"Xiaofeng, what are you looking at?" Gently, a pair of cold and white arms hugged Lu Xiaofeng from behind, and a faint and fragrant breath spit on his shoulder, followed by a slightly heavy, but reassuring one.

Leaned on his shoulder and touched his heart.

The moon hangs in the west, and the bright light shines in the middle of the sky, spreading all over the world, and illuminating the entire Lu Garden with a brilliant light.

In the quiet night, the pavilions in the Lu Garden, which covers an area of dozens of tilts, are lined with pavilions, the pavilions are leaning on each other, the rows are one after another, one by one, but there is indescribable beauty and wealth.

This is Lu Xiaofeng's home, Lu Yuan, his manor.

Although the life of the rivers and lakes is wonderful, no matter how wonderful the scenery is, it will make people tired of seeing it for a long time, at this time, people should always find a place to rest.

Lu Xiaofeng was very lucky, in the days of wandering the rivers and lakes, he also found his own home, and pinned the heart of a prodigal son on it, so that his ship, which had been in the wandering place for too long and had been scarred, docked a little.

Without looking back, Lu Xiaofeng knew that it was his wife, Shaman, who spoke.

It can only be her!

Even, when Shaman ascended to the attic, Lu Xiaofeng knew that it was not by virtue of his perception ability beyond the limits of ordinary people, but by a divine and inexplicable sense, and there was a spirit between lovers and lovers.

It's easy to understand!

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng deeply felt that there was something more wonderful in the world than the finger of the spirit rhino...... The subtle connection between hearts and minds.

But Lu Xiaofeng still turned around, stretched out his two arms, and held Shaman firmly, firmly, as if he had fixed his life, quietly looking at her.

Looking back, it is not only a response to her, but also his own thoughts, an action that comes from the heart.

Under the moonlight, Shaman naturally drooped his long hair, dressed alone in goose yellow light yarn, and tied a white silk forging around his waist, showing seven points of clarity and three points of temptation.

The already tall figure is set off by the light gauze more and more exquisitely, and it is more and more sophisticated.

Lu Xiaofeng's nasal voice unconsciously became heavy.

"Idiot!"

Shaman chuckled, his tone was as gentle as ever, but there was a different kind of teasing in the gentleness, and his cat-like eyes flashed with a faint light, like a few falling sparks, and suddenly, it ignited Lu Xiaofeng.

The light veil was clinging to the curtain, flying light, and the moonlight flowed down quietly, sprinkled to the attic, but it was suddenly broken by the soft tent floating in the attic, and it fell with the wind, moving with the shadow, and the two entangled shadows condensed into a ball, and could no longer distinguish each other.

The wind blew softly, making the trees rattle, like a group of noisy guests, shouting to give the happy host's house a good look.

Gradually, even the moonlight couldn't sit still, as if he was shy, pulled a touch of clouds, and covered himself.

The light dimmed for a moment!

Time was still slowly passing, and when the clouds dissipated, the moon wheel had changed positions, and the chaos in the attic had stopped.

"What were you thinking just now?" Gently leaning on Lu Xiaofeng's chest, Shaman stretched out her cardamom jade finger to draw circles on his chest, with a slight flush on her face, touching, a touch of sperm sweat slipped down her back, and the Qiu that was wrapped by the two of them was absorbed and disappeared.

disappears, just like the air is gradually drifting away, but it can still make people's hearts impetuous breath.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Shaman's eyes seriously, carefully distinguishing the brilliant crystals embedded in the amber eyes, and smiled softly: "I'm thinking about you!"

He said it bluntly, simply, almost as if it were the truth, but it contained endless affection, from the heart, without any taste of artificiality.

Also, there can't be.

Yes, for Shaman, Lu Xiaofeng is indeed sincere, how can there be artificiality, every word, every word, is from the bottom of his heart.

"I hate it, it's all old husbands and wives, you still say such sensual things, aren't you afraid that people will listen to the joke?" Shaman suddenly felt ashamed, and threw himself into Lu Xiaofeng's arms, doing nothing.

But her eyes flashed with joy.

How can there be a conversation between lovers?

Lu Xiaofeng didn't think there was, and he wouldn't be insensitive, but he heard him say again: "Where is my Shaman old, who dares to talk nonsense, I want to knock on the door." ”

"I know, I know, Lu Daxia is a famous martial arts sect, but he is really domineering!"

Qingguang moved, but there were endless love words between the two, I don't know how long, even the moonlight returned to the clouds to rest, and the sound in the attic gradually stopped.

Gently stroking Shaman's back, Lu Xiaofeng had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was deep in his eyes, as if confusion flashed.

This night, I slept so deeply...... Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes gently.

On the second day, the sun was shining, Lu Xiaofeng was woken up by the golden light shining into the attic, his pupils contracted for a while, Lu Xiaofeng adapted to the light, and what was imprinted in his eyes was Shaman, who was holding a girl in his arms and looking forward to the prime minister.

