight swept slowly. Yunqing let Junmei frown slightly and looked at a big poster under the desk.

He didn't know it was a poster yet.

He looked up again at the pictures pasted on the walls around him, and his eyebrows frowned more and more tightly.

This is the same person, a handsome man, who can be called Jianmei Xingmu, but when compared with Yunqing, he became tacky in an instant.

There is another line on the picture, my male god Moda~~

Yunqing made me unhappy.

Meimoda didn't understand what it meant, but it was certain that she had ideas about the man when she hung the man's portrait in her bedroom.

Therefore, those three words may be a way to express love.

The more you think about it, the more unhappy you are.

This man is not as good-looking as him.

If you hang up, you should hang up with him.

The index finger moved slightly, trying to erase all these paintings and leave his face. At last, he sighed and put them down slowly.

If all the people are changed, Xia Qingluo will be frightened in the morning.

For more than half a year, she has been scared to death. He can't bear it.

Yunqing had no choice but to stop seeing it.

On the desk, there were things he didn't know except books and pens.

Such cognition makes Yunqing unhappy.

Then I remembered that he had a lot to do.

There are many things to learn.

He came to the bed, bent over and printed a kiss on Xia Qingluo's forehead. His voice was soft and inaudible, "wait for me, my Qingqing, my good girl..."

Then he quietly withdrew from the border, flashed and came downstairs.

Step by step towards the ghosts.

Before he could speak, the evil spirits dispersed in a crowd.

If you don't have a leader, you'll see the power and run away.

Yunqing let me think for a moment, but he quietly set up an array here, which can avoid the invasion of these evil spirits when the heaven is not aware of it.