A cold voice reached my ears, and I jerked my head up to look at the door!!

The corners of my mouth were raised, and I had a happy smile on my face, and my heart was pounding and beating rapidly.

"Ling Ye Feng!!"

I looked at Ling Yefeng, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, he was in his pocket with one hand, his back was on the door frame, and he turned his head to look at me.

Those peach blossom eyes are full of tenderness, and Ling Yefeng, who is so unruly, will only show such tenderness in front of me alone, the tenderness that belongs only to me.

"Wife!" Ling Yefeng turned around and clapped his hands at me and said, "Come here!" ”

Woo, it seems like a dad is calling a daughter, but I still ran over with a hitch, and I can't help who makes me miss him??

When love is in the bones, you will know what is called the pain of lovesickness.

I ran to Ling Yefeng, wrapped my hands tightly around his waist, and greedily smelled the faint scent of Longyan on his body, which made me feel a sense of security in my heart.

"I miss you so much."

I thought about it, I really thought about it, and I rubbed my head in his arms like a child.

"Fool." Ling Yefeng stretched out his hand and gently touched my hair, "I miss you too, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a hurry to come back." ”

"What a mess."

The sword spirit glanced at Ling Yefeng indifferently, this man was really messing around, the injuries on his body were at most eight points better, and he actually ran out.

"Sword Spirit, if the deity doesn't come back, are you planning to kidnap the deity's woman?"

Ling Yefeng narrowed his peach blossom eyes coldly, looking at the sword spirit with danger in his eyes.

"Turn? Why do you need to use the word crutches to describe it? I just want to recognize Yuyao as my sister. ”

The sword spirit leaned against the balcony with his hands on his shoulders, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Ling Yefeng with a faint smile on his face.

It's good that he doesn't laugh, but his smile is laughing at Ling Yefeng.

Ling Yefeng hugged me tightly in his arms like a calf protector, as if he would fly to the sword spirit's side as soon as he let go.

"What are you kidding? A deity, why should you be your sister? It's enough for her to love her, love her, and spoil her alone! ”

It is enough to have him, and there is no need for other men to share his job, this thing that belongs to him alone.

His own woman is naturally spoiled by him to feel it, how can this matter be shared with others?

He didn't know what had happened in the past few days, and he didn't know why the sword spirit gave up, but he would think of letting Wang Yuyao be his sister.

But what if he gave up? Yu Yao is his alone, and this matter will never change.

"Really? Have you asked Yu Yao what she thinks? Sister, he said he wouldn't let you recognize me as a brother! ”

The sword spirit gorgeously ignored Ling Yefeng, who had a black face, and directly called my sister.

The corners of my mouth twitched a few times and looked at the sword spirit, how did I find it before? It turns out that the sword spirit is also a very black-bellied master!

"Ahem!"

I coughed lightly, raised my head, and secretly glanced at Ling Yefeng.

Ling Yefeng pursed his sexy thin lips into a straight line, and he was telling me with his expression that he was unhappy!

I don't want to see him unhappy either, but ......

"I just promised the Sword Spirit!!"

I said in a very low tone, I'm afraid that only I can hear this small voice, right?

The small muttering was as small as a mosquito's call.

"Hades, do you hear that??"

The sword spirit looked at Ling Yefeng with a smug expression.

Ling Yefeng frowned, he hugged me tightly, and rested his head on my shoulder like a child who had lost his most precious thing.

"Yuyao, wife, I don't want others to love you and love you and spoil you with me."

I don't want to, I don't want to, I'm not happy, just thinking about Ling Yefeng makes my stomach sour, if I see a man rushing to take care of Wang Yuyao with him every day, it would be strange if he wasn't crazy.

Deliberately, the sword spirit must have done it on purpose.

Because he forcibly erased all the memories of Yu Yao and his past, is he taking revenge on him in this way?

Damn the sword spirit.

Ling Yefeng raised his head and glared at the sword spirit with a cold expression.

"Kaede."

I patted him gently on the back, this domineering man would only become so unconfident when he encountered something related to me! I...... Didn't give him a sense of security??

"If there is, all I have between me and the Sword Spirit is that kind of family affection. It's like, huh...... It's like the relationship between me and Uncle Wu is the same. ”

Uncle Wu is like his father, and his sword spirit is like his brother, what about Ling Yefeng?

He is the person I love the most, my soul, my world, my everything.

I love this domineering male ghost, and I love him miserably, the same ...... He also loves me miserably!

"Knowing that I love you and spoil you, I will promise you no matter what you say." Compromise, Ling Yefeng is one step at a time to compromise, step by step to compromise, he has never won" but ......" Ling Yefeng looked at the sword spirit with cold eyes without a trace of emotion, "I promise you, but don't think I call him brother!! ”

He is the ancient Hades King, the first god in the fairy world, and asked him to call a sword spirit as his brother, isn't this an international ghost joke?

