Lin Tingyun seemed to feel something, but did not ask.

The warm palm hooked directly around the fairy's waist and circled her to his side. The godfather reached out and pinched her pink cheek with pity, and said in a low voice, "Huh? With a sigh, the clear tail note was raised slightly, "How can anyone boast about himself like this?" ”

The corners of Immortal Yin's red lips hooked, and he whispered in his ear: "Then from today onwards, you will know that someone is not only boasting. He also boasted of his peerless elegance and immortality. ”

Her youth is immortal, but what about him? Take advantage of a little girl at an age?

Lin Tingyun laughed and laughed, and looked at her with eyes that gradually deepened.

Today is the wedding night, and he won't be as big as Lin Shen and give his little wife to others, so ......

The man's jaw twitched slightly, and the ghost bowed his head and wanted to kiss the girl.

"Ahem." The old pope hid his sleeves to his lips and coughed fiercely, "Listen, it's time for you to take your little friend home, right?" "Children are not ashamed, but he can't be ashamed.

Xianxian quickly pushed away Lin Tingyun, who was stunned.

She didn't intend to interpret the young man's passionate and impulsive desires in front of the old man, and she didn't miss that call, "...... Listen? She was surprised.

Lin Tingyun's face was unnatural for the first time.

Was it her delusion?

The fairy glanced at the man, and then turned to look at the old pope.

The Pope pretended not to know anything, waved his hand to the two of them, and walked away.

This attitude of wanting to cover up made the fairy immediately understand something, looked at Lin Tingyun, and said clearly: "Listen!" ”

"Stop screaming." Lin Tingyun lost his temper when he was called, looked at the immortal's thirsty eyes, and sighed, "I was naughty when I was a child, so my godfather gave me a nickname according to Eastern customs." ”

"Listen, listen." The immortal enlightened answered.

Why isn't it called Jingjing? I want to be quiet.

A man in a white shirt with a long figure with a narrow waist and broad shoulders.

No matter whether it is static or moving, it is a group of spirits and unparalleled elegance.

And yet there's a—

"Listen!" The fairy screamed again.

Lin Tingyun suddenly asked an unrelated question: "Have you drunk tonight?" ”

Xianxian: "A little. ”

The two sat inside the church.

At night, the milk-colored church building is like a fairy tale dream, and the moonlight outside the window is like water, and the fiery red roses are as brilliant as ever.

The banquet had been removed, except for the mention of dark beer on the wall.

Lin Tingyun raised his hand to take the dark beer, hugged the girl with one hand, and slammed the mouth of the dark beer bottle towards the edge of the table with the other hand, and with a snap, the bottle cap fell to the ground.

He clings to the small bottle of beer and kisses her lower lip with the bottle.

The godfather's pale red lips whispered in her ear, "Then drink some more." ”

Xianxian subconsciously took a sip.

Lin Tingyun opened her mouth and bit her earlobe, her dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and she said meaningfully:

"Drink more, I don't mind what you want to call me at night."

"Whether it's ...... Listen, it's still the father. ”

"Poof!"

A mouthful of wine choked her, and the fairy coughed violently and her face turned red.

When an old man is playing with love/fun, it is really unexpected.

Lin Tingyun stroked her back with his palm, as the fairy looked over like a ghost.

He raised his eyebrows, unprovokedly rigorous and sultry, "You are my wife, why is it wrong for me to say this to you?" ”

Xianxian: "......"

Well......

Really, there's nothing wrong with that.

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