(a)

At that moment, Feng found that it was too late to pull away the spirit, and it was too late to think. Looking at this little girl who was her own baby, Feng didn't blink his eyes, and turned around to block in front of Ling.

The sound of the knife entering the flesh and blood seems to be slowed down by wirelessness, obviously the sound is not loud, but it is a sadness that goes straight to the hearts of the people. The moment the knife came out of the flesh, blood was splashed.

Watching the wind fall in front of her, Ling's heart was so distressed that she couldn't help herself, and this was the first time she felt heart-rending as a child.

"Wind, wind, wind, how's it doing to you? You don't want to be fine, you can't be okay••••••" Ling hugged the wind and cried helplessly, tears already staining her dirty, but still so immature face.

"Ling'er, I'm fine, don't cry, be good, don't cry." The wind lifted his free left hand and wiped the tears from the spirit's face.

Fortunately, because Ling is only seven years old, he is short, and Feng is twelve years old after all, which is much taller than Ling. The knife didn't hit the wind's chest, but it slashed into the wind's thigh.

With that knife, I really didn't want the wind to die. But just a little, just a little, almost made Feng an inhumane eunuch in this life, it's really dangerous.

(b)

Pulling and pulling, what he didn't expect was that his clothes were pulled away, revealing the wound on the man's chest, which had already formed a scar.

Ling looked at the scar and asked strangely, "What is this wound?" ”

"It was stabbed by your brother Mu Xuanchen last time."

"Then why don't you cure it, this scar can be removed."

"I won't remove all the scars related to you, these are the connections I have with you." The man said, not forgetting to touch Ling's face.

"You, you're sick." Spirit knocked off the hand he had touched her face.

"Ling'er, I really don't want to lie to you, when I can say it, I'll tell you, okay?"

The girl in front of her was a little dull and cute at this time, very cute, the man looked at it, and kissed her lips again.

I don't know if this beautiful Lamei is too charming, and the spirit didn't react and forgot to resist. His kisses are crispy and intoxicating.

He is always so domineering, even though he has only met for the second time, he has already kissed her three times.

(c)

Ling directly pushed him away with force, "You, you say, what the hell is going on?" You're Rozzi. ”

"Yes and no."

"In the end, or no."

"You just have to remember that I am your husband." As he spoke, the man once again ignored the spirit's resistance and embraced the spirit.

Is it true that the spirit is about to be angry with him, and is there anyone more shameless in the world than him? I wanted to kiss her and hug her at every turn, but she couldn't break away from him.

The spirit, who was so angry that she was about to go crazy, actually pulled out the bracelet on her hand directly. The bracelet turned into a filament that cut across the back of his hand, leaving a trail of blood. In fact, Ling didn't use all her strength, and she still softened her heart at that moment, otherwise it wouldn't be such a small wound visible to the naked eye.

The man let go of him, touched the wound, and still looked at her with a doting smile, and he felt her obvious mercy.

I don't know why, Ling always feels that he is different from the Luo Qi who worships with her at this time. I looked at it again, and the familiar face in front of me was obviously a person, but it seemed to be a completely different person.

"Ling, this weapon is good, you keep it carefully so that no one can find out. Also, no roundhouses are allowed tonight. The man didn't wait for the spirit to react before he spoke.