Well...... Where am I? It's so hot!" When Ling Yu was looking at Duanmu Yuhan's fairy-like face and indulging in it, something that made him even more embarrassed finally happened. Duanmu Yuhan snorted and slowly opened his eyes, perhaps because he had been in a coma for too long, so that Duanmu Yuhan was a little distracted.

"Ling Yu, you, what are you doing, where are we?" After about two breaths, Duanmu Yuhan finally regained his senses. When he saw Ling Yu, who was only about three inches away from him, Duanmu Yuhan's jade face was slightly red, and she seemed to want to use her exercises to shake Ling Yu away, but she found that there was no trace of strength in her body. Duanmu Yuhangui is the descendant of Xuanmiaoan, and she is the most holy woman in Xuanmiaoan, when has she ever been so close to men in the world. Moreover, at this time, she and Ling Yu were close at hand, the other party's hand was still around her waist, and the other hand was also on her shoulder. The most important thing is that Duanmu Yuhan found that his delicate body and Ling Yu's burly figure were close together, and this ambiguous posture made Duanmu Yuhan eager to find a crack in the ground to get into. The reddish cheeks that had been slightly red before also looked more and more ruddy because of the infection of the masculinity on Ling Yu's body, Duanmu Yuhan bit his lips tightly, and his hands and feet were at a loss.

It's no wonder that Duanmu Yuhan grew up in Xuanmiaoan since he was a child, and he is surrounded by women. It wasn't until she was eighteen years old that she followed her master to experience Hongchen, because her master knew that Duanmu Yuhan's appearance was enough to dump all the men in the world, so Duanmu Yuhan often wore a light veil to cover her face. But even so, it is still impossible to escape the pursuit of men in the world. There was once a young man from an ancient dynasty who did not hesitate to cross the Western Desert from the East China Sea in order to capture Duanmu Yuhan's heart, and gave Duanmu Yuhan's Neidan who had spent countless costs to kill the beautiful Jiao, just to be able to see Duanmu Yuhan smile at him.

Later, Shangguan Rui of Tianxuanmen did not hesitate to ask his father to put pressure on Xuanmiaoan in order to get Duanmu Yuhan, and used many dishonorable means during the period, but it still did not make Duanmu Yuhan's heart ripple. It is precisely because of this that Shangguan Rui is more and more committed to Duanmu Yuhan.

In fact, Shangguan Rui's behavior is not strange in the eyes of the world, because people often toss and turn about not being able to get things, and they are uneasy. In people's eyes, what you don't get is always the best. But when they hold the things they dream of in their hands, they abandon them and no longer cherish them.

"The prodigal son!" Duanmu Yuhan saw that he couldn't break free, so he had to don't turn his head and whispered. In fact, it was not that Duanmu Yuhan was willing to be in such a small space with Ling Yu, but because she had nothing to do about the crisis in front of her. Duanmu Yuhan found that the more she struggled, the more her and Ling Yu's bodies would fall down, and because the space under the well was really pitiful. Therefore, every time the two of them fell, the tighter their bodies became. Even, Duanmu Yuhan had already felt that Ling Yu's breathing was becoming more and more rapid, and she found that Ling Yu's body was as hard as iron, although she didn't know what it was, but her intuition told her that if she didn't think of a way to deal with it, I was afraid that something unspeakable would really happen between herself and Ling Yu. In addition, Duanmu Yuhan unexpectedly found that his ethereal heart was like a mirror, and the feeling Duanmu Yuhan was indescribable, some attachment, some shyness, some joy, and some embarrassment. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that she was a little intoxicated by this dreamlike strange feeling. Duanmu Yuhan knew that if she continued like this, she would be completely entangled with Ling Yu and unable to extricate herself.

Hearing Duanmu Yuhan's coquettishness, Ling Yu did not refute for the first time, although he was scolded by many people for being a prodigal son, but only this time, Ling Yu did not feel any wrong. Because during the time he and Duanmu Yuhan spent time together in the well, he did have a physiological reaction, which is an indisputable fact. Duanmu Yuhan's face is captivating, and he is stunning in the world, no matter who it is, at such a close distance, it is inevitable that there will be a strange feeling. Ling Yu was an adult man with strong blood, so it was not surprising that he had this reaction. It's just that in this case, Ling Yu felt that he was suspected of taking advantage of others, but the matter had come to this point, and Ling Yu had no way to change everything in front of him. Seeing that Duanmu Yuhan's cheeks became more and more ruddy, like ripe apples, which made people salivate. Ling Yu knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore, otherwise even if he kept his true heart, he would inevitably be unwilling, and even suffocate himself to the point of madness.

"Senior Sister Yuhan, are you really unable to exert any cultivation?" Ling Yu silently recited the "Pure Heart Mantra", forcing herself to suppress the throbbing in her heart. He looked directly into Duanmu Yuhan's eyes and asked softly. This feeling was too torturous, and Ling Yu would rather fight with Shang Qingyun and the others than be trapped in the well again.

In fact, Ling Yu's words were just diverting his own attention, but this sentence was a different flavor in Duanmu Yuhan's ears. A lonely man and a widow, a small space, a man full of masculinity with his reddish eyes, it is difficult not to be afraid to say such a sentence again.

"You, what do you want to do?! Ling Yu, I respect you as a righteous man and a gentleman, you must not come nonsense, otherwise, I, I ......" Hearing Ling Yu's words, Duanmu Yuhan was frightened, although she had a trace of expectation in her heart, but when Ling Yu said this, she was still a little worried.

