He just stood there as quiet as he had just seen.

In his eyes, there is not pain and helplessness, but full of love and pity.

"Feather ......"

His fingertips caressed her cheeks gently, feeling the soft smoothness.

"If I stay, will you really stay too?!"

"No!"

"Why?"

Ling Luoyu's dark eyes looked at Mo Xuanchen's eyes, feeling the tenderness of his fingertips.

"Because I know that's not true! I can't judge anything else, but the one I love is you...... When you don't exist in that world, I can be sure that everything there is an illusion!! ”

The tempering of the illusion has nothing to do with cultivation.

What it trains is the mind.

If the willless are weak-willed, they will perish.

And to resist your own demons, you need absolute courage and determination, as well as the courage to break the boat.

If Ling Luoyu's willpower was a little weak, he was afraid that he would have almost sunk into that beauty at this time.

What made Mo Xuanchen's thousands of favors turn into finger wrapping softness was what she said to him in the illusion.

The person she loves, it's him!

Just this simple sentence made him feel that everything was worth it.

"Smack!"

The tea cup of the wind into the forest fell to the ground at an inopportune time and shattered.

He still maintained an unsteady posture and looked like he was beeping.

Although I have a certain psychological preparation for what these two "broken sleeves" did, it is one thing to hear and guess, and it is another thing to see it with my own eyes.

Seeing these two people abusing the pampering of a single dog, Feng Chenglin had a feeling of wanting to poke his eyes blind!

It's too spicy for the eyes!

Such an exciting scene is simply not irresistible.

Ling Luoyu's gaze and Mo Xuanchen's gaze looked at the same time, and that look seemed to want to dismantle him!

What a harmonious picture, interrupted by him.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Feng Chenglin squatted down to pick up the fragments as if he was covered, and bowed his head out.

"That...... You go on, I'll make tea! ”

Only then did Ling Luoyu realize that in addition to them, there were also four people in the room, including Wu Yefeng and the others.

The four of them were still asleep, some of their expressions were painful and tangled, and some were happy and sweet.

"What kind of place is this?!"

Mo Xuanchen kissed her lightly on the forehead and wandered away recklessly.

"It's where I can kiss you......"

Ling Luoyu pushed him away coquettishly: "Don't make trouble! Is there anyone else here?! Let's get down to business......"

"What's the point of talking about business, it's better to do something serious!"

Although Mo Xuanchen's kiss suppressed the fanaticism, every kiss was like a spell, tempting him to kiss again.

His palm was attached to her slender waist and hugged into his arms, and his lips finally kissed her lips unbridledly.

The tip of the tongue is obsessed, and the soft and glutinous sweetness is extended into the heart along the lips, like a strong liquor, which instantly intoxicates the hearts of the two.

They kissed so much that they forgot that there were a bunch of extra light bulbs around them.

At the door of the inner room, Feng Chenglin looked at the two people kissing through the crack in the door, and a strange feeling gushed out in his heart inexplicably.

Some are distressed, some are unwilling, and some are even more sour.

This feeling made Feng Chenglin's heart panic slightly.

He knows what it means to feel that way!

But this is an emotion that cannot appear between him and Ling Luoyu.

Therefore, he consciously suppressed this emotion, suppressed it, and pressed it down again.

Regardless of whether the person Ling Luoyu likes is a man or a woman, as long as she feels happy, then he will accompany his brother to be happy.