Ling Yefeng showed his arrogant side, he stopped and picked me up with a princess, turned around and walked out, but after only two steps, he stopped, turned around and walked in.

"You, get out!"

Ling Yefeng was really dizzy with anger, and if he wanted to leave, he should be the sword spirit!

This is his bedroom, why is he leaving?

"Oh, why go out, I've been sleeping here all the days you've been away."

The sword spirit deliberately accentuated the word 'sleeping in', which made Ling Yefeng's heart even more annoyed.

"He just turned into a sword and hung on the wall."

I quickly pointed to the wall and explained.

It's not that he doesn't know how domineering and stingy this Ling Yefeng is, he said this, doesn't he really want to drive Ling Yefeng crazy?

"Get out of here for the deity right now, get out of ......"

Ling Yefeng was so angry that he really wanted to fight with the sword spirit now, and replace this broken sword back in the furnace to rebuild it.

He looked at the sword spirit coldly, because of his anger, there was a purple aura under his feet!

"Huh!!" The sword spirit walked away without being angry, and when he walked to the door, he stopped and said leisurely, "If the Hades King dares to bully you, my sister will remember to call your brother." ”

The sword spirit took it with him and closed the door.

It was not only the door that closed at that moment, but also the heart he had once had with illusions, and he pursed the corners of his mouth with a wry smile on his face.

"Sister, then sister!"

Perhaps, this is the best ending for him and Yu'er, a sister for life, a sister forever!

Ling Yefeng hugged me, turned over and fell on the bed with me, afraid that my head would hit the bed, and he kept his arm under my head to protect me.

"I miss you so much!!"

After speaking, Ling Yefeng lowered his head and pecked me lightly on my small mouth.

"I ......"

Before the words were finished, Ling Yefeng's voice had been vomited into his stomach, and the overwhelming kiss kissed each other's thoughts.

Seven days, these seven days are as long as seven centuries for Ling Yefeng, when he regained consciousness, he began to think about Wang Yuyao, and when he learned that her soul had returned to the past, he ignored Chu Mo's dissuasion and crashed into Wang Yuyao's previous life realm.

I wrapped my hands around Ling Yefeng's neck and breathed heavily with a red face, looking at him with fascination, he misses me, why don't I miss him?

Ling Yefeng propped up the bed with one hand, gently stroked my brow, eyes, nose, and the corners of his mouth with the other, and his slender fingers gently hooked my jaw.

Those peach blossom eyes looked at me with a strong heat, as if they were going to melt me under his eyes!

"Wife, I love you!"

is different from the kiss just now, this kiss is so gentle, gentle with talking, telling each other's thoughts.

Every stroke of his slender fingers on my body caused me to feel like an electric shock.

"Hmm~~~"

I whispered.

This sound stimulated every nerve of Ling Yefeng, for him, it was not the longing of his body that had been separated for a long time, but also the longing of the depths of his soul.

No matter how thin and simple the clothes are for the obnoxious clothes, Ling Yefeng is not in the mood to fade them one by one, he waved his big hand and the clothes were all faded, and when he took off the clothes, he also made an enchantment in the bedroom.

Although he really wanted to strike the sword spirit, he was so domineering and dictatorial that he was unwilling to share the beautiful voice of the lovely man under him with the sword spirit.

Fight or something can be done in other ways, this ...... Forget it.

There was spring in the bedroom, but the sword spirit in the living room was standing by the window and looking at the bright moon.

It seems that he didn't hear anything, and the enthusiasm in the bedroom was like fire, even if he couldn't hear it, he could guess it!!

The sword spirit had been standing by the window and looking out, until the edge of the sky was flushing white, and the bedroom door was opened by Ling Yefeng.

"Be careful!"

Jian Ling looked at Ling Yefeng coldly, this man had been slightly bright from yesterday until the day, could he not rest the people inside?

"The woman of the deity will naturally hurt."

He was reluctant to be tired of Wang Yuyao, in fact, he only needed it twice, so why did he come out?

He didn't want the sword spirit to think about anything, but ...... He didn't want to leave, and after a week's thoughts, he could be regarded as hugging, so he naturally had to hug him for a while.

The sword spirit didn't say anything, and when he rubbed shoulders with Ling Yefeng, Ling Yefeng suddenly said something......

"Isn't there anything to ask the deity??"

Didn't he ask about that memory?

"Domineering like the King of Hades, how can you let Yu Yao carry Yu'er's memory?"

Ask, he also wants to ask, but what is he to ask, in what capacity is he going to force the Hades King to ask what happened to his jade??

"Give."

Ling Yefeng threw a half-open blue ice crystal lotus flower at the Sword Spirit.

The sword spirit raised his hand and held the lotus tightly in his hand, his heart trembled, and he slowly opened his palm, looking at the lotus flower with a faint blue light.

"This, this is ......"