It's good that he didn't mention it, when he spoke, Lin Xuan'er threw himself into his arms, and howled loudly like a trembling pear blossom, sobbing constantly, where was there still the appearance of the little pepper before, it was completely a little girl who had been wronged: "You, you rascal, what are you doing when you come back, I just die and never want to see you again, don't you want me?"

Looking at her broken liver and intestines, you know how much lovesickness and pain she has suffered in the past few days, Qiao Xuan patted her little face distressedly, and whispered in her ear: "Who said I don't want you anymore? You are my heart, you are my liver, you are three-quarters of me, can I leave my little liver? Then it is better to kill me!"

Lin Xuan'er snorted, hurriedly put her pretty face into his arms, and said with a red face: "You rascal is not ashamed to speak." I don't believe it. If you have the ability, you can say it again!"

Qiao Xuan laughed, raised her blushing face, and said, "My little Lin Xuan'er, say this a thousand times, ten thousand times is no problem." Before the words fell, a big mouth was printed with the delicate lotus mouth. Savor the familiar scent.

Lin Xuan'er was immersed in Qiao Xuanai's offensive with a sigh, and there was a stunning flush on her tear-stained pretty face.

With the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, Qiao Xuan's hands were not idle, up and down, touching the tall [***] for a while, and kneading the pretty ** for a while.

Qiao Xuan secretly sighed, although this chick's body has lost a little weight, [***] and the feeling of her buttocks have not changed at all, and she is still so elastic and plump.

Although he was up and down, Qiao Xuan was still measured, and did not make further teasing, and now he still has serious things to do, and it will not be easy to clean up if he hooks the sky. It's not time to eat this little sheep yet.

After an earth-shattering lingering, the little sheep was finally appeased, Qiao Xuan hugged Lin Xuan'er who was curled up in his arms, and smiled proudly.

"Hooligans, what have you been doing these days? Why didn't you even leave me a letter and disappeared, do you know how worried I am about you?" Lin Xuan'er, who had recovered, couldn't help but ask when she remembered her doubts in the past few days.

"It's hard to put into words. Let's talk about it. Qiao Xuan sighed, then sat on a bluestone with Lin Xuan'er, and told her about the experience of the past few days.

Except for the part where he was passionate about Wuyue, Qiao Xuan didn't hide it, after all, there was no need to hide it. It's just plain like a narrative.

But it is this bland narrative that makes people feel more real and touching, and Lin Xuan'er can't help but have red circles in her eyes after listening to it. Moved by the true feelings and filial piety of the foggy moon.

Although Lin Xuan'er and Wuyue Zhenren don't communicate very often, this Wuyue Zhenren is her elder after all, and Lin Xuan'er still respects her very much.

I have long heard that this Wuyue Zhenren is short-tempered, unkind, and a difficult person to get along with, but I didn't expect that there are these reasons in this, Lin Xuan'er, who is also a woman, can naturally understand the pain suffered by Wuyue Zhenren, this kind of watching his loved ones suffer and he can't do anything, this kind of mood is even more uncomfortable than death. And she did not hesitate to sacrifice her surname in order to save her loved ones, this kind of moving action, just ask how many people in heaven and earth can do it.

Women are all animals with a sense of surname, and when they think of this, they are naturally extremely admired and moved, and as for the details of fooling Qiao Xuandang to replace the dead ghost, they naturally ignore it, and they are full of sympathy for Wuyue.

"Stinky boy, you must cure the curse of the real person of the foggy moon, otherwise I will not let you go. Lin Xuan'er wiped a few handfuls of tears, hugged Qiao Xuan's arm and said very seriously.

"Little girl, do you see your young master, am I the kind of person who doesn't save me when I see death? Qiao Xuan's words are not false, for his own woman to go to heaven and earth, go to the soup and go to the fire, what is there to hesitate, it is originally a matter of duty. It's just that Qiao Xuan didn't dare to say to Lin Xuan'er that Wuyue had become his woman now, I'm afraid this little girl can't stand it suddenly, so let's guide it slowly in the future, Qiao Xuan thought a little shamelessly in his heart.

"That's pretty much it. Lin Xuan'er seemed to be very satisfied with this promise, hugged Qiao Xuan's arm, and snuggled her head against it. However, seeing this stinky rascal being so good to other women, there is always a sour feeling, and the woman's intuition feels that the relationship between the two of them is not ordinary, and it is by no means just a relationship between master and apprentice as he said.

But after thinking about it, this affectionate and intentional hooligan is what she likes, and if she doesn't do this, she won't be the rascal in her mind. If he gets the same curse as the foggy moon, this stinky rascal will definitely be desperate to save himself, and when he thinks of this, he has a warm sense of happiness in his heart, and it will be balanced.

"That's right, little girl, there is not much time left in this foggy moon, I want to rush to the Spirit Beast Peak Spirit Beast Hall to meet Cui Ping Zhenren, borrow the nine-tailed snow fox, you go back first, I will look for you later." Qiao Xuan has never been able to let go of his thoughts, now is really not the time to fall in love.

"I'll go with you, this Cuiping real person is not what you stinky rascal can say. Lin Xuan'er raised her head from Qiao Xuan, and looked at Qiao Xuan with a worried look on her face.

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