City of Dreams.

A young man holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, walking quickly through the streets and alleys in the rain, splashing in the place where he fell, and fleeing in a circle of ripples, the rain fell on the oil-paper umbrella, like a passer-by.

After walking for a while, the body of Menglou appeared in a daze at the end of the intersection.

The place where the boy wants to go is the Dream Tower.

......

Walking to the dream tower, the young man saw the girl who came as promised, the girl was holding an oil-paper umbrella and looking around.

The boy walked up to the girl, and the girl's gentle eyes were indulgent.

"Sorrowful, you're so slow, my legs are numb!" said Lingci complainingly.

"I was so tired yesterday, be considerate and considerate of me. ”

"By the way, the injury is healed, right?" he said, and pinched his sad shoulder with his slender hand.

"Shhhh It hurts!" Looking at Lingci's concerned look, he couldn't restrain himself for a while, and he wanted to experience it more.

"Huh... Where it hurts, I'll rub it for you," Ling Ci said with a worried look.

"Oh, arm here. ”

"This is here, isn't it?" Before Lingci's words fell, he twisted his sorrowful arm hard.

"Ahh

"But your acting skills are so bad, I don't want to cooperate, hahahahaha. ”

Looking at the sorrow of being deflated, Lingci couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"It's okay for you to deceive and complain about that little girl, but it doesn't work with me, by the way, what about that little girl?"

"After she told me to wake up in the morning, I came to you as soon as I had washed up, and now I should go back in the carriage with her sister. ”

"You weren't going to sleep together last night, were you? Lingci said.

"Well, I went back too late yesterday, so she didn't go back to herself. ”

"What! you slept together?" Hearing this, Lingqi became a little angry.

"Don't get me wrong, Qing Resentment is just my mother's apprentice, and I have treated her as a sister since I was a child. Looking into Lingci's eyes, he explained frankly.

"I see, no wonder you're lukewarm to her, but ......" Ling's words came to his lips and stopped.

"But what?" asked Sorrow.

"Uh...... It can be seen that the little girl is very infatuated with you. ”

"Well, don't talk about that. "Think about the embarrassment of being found in the morning, feeling as if you had done nothing at all.

"Let me hug it, okay?" looked at the person in front of him who he missed every day, and said what he had said countless times in his dreams.

"Hmm," Lingci replied with his head down, a blush on his face.

Folded sorrow put down the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and pinned the Huo Ling fan behind him. He took the spirit into his arms. One hand wrapped around the slender and delicate willow waist, the other hand wrapped around the jade neck from the shoulder, and the soft long hair stuck to the face, like a dream in the past.

"You're so fragrant... It's like taking you in your mouth. Sorrow whispered love words to Lingci's ear. I practiced countless times in my dreams, and it finally came in handy.

"Hate~" Ling Ci said as he pounded his worried chest with his small hand, and the blush on his face became even more charming.

"Turn your face around. Sorrow continued.

When I saw the affectionate eyes, I couldn't help but be shocked by my sorrow.

At that moment, the hand that was wrapped around the jade neck of Lingci moved back, holding the jade neck that exuded fragrance, and exerted force.

Sorrowfully lowered his head and kissed on the pink lips......

All of a sudden, like an electric shock, I felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and I felt that my soul was trembling!

Each other's breathing gradually became short, and the sorrowful left hand wandered restlessly on Lingci's delicate body, as if he was stroking a peerless treasure, and his movements were so gentle, for fear that the treasure would slip from his hands.

In the face of such an attack, Ling Ci made a shy voice in his mouth: "I hate it... Wait a minute, others will see it..."

Sorrow didn't pay attention to it, and quickly occupied the fortress in Lingcijiao's lips, the tip of his tongue touched the softness of the fortress, sometimes chasing, sometimes lingering.

......

The left hand wandered to the edge of the twin peaks that fluctuated up and down due to the rapid breath, and the powerful left hand moved little by little towards the top of the mountain between the twin peaks, and as it moved to the top of the mountain, the delicate body trembled and leaned weakly on the folded arms, like a cat.

Just when I couldn't help myself, a voice came: "Ahem, why hasn't this rain stopped?"

......

Hearing a voice, the two hugging people under the oil-paper umbrella hurriedly let go of each other.

"Senior sister...... You're not... Are you waiting for me at the city gate, why did you come to me?" Lingci said with his head bowed.

