Ling Shouyi said succinctly: "You are a monk. ”

Xia Lianqiao didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Cool death is also death......"

Looking at Ling Shouyi's suddenly changing gaze, she realized what she had just said.

The rest is basically up to her. After she blew up the truck and admitted that her tears were so cool last night that she cried, Ling Shouyi refused to let her go easily.

A young man who has just reached out to his sweetheart is a beast that can't be fed.

The bed curtain fell, and Xia Lianqiao was still trying to struggle, putting her arms around his neck and whispering, "Big Brother Bai will find out......"

Ling Shouyi bit her ear: "I fell into the enchantment, and he can't get in." ”

"But Big Brother Bai is also a Huadan monk after all......"

"Don't talk about him." Ling Shouyi didn't think about it, resolutely refused, and bit her neck this time.

He looked at her lips, and several times he couldn't help but wonder why her mouth kept saying so many strange things.

At that time, he was so angry that he was speechless, and he just wanted a silence spell to shut her up.

Later, he watched intently as her lips opened and closed, and he just wanted to attach his lips to block her gushing, fast-like speech.

Ling Shouyi narrowed her eyes, and thousands of emotions surged in her heart, rolling up her little tongue to dance with it. Now, he's finally doing what he's always dreamed of.

Seal with a kiss.

Brushing away her quickly sweaty hair, he took in her reaction without blinking, refusing to let go of the slightest.

But why, is it still not enough?

Inadequate.

It's not enough.

Even if the night was ridiculous, I didn't feel like I was having fun.

He had never seen anything intoxicating about men and women, and he thinks so to this day. It's not interesting in itself, but because of her presence, because you can see her different reactions that can't be seen by outsiders, things that weren't interesting have become memorable.

Like falling into a fairyland, you can't stop, drunk and dreaming of death.

Wine can wear people's will, a beautiful boy is in his arms, this kind of life is too erosive!

When the sun was up, Xia Forsythia decisively kicked Ling Shouyi out of bed, refusing to let him get close by half an inch.

Until he did a little too much, the young man who was satisfied was also very talkative, and he didn't insist anymore.

Ling Shouyi stood under the bed for a while, and pursed his lips embarrassedly: "Then I'll go back to the room first, you ......"

His tone paused slightly, with a little guilt: "Have a good rest." ”

This step turned back three times, and before opening the door, he didn't forget to stop talking, and said tenderly, "I'll come to see you later." ”

Xia Forsythia: ?

"Don't come again!!"

What kind of love is this person, who is in love, with a sticky brain, and a meow essence?

After Ling Shouyi left, Xia Lianyi's two arms poked out of the tent to make sure that the environment outside the tent was safe. She breathed a sigh of relief, quietly pulled open the bed tent, and sneakily touched her clothes.

Afraid that Ling Shouyi would go and return, she quickly dressed up, and finally had a chance to check herself in the mirror.

…… This blushing looks like a tomato.

She'd better stay in the house today and not come out.

After separating from Xia Lianqiao, Ling Shouyi returned to the room.

When he was in Xianmen in the past, the palace was deserted, like a snow cave, and he didn't feel anything at that time.

Now she has just left her warm spring-like house, and there is still the touch of warm nephrite in her arms. At this time, I saw that the room was deserted, and I couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Then push the window to see the sky in the distance, boundless falling trees, Xiao Xiao down, the lonely geese are lost, and they are flying south.

I can't help but feel emotional, I feel related, thinking that I am now alone, and my heart is even more lonely and hesitant.

The thoughts in her heart were indescribable, Ling Shouyi was restless for a while, so she simply sat down in front of the case, laid out paper and ink, and created a Dan prescription for her.

Then from the mustard sac a sacrifice of a Ding furnace. Lowered his eyelashes and concentrated on opening the alchemy for her.

While taking care of the fire, I secretly warned myself in my heart.

He was too Meng Lang last night, and he must not be like this in the future.

This pill recipe was not complicated, but in two hours, Ling Shouyi took out a white jade-like pill with a strange fragrance from the Ding furnace.

Write another piece of letterhead and send it along with the pill.

I wanted to fly the sword to pass the book, but I felt that the killing aura was too strong, and after a little thought, Ling Shouyi condensed an aura in his hand and turned into a light green sparrow.

