Good no good?

Obviously, as a spirit sword, she was born to kill.

There are no human feelings at all.

Not to mention anything like that.

When she was shuttling with her sword master, she never thought about it.

When he was in the immortal cultivation plane with Mingyue, he never thought about it.

The two are just very simple companions.

But it's obviously to collect this guy's soul fragments.

But this inexplicable emotion was poured on her again and again****** so that she seemed to be a little wrong.

From not caring about everything around him, to unconsciously paying attention to following this guy.

It's a really amazing feeling.

And he was used to having him by his side.

I am used to being used to.

Suddenly a person was left behind.

She didn't like it.

"If you can do it, I can make you like it."

Nothing to make you like it.

Qinghui tilted his head slightly.

The girl was wearing a light gray gauze skirt, and her white skin was as beautiful as jade.

Long black curls scattered behind him.

At the moment, she is beautiful and well-behaved, like a large doll.

Look up at him in his arms.

Lu Si bowed his head.

Look at Qinghui's eyes.

Those eyes were faintly deep.

Then it gradually changed color under Qinghui's gaze.

Slowly, it changed from a clear light brown to a somewhat dark dark red.

And then the colors inside are still rippling.

It seems to be very unstable.

You can see how much of his mood swings are.

His bony hand was clasped around Qinghui's waist.

He lowered his head and restrainedly crossed the corners of Qinghui's lips.

Then continue on.

buried his head back between Qinghui's neck.

The voice is also a little hoarse and depressed.

"I'm sure I won't, leave you behind."

You don't know how much I want to hold your hand and not let go.

Meanwhile.

Qinghui only felt that something slightly sharp was pressing between his neck.

With a moist and damp feeling.

It's a little itchy.

Qinghui unconsciously raised his head slightly, and his white neck formed a graceful arc.

Lu Si couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt, but he could feel the sweet smell of blood between Qinghui's neck.

His fangs unconsciously pressed against Qinghui's neck.

Back and forth.

It's a little intimate, and it's a little sexyThe meaning of love.

Qinghui thought for a moment.

With a serious face, he pushed the person away.

Lu Si was pushed away coldly, away from the gentle and sweet breath.

The brows wrinkled subconsciously, and then let go of the eyebrows, and looked at Qinghui again, with a little doubt in his beautiful eyes.

Some innocent people asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Qinghui took it seriously: "You are not yet an adult, so you can't fight with goblins." ”

When you grow up, I'll convince you.

When the noble young man heard such a tiger and wolf words, he was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little dazed, and he looked at Qinghui like this.

Kindness? What did you just say?

Qinghui was quite proud, the corners of his lips were raised, and he looked beautiful, like a cat who had successfully stolen a fish.

"I know a lot."

Lord Spirit Sword, smart and witty!

I really didn't think that I just wanted a simple superficial meaning, but Qinghui didn't hesitate to give him a head-on blow to Lu Si: ......

I don't know where Qinghui heard that he couldn't fight with goblins if he didn't grow up, and he felt that something was wrong, but it seemed that he said something even more wrong: ...... Okay, just be happy.