Qian Lingxue saw that he was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and her mood was much better, and when she saw that he was talking funny, her heart to kill him gradually disappeared.

Besides, since she grew up so big, she has always grown up in a depressing environment, and she has never been happy for a moment, and no one has ever spoken to her like this, and she doesn't feel relaxed.

smiled slightly: "Whatever you want, you can call it anything." ”

Under her smile, like a strange flower for the first time, Yang Chen was stunned, as if she was more beautiful than her body, and suddenly became a pig brother again, and her saliva almost flowed out again.

Qian Lingxue didn't expect him to have such a face again, disgust in his heart, his willow eyebrows were raised, and a bad breath emerged.

Yang Chen's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Xue'er, that, you have to smile more, you really look good when you laugh, it's very good-looking, your smile is like an angel, even the stars in the sky can't hide your smile, and this Star Dou Great Forest will also fall for you." “

Qian Lingxue raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes?" “

Yang Chen nodded again and again: "Yes, it's true."

Cher, your smile has inspired me so much, I am going to write a poem for you now, you listen well:

Xingdou has a beautiful woman, peerless and independent, a smile falls into the city, and then laughs at the country, rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is difficult to get. ”

Yang Chen gently raised his steps, with a solemn look of admiration in the moonlight, step by step, and slowly chanted this famous sentence through the ages.

Qian Lingxue looked at his obsessive look that seemed to be caught in an infinite love network, her heart jumped, and she said lightly: "This is the poem you wrote for me?" ”

Yang Chen nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, Xue'er, you really have the appearance of captivating the city and the country, just smile at you, don't talk about me Yang Chen, even all the kings in the world will be dumped for you, and your soul will not possess your body." ”

"Xingdou has a beautiful woman, peerless and independent, a smile to the city, and then a smile to the country?" Qian Lingxue couldn't help but murmur softly, and a blank look suddenly appeared on her face for a while.

Yang Chen naturally knew her mood at this time, she had been pinned on high hopes since she was a child, given heavy responsibilities, and had a lot of pressure, and she had been lurking in the Star Dou Country for more than ten years, all of them appeared as men, and she was a prince, no one would praise her for being good-looking and beautiful.

It is natural for women to love beauty and to appreciate the eyes of men, and suddenly a teenager admires and appreciates her and composes poems for her, so naturally she can't help herself for a while.

Qianyue moaned for a long time, and the blank color on her face changed to obsession, am I really so beautiful?

This twelve or thirteen-year-old boy is so obsessed with me that he even wrote a poem to me?

I can't help but feel that this young man really knows my heart and is a confidant in life.

It turned out that she was still angry at Yang Chen for peeking at her taking a bath, and when she saw him one by one, she was very angry, but at this time, she didn't feel it, as if he was a beautiful young man who pursued herself, and was full of tenderness and sweetness towards her, and was obsessed.

Yang Chen's face was discerning, and his heart was open, it seems that his life was saved today, but this Qianrenxue is really to my liking, but I want to take her to the bed, no, receive the account, the future Seraphim, the god of angels, I want to polish and polish it well, as my own team.

Suddenly, she thought about it again, she was just obsessed with her own experience for a while, and once she sobered up, it was difficult to say, after all, she was a decisive person and a domineering president.

Besides, it is rare to meet her here, but I want to plant a seed in her heart, and when my body is truly an adult, I can pick this flower.

This flower can't be picked by others, especially that Tang San.

Divine soul, divine soul, every time it is a divine soul that has repeatedly performed miraculous feats, is it okay this time? Can you take this woman in for me?

The thought of the power of the divine soul greatly increased his confidence.

Recently, he has been studying the use of the power of the divine soul all the time, and the use of the divine soul can be said to be proficient.

The heart turned at will, and a divine soul power was divided, quietly probing into Qianrenxue's mind, and stroking Qianrenxue's divine soul.

Qianrenxue is so powerful, it should be at the level of the Soul Emperor at this time, and the divine soul must not be weak, not to mention that he has the martial soul of the Seraphim, Yang Chen is naturally cautious, and slowly gently probed a divine thought into Qianrenxue's sea of divine soul.

When I entered the sea of knowledge, I saw a small Qianrenxue living in it, looking innocent and innocent.

Yang Chen didn't expect Qianyue's soul to be like this, and a gentle and intimate meaning came out, slowly stroking her small body.

The little Qianyue rubbed her eyes, as if she was sleepy, and yawned, and Yang Chen took the opportunity to probe into her body with the power of her soul and dissolve into one.

The small body was slightly stunned, and then felt comfortable and comfortable, and there was no place where it was uncomfortable.

Besides, Qianrenxue, her face changes, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, sometimes sad, while experiencing poetry, she conjures up a peerless beauty in her mind, but this peerless beauty, lonely and miserable, in the cold mid-air, facing a bright moon, indescribably lonely and lonely.

It's a portrayal of herself.

Suddenly, a soft voice came from her ears, "Xue'er, if you have anything to say, just tell me, and I will listen to you quietly." ”

It was Yang Chen's voice, but this voice was no longer the voice of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, but a slightly magnetic and pleasant voice full of tenderness.

couldn't help but feel the indescribable trust and dependence on Yang Chen, and unconsciously poured out his suffering over the years, and said bluntly that the pear blossoms brought rain, and he couldn't stop crying.

That's half an hour.

It wasn't since when, the two were no longer standing, but sitting, leaning against each other, Qian Lingxue's head gently leaned on Yang Chen's shoulder, tears wetting his clothes.

Yang Chen stretched out his hand and gently brushed her golden hair, and comforted her in a low voice, "Xue'er, don't worry, since you have met me in this life, everything about you will change because of me, and all your sufferings will be dissipated like smoke, and you will inevitably become a true god and the god of angels in the future because of me."

With me, no one can take away your divine position, I will let you stand at the pinnacle of this world, and take you out of this world and towards a broader and magnificent world. ”

Qian Lingxue gently leaned into Yang Chen's arms, and said obsessively: "Really, Yang Chen, will you change my fate, make me a happy person, and make me a real god, the god of angels?" ”

Yang Chen took the opportunity to reach out and stop her slender waist, and said, "Xue'er, believe me, this is my promise to you, with me Yang Chen, everything will change for you." ”

Qian Lingxue sighed softly and said, "Yang Chen, I believe in you, I really want to believe that all this is true, are you a god?" Do you know everything about me? ”