"Liu Baguio? It's a little thing to deal with......"

"I'm not talking about this, what the hell is going on with your body?" Yun Jitian frowned, and hugged Luo Yu tightly. [Full text reading. 】

Liu Baguio, who cares about her.

He received the report that Luo Yu had fallen inexplicably, so he rushed over in a hurry.

"Something happened to you?" The dark night next to him listened to the evil look of the ghost, and looked Luo Yudao up and down.

Hearing this, Luo Yu stretched out his hand and patted Yun Jitian's chest, and smiled at the dark dust and said, "It's okay, it is estimated that there are too many things, and I am too tired." ”

"Overtired?" Dusty Night was a little surprised.

However, it is also possible that there are too many things during this time, and he is a little unbearable, and Luo Yu has been busy for so long, it is inevitable that he will be tired.

Smiling face coped with the dark night, Luo Yu leaned on Yun Jitian's arms, but his eyes slowly went down, and his eyes fell on the exposed wrist of L.

That circle of traces, deep.

Is it for this reason?

Luo Yu had a smile on his face, but he understood a little in his heart.

And just as she was looking at it, the wrist tightened slightly, and Yun Jitian reached out to hold her hand.

Holding hands together, the same two traces.

Luo Yu raised his head and looked at the bottomless eyes of Shangyun Killing the Sky.

Looking at the worry in his eyes, Luo Yu pursed his lips lightly, there are some things that can be hidden from anyone in the world, but they can't hide it from Yun Jitian.

Holding Yun Jitian's hand with his backhand, Luo Yu didn't speak, only leaning on Yun Jitian's chest.

The autumn wind blows, and every bit is gentle.

Seeing this, the dark night on the side frowned almost invisibly.

The atmosphere of these two people, it is a kind of circle that does not enter, a circle that has no gaps.

Eyebrows, deep furrows, this feels very bad, very bad.

The wind blows through the world, and there is a lot of sorrow.

"Huhu ......" In this short silence, a golden luan phoenix in the sky flew towards this direction.

Falling feathers, falling feathers, on Jin Luanfeng's body, Xiaohong and Xiaoyin's jumping old Gao jumped and screamed happily.

"Little Silver and Little Red." Luo Yu looked up and saw it, and immediately bent his eyes, these two little guys hadn't seen it for a long time.

"Why did you run back? Missing work and settling accounts with the two of you. ”