Yao hurriedly shook her head, "That's not the case, my world is only you, that's because I haven't let others in, I just need you!" ”

The atmosphere became solemn, and after a while, she spoke again: "Xiaoxiao, don't you like me?" Didn't you like me what you said before? ”

Of course, Li Xiao also likes her, but this does not mean that he wants to puncture this delicate relationship between the two, once it is punctured, the consequences are unimaginable, he also admitted: "I do like you too, it's just that our two love each other has no result." ”

"You just treat me as a coward who dares to say and do."

He can guide Yao, but he can't guide her for a lifetime, Yao is to become a goddess with great love, and at this juncture, she must give up her little love.

Yao's voice weakened, and even begged a little: "We secretly, secretly, no one finds out about us....."

Li Xiao had never been angry with Yao, and he had never forced her anything, but at this time, he just wanted to stop this conversation in an extreme way.

Li Xiao stood up, pushed Yao against the pillar, and asked her, "Do you know what to do between two people who are in love?" ”

This is something that Yao doesn't know, thinking that it is the same as the usual relationship between Lixiao and her.

Li Xiao didn't ask her opinion this time, and leaned over to kiss Yao's lips.

This is the first time, there is no technical content, it is just a simple gnawing lingering.

He saw Yao's face flushed when he closed his eyes, but he didn't mean to stop.

Lixiao continued to kiss her, then kissed her neck and collarbone down, ripped off a bit of clothing, and nibbled carefully.

The feeling of numbness was something Yao had never experienced, her body trembled slightly, her hands clutched the corners of her clothes tightly, and she didn't dare to move.

Li Xiao bit her hard this time, and there was a pain in the more sensitive parts, and Yao scolded her softly.

Li Xiao immediately stopped his movements and stood up straight, stroked Yao's face seriously, and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

Yao didn't dare to answer.

Li Xiao hugged her into her arms and hugged her tightly, "Let's just do it like usual, just as if nothing happened, just keep your feelings firmly in your heart, and don't say anything more." ”

It has always been shallow, but the love is deep!

Yao was a little sad, she mustered up the courage to say what she said, but in the end she could only be forced to retract it, but she also knew what the consequences were, so she had to compromise.

The two hugged each other for a long time, and when they separated, they didn't say anything, and they got along as usual.

This layer of window paper seems to be stabbed and then barely glued back, but it still leaks from time to time, but the delicate relationship has become more subtle.

The usual hand-holding has become indignible.

The arrival of an uninvited guest completely burned this layer of window paper, leaving nothing behind.

He, Cangmo, the first Danqing master in the divine realm, no painting in his pen is not lifelike, the landscape is unique, and the beauty is beautiful.

He relied on his superb painting skills, and naturally captured the hearts of many goddesses, and he did not miss every flower in the flowers.

Hearing that Wanhuashen is a very beautiful place, he traveled all day long, and he also wanted to enjoy it and paint some good paintings.

Cangmo and Lixiao knew each other at a very early age, and at that time Cangmo saw Lixiao's unique temperament, and he didn't know how his ingenious face was long, and how to draw it was not as good as the appearance of a real person.

So for a long time after that, Lixiao was chased by Cangmo and begged to be a reference for his painting, and Cangmo didn't care about his background, and the love between the two was like this.

On that day, the combination of mountains, clouds, water, and flowers can be so suitable in the case that no one has specially pruned and transformed, and the collision and perfect fusion of red and green is simply the gospel of the painter, and it is a visual feast for everyone.

You've come to the right place!

Cangmo drew dozens of beautiful scenery with a dashing stroke, but the people in the lake made him stop writing.

She was bathing, her finger like an onion in her hand picked up the water and rushed to her delicate and smooth skin, she raised her hand slightly to brush aside the half-wet black hair behind her, revealing her white and flawless back.

Cangmo has also seen the white and tender skin of many goddesses, but looking at it from a distance like Yao, it seems that he can feel the faint fragrance of flowers, which is extremely attractive.

It's a pity that it's just a bathing back, he really wants to be able to see the beauty of the beauty, even if he is found, he will die without regrets....

Heaven also seemed to hear his petition, Yao turned his head in the next moment, his white face was still with a little crystal droplets, and his pink lips were moist and translucent, like pink dew drops hanging on flowers, like a hibiscus out of the water.

Cangmo's eyes were straight, and he wanted to look at it for a while, but he was caught a glimpse of Yao's cold eyes.

He had never seen a woman's eyes so cold, as cold as a thousand years of ice, and those eyes made the temperature around her so cold that people did not dare to approach.

What is called the death of peony flowers, and it is also romantic to be a ghost.

At the moment when Yao ripped her clothes and was about to get up, she still wanted to spy a little spring light, but the next moment she was frozen by frost, and she couldn't open her eyes and it was pitch black.