"I'll wait for you at the city gate for a long time, what about the promised half an hour?" Ling Qi looked at the disheveled Ling Ci and said with a little complaint.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry, I finally met each other, so we talked for a long time. As he spoke, he touched his sorrow with his hand.

"Senior Sister Lingqi is good, Senior Sister is still beautiful, it's all because I'm a little late. Said sadly.

"Okay, count you to talk. Give you another minute, and say what you want to say. ”

Lingci pulled the sorrow aside, and the two muttered quietly.

"Lingci, I don't know how long I have to wait to see you, you in my dream are not as good-looking as you are now. ”

"Well, we can contact us by letter, and then we will make an appointment in Liudu. ”

"Okay, here's for you. As he spoke, he took out a roll of paper from his bosom.

"This is a poem I wrote for you. ”

"Okay, I'll go back and see again, you have to hurry up and practice on weekdays, otherwise I won't look down on you. You know what?"

"I will live up to expectations!"

"Let's go, otherwise Senior Sister will be verbose again. Ling Ci said and walked over to Ling Qi.

"Senior sister, let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

The two ladies held the oil-paper umbrella and walked away, and when they reached the end of the road, Ling Ci turned his head and smiled at the sorrow, which was enough to turn all beings upside down.

......

Looking at the distant back, and the smile that has been lingering in my mind.

"Alas...... The road is long and resistant."

I know that it is not so simple to get along with Lingci smoothly.

......

Outside the tavern.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped on the side of the road, and the rain fell on the carriage in a trickling manner, and the sound of raindrops was somewhat crisp.

"Uncle Teng, do you want me to call Brother Chou?" Xiao Ya said.

"No, I see him. Uncle Teng greeted him with an umbrella.

The young man in the distance gradually approached, and when he saw the oncoming man, he said:

"Uncle Teng, is this carriage here to pick us up?"

"Well, I heard the grievances that the shadow master came to you to give you a reward? Yes, there is a future!" Uncle Teng said with a smile.

"Hehe, let's get in the car and talk slowly. ”

"Xiaoya, let's go!

Drive!

Drive!

On the carriage, he told the two of them how he got the Huo Ling fan, and after finishing speaking, Uncle Teng had an envious expression, and Xiaoya still looked unhappy.

"By the way, what about them?" asked Sorrow, looking at the speeding woods on the side of the road.

"Not long after you left, they returned to Qingyu Alliance first. Xiao Ya had a picture of resentment in his mind, and his heart ached.

"By the way, how many Ziyang did I win in this competition?" asked Sorrowful, looking at the two people in front of him.

"You little, I thought you forgot about it. I haven't played in vain these days, I got 80,000 words of yang, tsk, I really want to swallow it alone!" said Toss, taking out the prayer bag from his arms and putting it in his hand.

"Uncle Teng, you are so beautiful!" said Sorrow in front of Uncle Teng.

"Ahem, it should be handsome! I want to ...... back then" Toss just wanted to recall the time when he was young, but was interrupted.

"Uncle Teng, don't get me wrong. I just wanted to say, you think so beautifully!"

"You...... A little bunny..."

"Haha, who told you to toss yourself!"

"Oh, 80,000 Ziyang, a lot. Uncle Teng said, and threw the prayer bag to the sorrow.

Looking at the colorful Ziyang in the prayer bag, he was secretly ecstatic in his heart.

"Uh, Uncle Teng... Just kidding, you can take tens of thousands. As he spoke, he was going to throw the money to Uncle Teng.

"No, they didn't ask for it, how embarrassed am I to take it, forget it. ”

"Uncle Teng, did you say that you would like to say anything to them?"

"Yes, at that time I said that I was in charge and divided the money equally, and they said to leave it to you. ”

Sorrow: "Ping...... points..."

............

Prayer bag, according to legend, is a peak powerhouse a long time ago, created an item, the outside looks very ordinary, but there is a lot of space inside, this kind of bag containing items, there are many on the market, but the quality is uneven, and there are some profiteers who sell fake and shoddy products to fill the number.

......

The carriage was still speeding in the direction of the Ori Clan, and Dream City had disappeared from sight.

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Qingyu League.

A carriage came to a slow stop.

Qing Yan got out of the carriage, and walked straight to his boudoir without saying a word, without the sweet smile on his face.

When you like someone, you get better.

When you fall in love with someone, you feel like nothing is enough.

What exactly is love?

It's just a little light in the dim world, attracting people to chase after each other, even if the light is fleeting, it will not live up to its bravery.