The little finch tilted her head, opened a pair of small eyes the size of black beans, and looked curiously at the black-haired and white-clothed, cold and beautiful beauty in front of her.

The beauty lowered her eyes, touched its wings, and said, "Send it to Forsythia." ”

In the evening, an uninvited guest came to the windowsill of Xia Forsythia.

The bluebird came with a book.

Qingque'er looked at her curiously, chirping up and down on the windowsill, urging her to hurry up and write the letter.

Charcellu: "......"

Such a romantic, literary and sullen behavior. She didn't have to think twice to guess who the bird's owner was.

Of course, the real blue bird is the blue bird that sent a message to the Queen Mother of the West in myths and legends, and the one in front of him is a pirated copy at best.

When I took the letter and looked at it, I saw that the handwriting was clear and elegant, and there was a wind and snow.

is such a good hand, but the content written can be called a resentment.

"Yingying is by the water, and the night sky is self-pitying.

No matter how hard it is, the river cannot be filled.

Inch of affection is knotted, and the heart is hanging everywhere.

Willing to be a double blue bird, in front of the mirror"

Xia Lianqiao thought about the picture of Ling Shouyi's "self-pity in the night sky", and continued to look down.

The pen is concise, full of fairy spirit.

The next words are not like being a hooligan than a hooligan.

First of all, he apologized for Meng Lang's behavior this morning, and wrote a new Dan prescription for her.

"If you're so uncomfortable......

It can be mashed and applied to the sore spots. ”

Carefully identify, the ink dot is the word "jade door".

Because the attitude is too correct and concerned, it can only be said that it is "the benevolence of the doctor", and there is absolutely no other intention.

Xia Forsythia: "......" recalled that she wrote to him before, and he couldn't read it back, who was this sticky spirit in front of him?

Chapter 84

All in all, after this small dispute, Xia Lianqiao and Ling Shouyi returned to the honeymoon period.

She was afraid that the contradiction between Ling Shouyi and Lao Bai would be directly intensified. didn't tell Bai Ji'an the fact that she and Ling Shouyi were in love.

But in front of Bai Ji'an, he also politely showed some intimacy with Ling Shouyi, hoping to give Lao Bai a preventive injection in advance.

Fortunately, Lao Bai and Lang Huan have been busy with cultivation recently, and they are too busy to separate themselves and lack skills. Even when he looked up and saw her and Ling Shouyi sitting together, talking head to head, he was only stunned and didn't bother.

In fact, Xia Forsythia vaguely felt that Lao Bai might have been aware.

The biggest headache for her was Ling Shouyi.

Whenever this time, Ling Shouyi's eyelashes moved, and he reached out to hold her palm firmly, but he narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not look at Bai Ji'an.

With his actions, he perfectly implemented the decisive character of others who did not talk much.

Charcellu: "......"

She always felt that Ling Shouyi was still thinking about the dispute in the secret realm at the beginning.

This person's personality is awkward, she can be regarded as having a personal experience.

After Lao Bai and Lang Huan had gone to cultivate, Xia Lianqiao turned around, faced Ling Shouyi, and reiterated again and again, "Why do you always care so much about Big Brother Bai, I don't like him again."

Ling Shouyi: "You have to mention this to me, do you?" ”

Xia Lianqiao was anxious: "But I can't let you misunderstand me like this, I at least have to prove my innocence, right?" ”

Ling Shouyi's face was expressionless: "Okay, what about Sima Yuanyi?" ”

"What's going on?" Xia Forsythia was stunned.

Ling Shouyi was silent for half a second, and said, "She didn't look at you right. ”

Summer Forsythia was stunned.

The brain rumbled, looking at Ling Shouyi, he was amazed.

“…… Xiaoling, this is the first time I've found out that you still have the potential to be a fandom. ”

Ling Shouyi frowned: "Homo ...... Man? Why? ”

She is serious: "It means that the brain is very strong." ”

Although Ling Shouyi didn't know it clearly, he also intuitively guessed that it was not a good word, he pursed the corner of his lower lip, paused for a while, and asked a question that he had been thinking about for a long time: "What about Jiang Yuyu?" Xiuxiu? ”

Xia Forsythia's eyes widened completely and looked at him in disbelief, "What does this have to do with Xiuxiu?" ”

Ling Shouyi: "......"

“…… You and he chose the name of the child. ”

She had an ominous premonition in her heart: "...... How long have you been thinking about it? ”