Xiao Yan was brought back from his thoughts by Qinglin's clear cry, and turned around, feeling very embarrassed.
Xiao Yan's reaction made Qing Lin seem to think of something. When he lowered his head and looked down, he found that he was naked with his delicate body, and his pretty dimples suddenly turned red. He hurriedly took out the clothes from the ring and randomly covered his delicate body, hanging down slightly in shyness.
"Qing Lin, this...I...sigh..."
Xiao Yan opened his mouth to explain, but in the end it just turned into a sigh. Say sorry, things have already happened like this; say it is unintentional, remember that he seems to be an overlord forcing his bow. This makes Xiao Yan worried, originally
He was not good at words and really didn't know how to explain it. He just looked at Qinglin blankly, rubbing his hands uneasily, and opened his mouth several times, but could not spit out a word, with a look of shame on his face.
Does Brother Xiao Yan dislike him? When Qing Lin saw Xiao Yan's expression, his heart was like a knife piercing his heart, and his little face turned pale and colorless.
He sighed, perhaps because he really couldn't bear Xiao Yan to fall into deep embarrassment. Qing Lin struggled fiercely in his heart for a while, then he gritted his teeth and said almost word for word: "Although I don't know what brother Xiao Yan has done before.
What's wrong, but Qinglin wants to tell brother Xiao Yan that Qinglin is voluntary, and brother Xiao Yan doesn't need to feel so guilty. Qinglin knows that he can't reach the level of brother Xiao Yan. With brother Xiao Yan's previous care, Qinglin is already very good.
I’m satisfied.”
After saying these words, Qing Lin seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and tears fell down. She was afraid in her heart, afraid that in Xiao Yan's heart she was still the little girl she was back then, the little sister who didn't understand anything.
A girl has said all this. If Xiao Yan doesn't know what to do, then he is really not a human being.
"Green scales."
Xiao Yan saw that Qing Lin not only did not blame him for a word, but instead thought about himself at all times. With a daughter like this, what else could a husband ask for? Xiao Yan was moved and rushed over to Qing Lin, hugging Qing Lin tightly, and already accepted Qing Lin in his heart.
Qing Lin cried with joy in Xiao Yan's arms, her small face was made pitiful by the tears, which made Xiao Yan feel extremely pitiful.
"No, no, I will call you Qing'er from now on." Xiao Yan hugged Qing Lin, seeming to murmur, but also seeming to express his feelings, "From now on, you will be my Qing'er... Hehe,
My Qing'er has grown up and is no longer that little girl. She will be my Xiao Yan's woman from now on..."
More tears came out of Qinglin. She closed her eyes and pinched her arm quietly. The pain showed that she was not dreaming. She whispered: "Brother Xiao Yan, Qinglin wants to be with you in his dreams."
Where is the woman... Qinglin wants to ask Brother Xiao Yan a word, is that okay?"
"Of course, just ask." Xiao Yan no longer felt guilty as before, hugging Qing Lin and immersed in Qing Lin's tenderness.
"Qing Lin wants to ask Brother Xiao Yan if he really has Qing Lin in his heart." Qing Lin turned around and looked at Xiao Yan with a look of anticipation on his face.
"Of course there is, there always is!" Xiao Yan replied confidently.
"Then why did brother Xiao Yan look unhappy just now? Qing Lin thought that brother Xiao Yan disliked Qing Lin." Qing Lin pouted her little mouth, and her playful look was very much like that of a little girl who was coquettishly flirting with her lover.
daughter in law.
"Um...how could it happen? I didn't know what was going on before, so I was confused with you...I didn't expect it was you, and I was afraid that I had used force on you.
I'm afraid you don't want to..." Xiao Yan said.
Xiao Yan didn't tell lies. He was really at a loss because of this. He never imagined that he had a relationship with a woman in a dream, nor did he expect that this woman was Qinglin, let alone that Mr. Zhan was secretly moving towards him.
hands and feet.
After receiving the affirmative answer from her sweetheart, Qing Lin smiled as brightly as a flower, and buried her little face in Xiao Yan's arms. Her heart was as sweet as drinking honey, and she said softly: "Brother Xiao Yan is still so stupid... Qing Lin is willing in her heart..."
....”
"Oh, my Qing'er has really grown up... By the way, how did you get here?" Xiao Yan asked, gently stroking Qing Lin's silk.
Chapter 87: Monster Saint (7)
"I don't know either. When Brother Xiao Yan broke through Dou Emperor, Qing'er suddenly heard a call from somewhere and was taken into this tower."
"It was very dark in the tower and I couldn't get out. Qing'er was so scared. At that time, Qing'er really wanted brother Xiao Yan to be around. Qing'er thought that as long as brother Xiao Yan was here, he would be able to get out. So Qing'er
I practice hard, want to break the seal as soon as possible, and go out to find brother Xiao Yan."
"Brother Xiao Yan, you know, Qing'er was so helpless at that time. Fortunately, I can still think about brother Xiao Yan. As long as I think of you, I won't be afraid of anything."
