Feeling the stiff body of the little fox in his arms slowly relaxing, the smile in Jiang Li's eyes became stronger and stronger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Jiu Niang, I miss you so much. He had a dream in Ziyang Palace, and when he woke up, he hurried to Qingqiu, thinking of finding the person he had always remembered in his heart. If Zao Xingjun wouldn't be able to dream, once he dreamed, the person in the dream would be closely related to him. Later, after meeting her in the Yuelao Palace, the feeling of longing in my heart became stronger and stronger.

You are the most tender and tired encounter of my life.

Gu Xiao lay quietly in his arms, greedy for the tenderness of this moment. As soon as the scene turned, Jiang Li took her to Ziyang Palace, and her eyes were full of red and gorgeous peonies, and Gu Xiao felt that her eyes were not enough.

"Do you like it?" Jiang Li touched her fox fur, well, it felt very good.

Gu Xiao jumped down from his arms, the red light flashed, and the girl Tingting stood in the peony flower, smiling brightly. "It's beautiful, even more gorgeous than my Jiuzi Mountain." She kept shuttling among the flowers, wandering in his heart.

"These flowers have been here since before I stayed in Ziyang Palace." His gaze fell on the red cloth, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously tugged. "I've never thanked you." Gu Xiao's hand picking flowers paused, turned around, and the surprised expression said it all. In exchange for a low laugh from Jiang Li.

Gu Xiao stomped his feet, "It's not early, I'm going back." Jiang Li grabbed her, "I already told Biyun Xingjun when I came out just now." The hint in his eyes was clear, and Gu Xiao couldn't ignore it if he wanted to. Gu Xiao shook his head, "Xingjun, you are too old. Jiang Li was so angry that his face changed several colors, and he gritted his teeth and said, "When you are older, you will take care of people!" ”

Biyuan Xingjun held Gu Han's hand, "Siniang, don't worry, Ah Li has always been measured, and Xiao Jiu'er will be fine with him." Gu Han leaned on his arms, "It's been several years since Ziyang Xingjun took Xiao Jiu'er away, and the third brother has asked me many times when Xiao Jiu'er will return to Qingqiu!" "Xiao Jiu'er is the only princess in Qingqiu, how can there be a reason to run out all day long. Biyuan Xingjun smiled in his eyes, "Siniang, weren't we like this back then?" ”

Gu Han's face turned red, and he said coquettishly, and buried his head in his arms. Bi Yuan Xingjun's gaze fell on the northwest direction, but he smiled silently.

The glow of the sky grew stronger and stronger, dyeing the heavens and the earth red. Jiang Li was in the center of this red whirlpool, pulling it away little by little, and the heavens and the earth gradually dimmed. His whole person was like bathed in firelight, dazzling and dignified, like a god's mansion.

Gu Xiao looked at Jiang Li in the air stupidly, over the years, the resentment and hatred in her heart had been cleared by Jiang Li's actions little by little, the meticulous care, the surprise and romance anytime and anywhere, and the joy fermented more and more intensely. Many times when she was in danger, for some reason, as long as he was by her side, her heart was no longer uneasy.

Jiang Li walked towards her step by step in the glow, and her heart fell little by little. Three steps away, Jiang Li stretched out his hands, and a red light rose in his palm, wrapping around his fingertips. Jiang Li's eyebrows were full of tenderness, and he called her, "Jiu Niang." In an instant, countless rays of light burst out from his fingertips, lingering around her, and under Jiang Li's guidance, they rushed into her skirt. The skirt was made of the merman silk thread that Jiang Li specially looked for for her, just so that it could hold the glow of the sky.

All the red light was in the hem of her clothes, she smiled brightly, and the glow of the sun flowed around her body as she walked, which was very beautiful. She stood still in front of Jiang Li, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." The ten-mile spring breeze is not as good as you, and the peach blossoms on the human face are red.