Looking forward to each other, when he woke up, the first thing he saw was them, her and his daughter.

Yes, that girl is Lu Xiaofeng's daughter, Lu Xiaoman.

If it weren't for the ties of this family, how could Lu Xiaofeng, the prodigal son, really settle down and establish the so-called Lu Garden next to Taihu Lake.

"Taihu, is this here?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly flashed a trace of doubt in his heart, as if he felt that the name Taihu appeared in his mind, it was really a little sudden.

What was sudden was not the name of Taihu Lake, but the way Taihu Lake appeared, as if it did not come out of his memory, but was forced into it.

"Xiaofeng, did you sleep well this night?" Shaman gently shook his daughter, his mouth whispered softly from time to time, and the love in his eyes seemed to overflow.

Shaman, moving is still the same, the same as last night, but different. Last night's moving was a kind of temptation, and this time's moving was filled with a great feeling.

"This is my woman!" Lu Xiaofeng said to herself, a little tidy, stood up with her fur blanket on, walked to Shaman's side, looked at her again, suddenly leaned down, and kissed her on the forehead gently.

"What are you doing, my daughter is watching?"

Sha Manjiao snorted, stretched out her fingers, and played with the girl's pink lips, playing a joke that can only be played between mothers and daughters, making the girl giggle.

And she giggled.

"Come, let me hug me!" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly stretched out his hand and reached in front of Shaman.

"Oh, then you can be careful, you are not at home all year round, and you are not afraid that your daughter will not recognize you in the future. Shaman blamed softly, and handed Lu Xiaoman into Lu Xiaofeng's hands with some dissatisfaction, although she was quite complaining, but the love in her eyes has not changed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely be by your side in the future. Lu Xiaofeng held Lu Xiaoman high, facing the sun, looking at her seriously, looking at her sparse hair, looking at her pink skin, looking at her little eyes that showed curiosity and fear, her heart was full of satisfaction, and she suddenly turned around and said.

"What you said is true, and you won't be able to come back this time?" Shaman's words were urgent, and she asked two questions in a row, but her anxious mood was exposed.

Although Lu Yuan is good, there are countless delicacies to enjoy, and there are countless servants and maids to serve, but Lu Xiaofeng, as the master, does not live permanently, Shaman lives alone, and is accompanied by her daughter Lu Xiaoman, after all, her heart is still lonely.

What woman doesn't want her lover to be by her side, by her side with her children, even if Shaman is a child of the rivers and lakes, she has the same expectations.

In this regard, there is no difference between Jianghu people and ordinary people.

"Naturally it's true, what I Lu Xiaofeng said, naturally there is a sentence, how can it be false?" Lu Xiaofeng said categorically, but suddenly handed Lu Xiaoman back to Shaman and walked out of the attic.

"Xiaofeng, what are you going to do?" In a hurry, her daughter suddenly moved slightly in Shaman's eyes, and a drop of crystal tears suddenly flowed down.

"Wow, wow!" At the same time, Lu Xiaoman, who didn't know whether he was frightened by Lu Xiaofeng's rude movements or his mother's shouting, also cried.

The little hand stretched out timidly, as if he was holding someone.

"I'll go find you!" Lu Xiaofeng shook his hand, faced the scorching sun, and stepped out of the pavilion in one step, but never looked back.

Shaman and Lu Xiaoman are here, where is he looking for them?

The sun became more and more brilliant, the golden light became more and more abundant, and in a moment, Lu Xiaofeng's figure was blurred, and there were more and more tears in Shaman's eyes, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which was a kind of smile waiting for happiness and will usher in happiness.

......

The golden palace is magnificent, the wide hall is carved with railings, and the jade pillars are lined up, but there is endless glow blooming, or gold or blue, like a beautiful rainbow.

After a while, there were balls of light that radiated a misty light flying in front of Jade, like groups of mischievous children, playing beside him.

In the dense light, you can faintly see various shapes such as bells, tripods, swords, seals, etc., although the style is too small, but they all exude an awe-inspiring atmosphere that cannot be ignored.

That is, there are many magic weapons stored in the Golden Palace.

And Jade finally passed through the endless fog and came to the island in the middle of the lake, the island in the heart of the lake, which the predecessors of the Tiangang Sect could not climb for thousands of years.

"Hahaha...... With this treasure, what Tiangang Sect, what Lu Xiaofeng, go to the hell, in the future, it will be the era of my jade to cross the two worlds. ”

The magic weapons of the gods are all here, and such a rich treasure is only enjoyed by Jade Ji alone, how can his joy not be arrogant?

Jade, but she is completely immersed and can't extricate herself.

The fog dissipated, the air on the lake was clear, and he could no longer cover his vision, looking at the jade that was not far from him, Lu Xiaofeng smiled dumbly.