Speaking of this, Qing Lin's body actually trembled slightly, as if that scene was right in front of him.
It turns out that Qing Lin followed the Ziwu Lingxu Tower to the Dou Emperor Continent, but he was not as strong as Dou Di and could not compete with the rules of heaven and earth, so he could only be trapped in the dark space of the tower, practicing alone in loneliness and fear.
"Okay, Qing'er, all this has passed. Now that I am by your side, you are no longer alone and you no longer have to be afraid." Xiao Yan comforted him, patting Qing Lin's back with his palm.
"Yeah." Qing Lin snuggled into Xiao Yan's arms obediently, her face full of happiness.
"By the way, when I was at the top of the tower, a voice often told me that I was a saint from some kind of monster clan, and that I should practice well and shoulder great responsibilities in the future." Qinglin suddenly raised his head.
, said to Xiao Yan with some confusion.
"Uh..." Xiao Yan almost swallowed his breath and couldn't breathe for a long time. Then he remembered the identity of the Saint of the Qinglin Demon Clan. He twisted Qinglin's body and held Qinglin's body.
He looked at Qing Lin with his shoulders and looked at Qing Lin. He saw that Qing Lin was a little straight and timid, and he felt a little proud in his heart: "Haha, my woman is a saint from the demon clan, hahahaha."
But before I could get carried away, I felt a basin of cold water being poured down. Holy girl, what is a saint? Saints of any race are pure and innocent, but Qinglin is now his own woman, if she is raped by the demon clan
Got it, will the Monster Clan come after me to death? Darling, the entire Monster Clan will come after me to death...
"I hope I won't be discovered by the demon clan. When my Xiao clan grows stronger, humph, I can confidently marry the demon clan's saint girl home!" At this time, Xiao Yan's desire to expand his power and improve his strength was extremely strong.
"What's wrong, are you feeling uncomfortable? Or is Xiao Yan's brother afraid that Qing Lin is a demon clan saint?" Qing Lin asked a little worriedly when he saw Xiao Yan's face was gloomy.
"I'm fine. Qing'er is a saint from the demon race. In Dou Emperor Continent, this is a supremely glorious status. How can I be taboo about it?"
Xiao Yan slowly told Qinglin about the structure of Doudi Continent and his experiences after coming to Doudi Continent, but he sighed quietly in his heart. Zhen Ni is the daughter of the emperor of the human race, and Qing Muer is the emperor of the demon race.
My sister, Qinglin is now a saint from the demon clan, I really don’t know whether to call myself lucky or evil.
In addition to these sighs, Xiao Yan also had a deep confusion in his heart, and that was about smelting the blood of the demon clan.
Now that he has been with the demon saint, why is there no blood reaction at all? But if having sex with the demon saint has no effect, why would Mr. Zhan spend so much energy to make it so mysterious?
Chapter 87: Monster Saint (8)
"I didn't expect that Brother Xiao Yan had to suffer a lot when he came to the Dou Emperor Continent, but Brother Xiao Yan is so awesome. He has become a four-star Dou Emperor in such a short time, and he is quite famous." Qing Lin listened happily.
Xiao Yan told himself, looking at Xiao Yan with pride in his eyes.
"Haha, it's just a fluke." Men always feel a little proud when being praised by their women.
"Brother Xiao Yan is still so humble." Qing Lin caressed Xiao Yan's cheek, his eyes were watery, and his warm breath brushed against Xiao Yan's ears, making him feel restless.
Xiao Yan's arm around Qing Lin couldn't help but tighten a little. Wherever his hand touched, he felt Qing Lin's soft and satin-like skin. The warmth and softness penetrated his heart, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Yesterday I was in a daze, with the beautiful woman in my arms, so I was so confused that I had no memory. What a pity." Xiao Yan regretted, his heartbeat started to increase, and his throat was a little dry.
Qing Lin raised his head and looked at Xiao Yan's confused eyes. He seemed to be aware of Xiao Yan's intention. He hurriedly closed his loose collar to cover the half-exposed spring light. His face was as red as a peach blossom and he lowered his head shyly.
head.
Little did he know, her shy attitude of refusing to welcome her aroused Xiao Yan's desire even more. Xiao Yan stared at the beauty's ice and snow jade cheeks, and felt that they were so beautiful and moving that his heart and soul trembled. He couldn't help but get closer and shine on the bright red face.
Danzhu's red mouth was kissed.
"No, no..."
"No, no...I want it."
The swung pink fist fell weakly on Xiao Yan. Qing Lin was already speechless. Only his gasping voice encouraged Xiao Yan.
"I didn't take good care of Qing'er yesterday, so let me make up for it today."
Xiao Yan was like a burning fire, he could no longer breathe, he didn't even care about his body, he opened his chest, and all his clothes fell off, then he flicked his fingers like lightning, and flicked the green scale clothes belt away, and with a slight tug, the snow clothes were as thin as cicada wings.
Then it floated down...
I don’t know how long it took, but the clouds cleared and the rain dispersed...