Rong Chenning saw that Ling Makeup was floating away along the water, and she was about to sink, and her heart was also panicked, so she was like a big bird, fluttering across the water, letting her body fall, blocking her downstream, and hugging her cold and soft body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the water, the human sensations are completely uncontrolled.

The agarwood pillow didn't know when to take it off, Ling Makeup choked on several mouthfuls of water inexplicably, but he still remembered the old and the young in his heart.

She didn't know how she wrapped around Rong Chenning's neck, wrapping around her head like a flexible and boundless aquatic weed.

Rong Chenning was like a traveler struggling in the arid desert, ignoring her suffocating posture, hugged her body tightly, found her lips, and took a breath.

This breath is like the golden immortal qi of the flying immortals outside the sky, endless, and he used up his last trace of true strength, and he felt that he had no regrets in his heart.

In the rippling blue waves, Ling Xiang was already a drowning person at first, and he had no consciousness.

Fortunately, Rong Chenning told her to endure the hardships that were not enough, and in the rippling blue waves, her mind gradually cleared up, and she said eagerly: "Save people, someone is drowning." ”

In the moonlight, her face was as pale as paper, and the waves of water wet her hair and scattered it like a waterfall.

He took it in his hands, and loved it with all sorts of love.

Gently called: "Roujia, Roujia." ”

Ling Xiang was tense, but he couldn't say anything.

Rong Chenning is an extremely sensitive person, and in such a light and loving person, he still found Ling Makeup's resistance, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

However, Ling Xiang's mind was a little confused, and he didn't notice his strange appearance, but subconsciously turned around to search for the figures of the old man and the young man on the stream.

The river breeze is lonely, the water is turbulent, where are there any human voices? Not to mention people, even the bamboo raft has disappeared without a trace.

Everything was like an illusion, Ling Makeup couldn't help but be in a trance, and he couldn't even tell whether the old and the young had really appeared.

"Rou Jia, if there are only you and me left in heaven and earth, can't you pretend to me at all?" Rong Chenning gently bit her earlobe, the watery soft touch, so that he couldn't tell whether he had bitten it or not.

Ling Xiang felt a slight tingling.

Turning his head, the person in front of him was so close that he bit his lip for some reason, and a gorgeous red on his lips rippled in the water, and then washed away......

For some reason, the pain between his eyebrows and eyes crashed into his eyes in a gesture that he had never seen before, and it was so real.

She suddenly felt the sharp pain that she couldn't ask for, and her heart became bitter.

"Roujia. Rong Chenning was crying, even though this scene was directed by Liu Yi, but Qingyi couldn't be disguised at all, what should he do with her?

In order to pursue a moment of warmth, he did not hesitate to use blood.

"You tell me that Rou Jia has died in the fire of Guan Ju Palace!" Ling Xiang found that his mind began to be uncontrollable again, and his heart was flustered, but he remembered the child in the water, and turned back to search for the surface of the stream again. The old man and the young man and the bamboo raft are still nowhere to be seen.

This sentence shocked Rong Chenning very much, and his face suddenly turned white, but he hugged her tighter.

"Hurry up and go ashore, send someone to see what's going on!" Ling Xiang leaned weakly on his shoulder and muttered, "I seem to be hallucinating, I don't know if someone is really drowning, you hurry up and see someone." ”

Rong Chenning patted her on the shoulder and coaxed: "You are indeed confused, the people who are begging for a living on the water, where do you want me to wait to save you?" Besides, I didn't see anything. ”

He took the opportunity to imprint the still oozing lips on her cheeks, Sakura's lips.

A fatal attraction aroused the unfinished primer in Ling Xiang's body, she hummed, soaked in the cold water, but she was embarrassed, and asked shyly, "What's wrong with me?"

"You've forgotten me again!" Rong Chenning sighed and muttered to grab her fragrance.

Upstream of the stream floated an old bamboo raft, on which stood a vague figure.

Rong Chenning kissed Ling Makeup while driving the power of blood attraction.

Changle Weiyang is no more than ordinary poison drugs, the medicinal properties go deep into the bone marrow, just like a person who has smoked opium poppies for many years, to quit that addiction, unless he does not touch it for life, but his blood is the best medicine!

The speed at which Ling Xiang woke up was greatly beyond his expectations, although he couldn't bear to hurt her with this medicine again, but at the critical moment, he had to make this decision.

Lingering, countless lotus lamps suddenly appeared under the water, glass cover, reddish color, dotted stars, gently swinging on the water waves, instantly decorating the plain and graceful Tianmu River into a fairyland of Yaochi.

Ling Xiang let out a low snort, and his natural reaction in the water was to hug his neck, afraid that people would find out about their presumptuousness.

But seeing that there seemed to be no one around, she became bolder, let go of one hand, counted the lights on the surface of the stream, and was excited: "Eighteen Lang, how did you do it? How do you hide the lotus lantern under the water? It doesn't light up before it floats!"

Rong Xijue stood on the bamboo raft and went down the river.

The road was surprisingly smooth, and the expected interceptions did not materialize.

A little red light suddenly floated on the water in front of him, rippling with waves, and laughter was heard......

He couldn't remember how many times he had dreamed of the voice of longing in his midnight dreams, and his heart was shocked.

What is she calling?

Eighteen Lang?

No, he didn't believe it, this must not be the Ling makeup he had in mind......

The bamboo raft was getting closer and closer to the hugging figures on the water, and he stared at them without blinking, his heart empty.

The blooming lotus flowers reflect the peach blossom powder noodles of longing and longing......

At this moment, Rong Xijue's heart was broken.

I never expected that after all the hard work to find her, the scene I saw would be her snuggling in someone else's arms, happily calling Eighteen Lang, the smile on her face was like the sharpest knife in the world, and it was unsuspectingly inserted into his heart.

All the difficulties that he could think of before meeting Rong Chenning did not make him frown, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, anyone would have broken his mouth, and he wouldn't believe that his beloved wife was a water-based poplar who could throw hugs to other men in the blink of an eye.

The bamboo raft follows the current and is about to sail from the dark to the range of the lotus lantern.

Rong Chenning took Ling makeup at the right time and hugged her tightly to her chest.

Although Ling Xiang wanted to see the lotus lantern, he had to lean on his chest in this posture.

"Promise me that you will always be with me, and only love me, okay?"

Rong Chenning raised her chin slightly at Rong Xijue's gaze.

The woman in her arms sighed softly, obviously agreeing.

Under the dim red light, Rong Chenning's eyes were shining, as bright as stars, but there was a smug smile on his lips, which was a kind of victor's contemptuous smile.

The bamboo raft is only a few feet away from them, this is a gentle beach, the momentum brought by the upstream has weakened, Rong Xijue is still standing with his hands in his hands, and his heart is turning over the river and the sea.

A good man has no wife!

In that case, what if her wish was granted? )