Seeing that Duanmu Yuhan, who was unstained with the world, actually showed a little woman-like expression at this time, Ling Yu lost her mind for a while. Then, he suddenly wanted to tease this woman who looked like a fairy, so Ling Yu licked his lips lightly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you just scold me for being a prodigal son? Then I must do something that can only be done by a prodigal son, only in this way can I be worthy of what you call me! By the way, haven't you lost your cultivation? Now in such a claustrophobic space, if I am indifferent, it will be a little too sorry for myself." You said yes, Senior Sister Yuhan!"

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he suddenly raised his left hand on Duanmu Yuhan's shoulder, and then, that big hand brushed Duanmu Yuhan's hair and swept towards Duanmu Yuhan's jade face. Ling Yu's right hand was pressed against the wall of the well by Duanmu Yuhan, and the only thing he could move was this left hand.

"Ahh Behind Duanmu Yuhan was a hard well wall, her flesh and blood collided with the well wall, and the sudden pain made Duanmu Yuhan's eyes full of mist. There was no way back, Duanmu Yuhan had no choice but to lean forward, and in this way, she actually crashed into Ling Yu's arms. The smell of the man on Ling Yu's body made Duanmu Yuhan's cheeks extremely red, and her tears overflowed from her eyes, crying and saying, "You prodigal son, why are you bullying me......!"

Duanmu Yuhan lay in Ling Yu's arms and sobbed softly, she had already been sealed by Shang Qingyun for cultivation, and after such a long time of tossing, she was already exhausted. Duanmu Yuhan turned his heart sideways, and sighed secretly: "Duanmu Yuhan, Duanmu Yuhan, why were you so careless in the first place, if you hadn't been attacked by Shang Qingyun, then why did you fall into the well and live with Ling Yu in this desperate way? Ling Yu, you know that the women of our Xuanmiao Nunnery will not be able to marry for life, why do you still break into my heart again and again, mess with my Dao heart, and destroy my cultivation? That's it, maybe this is my life!"

Duanmu Yuhan was in tears, and even she couldn't describe her mood, because her mood was too complicated at this time. There are fears, embarrassments, loves, contradictions, and even a hint of vague expectation. However, Duanmu Yuhan cried for a long time, and he didn't feel Ling Yu's warm hand across his cheeks. There was silence all around, and no sound could be heard except for his own crying. Duanmu Yuhan, who was curious, had no choice but to open his eyes and look ahead. When her beautiful eyes opened and closed, she found that Ling Yu was staring at her with a wicked smile. His left hand was against the wall of the well behind him, and his right hand, which had been pulled out of his back at some point, was also propped up on his other side. With the support of his two arms, Ling Yu's body moved back half an inch away, although it was small, but it was not as ambiguous as before.

Seeing Ling Yu's cheeks flushed from tightly supporting the wall, Duanmu Yuhan smiled angrily and said in a low voice, "You don't have to be so far away from me, I won't eat you." When these words were finished, Duanmu Yuhan's face became red again. At the same time, an irrepressible sense of loss rose in her heart. Even she didn't know what kind of mood she was in now, obviously worried about Ling Yu's troubles, but she was reluctant to be angry with him. was obviously afraid that Ling Yu would bully him, but he did not reject Ling Yu's seemingly rude behavior, but had some faint yearning.

"You stupid girl, I, Ling Yu, am a layman, although I am greedy for money, lustful, and rebellious, but I am not dirty. It's okay for me to tease you, but I can't do it if I put others in danger. Ling Yu looked at Duanmu Yuhan's pink cheeks, shook his head with a wry smile, and said with a sigh.

"Coward!" Duanmu Yuhan looked at Ling Yu's clear eyes, and a look of loss crossed his eyes. She bit her red lip and whispered in an inaudible voice. Although Ling Yu and her were only about three inches apart, Ling Yu still didn't hear Duanmu Yuhan's somewhat strange and contradictory words. Chinese network updates the fastest Computer:

At this time, Duanmu Yuhan's tears were not dry, and his delicate face was like a piece of flawless jade, making people unable to find a trace of flaw. The pair of white jade fingers clutched the corners of his clothes tightly, looking a little dazed. Looking at Duanmu Yuhan's glamorous and incomprehensible posture, Ling Yu was in a trance and lost his mind for a long time.

"Senior Sister Yuhan, it's not a way for us to be trapped here, you try to avoid it a little, I'll try to see if I can break through the wall of the well and send us down." After a brief moment of distraction, Ling Yu used all his perseverance to take his eyes off Duanmu Yuhan's face, he looked around for a moment, and said softly. Genius one second to remember 噺バ壹 Chinese m.x/8/1/z//o/m/

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he supported the wall of the well with his right hand, clenched his fist with his left hand, and ran the "Canglong Jin" boxing technique, and at the same time fused the power of Qingshan realized from the Heavenly Tribulation into the tip of his fist. The power of Qingshan is the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the killing intent is particularly strong, which can make the power of "Canglong Jin" explode several times.

In order to avoid hurting Duanmu Yuhan, Ling Yu moved his right fist inch by inch to Duanmu Yuhan's left side, and then, he raised his iron fist and smashed it next to his right hand. Suddenly, the walls of the entire well began to tremble violently, and it seemed that it might collapse at any moment.

Looking at Ling Yu's meticulous action of breaking the wall of the well, Duanmu Yuhan actually asked when Ling Yu's iron fist fell: "Ling Yu, do you like me?"

It's just that when Duanmu Yuhan's words came out, the wall of the well shook, drowning her voice in the violent turmoil of the wall of the well.

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