on the roof of the inn.

Xie Ling lay on his back, one hand resting behind his head, his snow-like white robe spread out on the tiles at will, rippling slightly in the wind.

His deep eyes reflected the light moon and few stars......

The summer evening breeze was cool, and it should have been comfortable and comfortable, but he felt dry, indescribably dry.

There is still a faint smell of blood in the mouth, in addition to the smell of blood, there is also the sweetness of red beans and the fragrance of milk, which is constantly fermented.

He sat up suddenly, took out the water bag from the bag, and poured it hard, pouring it so quickly that the water spilled a little, crossed his rolling Adam's apple, and drowned in the collar.

Xie Ling drank the water in the water bag in one go, threw it aside casually, and lay back decadently.

The wound on his lips was gone, but somewhere in his heart seemed to be branded, hot and hot, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what......

He stretched out his thumb and unconsciously ran over the place that had just been healed,

His mind would always unconsciously pass over the scene just now, and he closed his eyes irritably.

He has always been very indifferent to this kind of thing, and it can even be said that for some reasons, he is a little repulsed, but in the face of adults......

His heart began to recite the mantra silently, over and over again, until the full moon faded and became louder when it was ugly, he felt slightly tired and closed his eyes for a while.

Compared to the inability to sleep peacefully on his side, Rong Huan in the inn was no better, she tossed and turned in bed for an hour, and kept telling herself, go to sleep, forget all the absurdity just now, and sleep tomorrow will be back to the same.

She flipped over and over, her hair was messy like a chicken coop, and somehow, she suddenly remembered the original, well, it seemed to be...... Xie Ling's first kiss?

Ahhhh

After howling, Rong Huan lay back like a dead dog, the evening breeze outside the window was pleasant, calm down, Rong Huan thought about a question seriously.

It is said that the first kiss is very important, then, Xie Ling...... You won't be shadowed by her in the future, right?

After all, have you ever seen someone who stares at someone fiercely and kisses them ferociously?

What if Xie Ling is in the shadows, and I can't happily talk to the heroine in the future?

Cover your face and create evil.

Rong Huan held her forehead, thinking to herself what was going on, she only hoped that Xie Ling would forget all this quickly, and everything would return to normal tomorrow......

Turning around, muttering in her mouth, Xu was her self-hypnosis had an effect, and after a while, she was really sleepy, yawned, she habitually hugged a pillow in her arms, turned over and fell asleep.

The night returned to silence, only the occasional sound of the watch, and the occasional cicada chirping, adding a touch of interest to the silent night.

The breeze blew a pool of lotus stamens, and there was also a little ambiguous intertwined sound.

Rong Huan, who was asleep, woke up and reluctantly opened a soundproof barrier.

Ya, the person doing the work next door can't make a small move, disturb the people, can you make it?

If it were normal, she wouldn't mind being bored listening for a while to pass the time, but now, sorry, she's sleepy and just wants to sleep well.

Sure enough, after opening the soundproof barrier, all the sounds around her gradually faded down, Rong Huan closed her eyes with satisfaction, and prepared to fall asleep again, but she had just laid down and heard some movement, and the tables and chairs fell to the ground, crackling, and it sounded quite intense.

Rong Huan sat up irritably, looking around at her enchantment, what's the matter, her enchantment is invalid?

Could it be that because of the decline in spiritual power, the quality of the enchantment is like this?

Assi! Rong Huan got out of bed, closed the window tightly, and deliberately closed the earth-shattering sound, and then took out many silencers from the Qiankun bag and pasted them on the wall next to him.

Then he put some cotton in his ears, hum, I don't believe that Lord Ben can't block your inappropriate voice.

When Rong Huan lay back again, pulled up the quilt and covered it, and was about to fall asleep beautifully, a cool wind suddenly blew, the tightly closed window was opened suddenly, and a row of silenced notes on the wall were blown all over the room, and the wind was so strong that Rong Huan squinted a little.

Grass, the July wind is so rampant.

You're a tornado.

There is no silencer, and the voice next door continues, like singing, mmmmmmmmmm

Especially the woman's voice, which can be pinched out of the water by lingering, is not ashamed.

Rong Huan is crazy, is this what she should hear as a single dog?

And big brother and sister, it's the middle of the night, how good are you spirits? Don't you even need to sleep?

Rong Huan endured, couldn't bear it anymore, changed his clothes, put on his shoes, and knocked on the door next door menacingly.

But she raised her hand, and just knocked on it, and found that the door was open......

Eh, how hard did she knock on the door? Although she is good at being aggressive, her good cultivation still forces her to knock on the door very friendly.

Rong Huan stared at the door that opened with a light touch, and suddenly there were three black lines on his forehead, so the door next door was not locked?

Well...... The ancients did the same...... open?

But think about it, you look at the sound emitted, it's like the wind is going down, no, the doors are open, and the wind is blowing back and forth, tinkling, such a big movement, it doesn't hide the love of the two people, it's fun......

Still fighting on their own.

Rong Huan looked at the mess in the house, silently stretched out his hand, wanting to help someone close the door, forget it, don't complain, it's a big deal that he doesn't sleep, it's okay to read hard, it's not bad to read a book, why do you have to beat the mandarin duck, Rong Huan is a very easy-going character.

But just as she was stretching out her hand to help someone close the door, the July wind came again, blowing the beaded curtains in the house jingling, and an unknown flower on the windowsill swayed and fluttered.

This is 31wx chapter. With the wind, the curtain on the bed, which had been closed, was also brought up, revealing a pair of entangled figures inside.

Rong Huan swore that she was a disciplined person, and she didn't want to turn her head to look, but the woman suddenly let out a reverie, the voice was so loud, and it was accompanied by a little familiarity, which made people subconsciously turn their heads.

Who knew that in the next second, her whole body was petrified.

She's right? It should be right, Rong Huan rubbed his eyes vigorously, and forgot whether he was familiar or not.

That man is ...... Xie Ling?

The curtain fell again, blocking the beauty of the room, because of the angle, Rong Huan did not see the woman's appearance, only knew that the hair was very long, very dark, very thick, very well-raised, the skin was still very white, oh, the body was also good, and the legs were thin.

Rong Huan was still stupidly in place.

Longevity, Xie Ling, who said that he was good, was a very dedicated male protagonist, and what about Shuangjie, who said that he was good, why hadn't the female protagonist appeared yet, Xie Ling would find someone to open it now. Meat, and he didn't shy away from making such a big move next door to her, isn't this Xie Ling's style at all?

Controlling the big and making the owl. Rong Huan entered the state of detective in an instant, looking at six ways and listening to all directions.

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