Chapter 22: The Feeling of Not Wearing a Hat
Actually, they don't know that the so-called waste has been replaced!
Yun Tianxue didn't know Duanmu Changfeng's belly, and faced him with an indifferent face.
opened his mouth and smiled: "You say, is that child really following her?" ”
Duanmu Changfeng's immortal-like face was a little condensed, and he said, "I don't know very well. ”
Yun Moxue seems to have changed, just like the original Yun Tianxue.
However, she also seems to be a little more ruthless.
He could see in her eyes that she had no affection for the child, and although her eyes were gentle, there was only an ethereal loneliness in the depths.
Yun Tianxue was a little surprised when she heard his answer.
Then, there was disdain on the beautiful face, but there was love in her eyes.
"Humph! There's something you don't know! She glanced at him triumphantly.
Duanmu Changfeng rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and reached out to pull the little woman directly into his arms.
A pair of seductive and affectionate fox eyes looked at her, did not say anything, and a pair of hands were a little dishonest.
Then, when Yun Tianxue wanted to break away from him, he suddenly kissed her lips and danced with her.
Yun Tianxue complained in her heart,!
But she didn't dislike it, and she just enjoyed it.
The pink bubbles here can be ignored, but not in the Moxue Palace.
Xingchenxue was lying on the soft couch, and Yu Qingyin in front of her stood crampedly, with her head bowed, and suddenly, she raised her peerless and immature little face and looked at her pitifully.
"Sister, aren't you angry?" Don't ignore him, can't you leave again?
"I'm not angry, you...... Alas! I don't know if it's unlucky or lucky? Although she was complaining, she was not asking herself.
"Lucky, of course." If he wasn't lucky, his sister wouldn't have met him, and he wouldn't have stayed with her.
His peach blossom eyes were burning and shining, like stars.
Not only that, but it also made Xingchenxue a little confused when she looked at him.
She said lightly: "When you grow into this troubled country, you can eat with your face." ”
Gusu Lianyue was a little ignorant when he heard it, but he could still know the general meaning.
"Sister, you support me." He took it for granted in his tone, and even better, he had gone to the cramped place just now.
Apparently, Xingchen Xue noticed this.
"Come here, sister hug you."
She didn't finish her words, let alone get up, but was directly bumped into her arms by Gusu Lianyue.
A child is a child, and it always likes to be crooked in her neck.
She didn't pull him away, but she began to coax him.
"Yu'er, will my sister take you for a walk tomorrow?" She said that she wanted him to cultivate more.
When she thought about the cultivation of that rank, she had a headache when she stepped on a horse.
Gusu Lianyue's figure suddenly froze, and her puzzled little face looked at her.
"Hehe, don't think too much about Yu'er, my sister just wants to teach you to cultivate." Xingchenxue looked at the puzzled little face next to him, he was really naïve and naïve, and couldn't help pinching his little face.
Well, it feels very slippery and moist, and his immature little face makes her want to knead it even more.
Gu Su Lianyue looked confused, and asked coquettishly: "As long as my sister doesn't leave Yu'er, Yu'er can go to cultivate." ”
Although he didn't know what cultivation was, he subconsciously told himself: The strong are respected.
Be able to protect the people you want to protect and not let anyone hurt you.
He wants to become stronger, and only then can he protect his sister in turn.
Although it was wishful thinking, he didn't want to give up either.
He replied to her firmly, "I want to cultivate." ”
Xingchenxue heard his words, rubbed his snow-white hair, smiled and didn't say anything more.