Chapter 637: Brother, Are You in Love? (75)
It is inevitable to remember the pitiful and charming tactfulness of the beautiful girl in the dream on the bed, like a waterfall and green silk hanging, the skin is snowy, the long black eyelashes are dyed with water, the face is red, the red lips are swollen, and the grievances that want to cry but can't cry when they want to cry, but make people want to ravage again.
"Who is Qin Qinghe?" He frowned at her, as if he really didn't know the man, "I'm not him, and I didn't become a turtle." ”
Xuan Yuan's voice was a little low and hoarse, and he turned his face sideways slightly.
The softness on her cheeks became clearer and clearer, Song Jin felt a little pain when she was squeezed, and she looked down and noticed that the two were really too close, but the turtle turtle didn't seem to feel anything wrong, and she didn't say much, just when she wanted to take a step back quietly, at this time, she heard him raise his eyebrows, and said, "However, who said that there are only turtles and no Xuanwu in dreams?" ”
This question really diverted Song Jin's attention, she stood in place and asked in astonishment, "Huh? Is there a Xuanwu in the dream? I remember listening to other people......"
"Of course there is," Xuan Yuan rubbed more and more inches, looking at the tall round ball, the tip of his tongue involuntarily touched his cheek, and said with a meaningful smile, "It's just that the ancient divine beast is difficult to come out in ten thousand years, and there is only one in the world at present, and that person doesn't like to enter the world, so the world doesn't know." ”
"So, when you enter the dream realm, you become that Xuanwu, and then, you don't like to enter the world...... Could it be that you have always lived in the country? Xuan Yuan is the one who set up the formation, what he said is still very credible, Song Jin blinked, thought of the picture, and frowned, "Isn't that boring?" ”
"It's okay, but then there's someone who stays with me." Xuan Yuan's eyes looked at her with inexplicable meaning, and his words changed, "What about you?" Who have you become? ”
Song Jin wanted to save face so much, how could he tell his miserable experience of being cleaned up by a man, and immediately smiled and said, "Oh, don't mention it, I, I became a wild white fox, playing around in the forest, playing and playing, I found that the world collapsed, and then I came back, in fact, it was very boring, and there was nothing to say." ”
"Yes," the handsome and fair-skinned man spat out two words coldly, his voice was cold to the point of no temperature, as if confirming and mocking, and said word by word, "I haven't met anyone else in the middle of this?" ”
Song Jin thought of the ten days and ten nights when he thought of the words, and panicked when he thought of the ten days and ten nights, and Xuan Yuan was calm when he spoke on weekdays, but he really didn't find his abnormality now, and immediately said, "Of course not!" ”
Probably thinking that answering too quickly would sound too weak, she explained, "There are no people in the woods, it's all small animals......
The smile on the corner of Xuan Yuan's lips was completely cold, his long narrow eyes were dark and deep, and his breath was cold and cramped.
She remembered Qin Qinghe's name and original body clearly, and she still remembered it when she came out, and his name... But don't even want to mention it?
Wild white fox.
Haven't met anyone else.
Scold.
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Song Jin's trespass on the Treasure Pavilion was discovered by the host, and each of them was punished and had to copy the Buddhist scriptures 3,000 times.
Since Xu Yingying is not a disciple, copying Buddhist scriptures 3,000 times is useless to her, and her position is already the lowest in Buddhism, and she can no longer be lowered.
Library Cabinet.
"It's all because Xu Yingying, a slut, sued, I won't copy it, it's better to punish her for being locked up in the sky!"
After Song Ling knew that Cheng Jun was Cheng Shusheng, he was even more willful to him, and now he looked at the mountains of Buddhist scriptures in front of him, and pouted and complained dissatisfied.