Yang Zimei stood and watched Long Zhutian get into the car.
The car drove a few meters and suddenly stopped.
Long Zhutian jumped out of the car, ran towards her, came to her, opened his arms to hold her in his arms, lowered his head to look for her lips...
Yang Zimei closed her eyes and took the initiative to meet him.[
After the first experience, she felt much smoother this time. She didn't hold her breath and knew how to breathe. Perhaps because she was deeply in love, she also knew how to use her lilac tongue to pursue his arousal.
At this moment, her whole body felt as if she was stepping on the clouds, drifting like a drowning person, tightly clinging to Long Zhutian, the two of them crazily seeking each other's sweetness.
I really hope that time can stop at this moment!
I really hope I can stay with him like this forever!
It's a pity that all this was broken by your deliberate coughing, Yuzhenzi.
Yang Zimei hurriedly let go of Long Zhutian, blushed, and pushed him: "Let's go, I'll wait for you to come back."
Long Zhutian reached out and touched her blushing cheeks, looked at her deeply, waved to Yu Zhenzi who was rolling his eyes at the side, and then got in the car again...
The car drove farther and farther...
Yang Zimei's heart became more and more disappointed, as if someone had forcefully dug out a large piece of her heart.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, little nephew, you are almost turning into a Wang Fu Stone."
Yu Zhenzi shook his head and said, "He will be back soon. Looking at you like this, you look like you are parting from life or death."
Hearing the words "life and death", Yang Zimei's heart dropped with a thud.
She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and shouted: "Uncle, don't talk nonsense!"
"Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense, I'm wrong."
Yu Zhenzi patted his mouth and said, "Senior brother, let you go over there."
"OK."
Yang Zimei entered the house and went to the backyard to find the master.
Yuqing was sitting on a stone chair, holding the nine-eyed dzi bead in his hand.
"Master"[
Yang Zimei stepped forward and shouted.
"Niuniu, sit down."
Yuqing looked at her with tenderness and love in her eyes.
Yang Zimei sat down in front of him, looked at him and asked: "Master, is the spiritual energy of this nine-eyed dzi bead good?"
"Well, it's very good, but Niuniu, don't work so hard to extend your master's life in the future. Master is worried that it will affect your lifespan. If I lend you one more life, you may lose one day." Yuqing looked at her and said,
"Master has lived to such an age and has a good disciple like you. He has died without any regrets."
"Master, I have lived two lives. I don't ask for a long life. I just ask that you can be by my side while I am alive. I am willing to sacrifice my life in exchange for Master's life."
Yang Zimei said in an emotional tone.
Yu Qing smiled faintly, handed her the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead and said, "It's better that you carry this Dzi Bead with you. Master, I may not be able to bear such aura."
"Why?"
"Niuniu, Master also told you that things that carry spiritual energy must also pay attention to physical fitness, otherwise they will be weak and unreplenished. Ordinary people cannot afford to carry such a magic weapon. Master, I can't afford it either.
But, it’s suitable for you to carry.”
"I thought Master would be suitable to wear it too."
Yang Zimei reluctantly took the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead. With the Dzi Bead in his hand, a warm and comfortable breath quickly filled the palm of his hand, which was very comfortable.
How could Master not be suitable to wear such a spiritual object?
Yang Zimei looked at the master, knowing in his heart that he was afraid that his life would be shortened because of him.
In fact, she really doesn't care about the length of her life, she is only afraid of losing it.
