At this moment, Ling Luo suddenly felt a burning gaze coming from the east side.
She raised her head and faced him, and happened to meet a pair of deep blue eyes like the sea.
It's Xiaoling.
Xiaoling was still wearing a water-blue robe today, and her long silver hair glowed with the luster of the sea under the sun, but his face looked a little strangely pale.
Ling Luo frowned.
"What is Luo'er looking at?"
Ling Luo felt that someone suddenly breathed hot breath next to her ears, which made her ears itchy.
Xuanyuan Yu suddenly appeared behind her, stretched out his long arms, and wrapped his arms possessively around her body, hugging him intimately from behind, resting his chin on his shoulders, gently smelling the fragrance of her neck, and his voice
But it is full of fatal dangers.
"Luo'er, how dare you peek at that smelly fish in front of my husband, huh?"
Ling Luo's body froze, and she smiled cautiously and said, "No way, Yu, you are wrong."
"I'm not wrong! Hum~" A certain petty wife slave turned on the jealous husband mode again, with a fierce look on her face and her eyes almost turned green, "That smelly fish peeked at you, and you looked back. Why?
My husband is very unhappy."
"Uh...well, I was wrong."
It is impossible to reason with the petty wife-slave. Ling Luo is afraid of trouble, so she simply admits her mistake.
"From now on, you are not allowed to look at other men in your eyes, only look at me, do you hear me?" Xuanyuan Yu said threateningly, with deep eyes.
"Yeah, yeah." Ling Luo nodded obediently, withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and stared at Xuanyuan Yu intently, with a bright smile on his lips, "I'm just looking at you, okay?"
Xuanyuan Yu pouted, finally feeling a little satisfied.
"Bo".
Ling Luo leaned forward slightly and pressed a light kiss on Xuanyuan Yu's cheek.
A certain petty wife-slave in jealous husband mode hummed, then stretched out a hand and pointed at her lips.
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched hard.
What does it mean to push beyond the limits?
This is just pushing the envelope!!
"A lot of people are watching. Let's kiss again when we go back." Ling Luo turned her head and gave him a profile.
Xuanyuan Yu was unhappy, stretched out his two big hands, held Ling Luo's face, turned her over to face him, then put his lower lips and gave a heavy "pop".
"hey-hey!"
A triumphant smile appeared on the face of a certain wife-slave who succeeded, and her peach blossom eyes slightly raised, feeling very proud.
Ling Luo stretched out her little hand and slapped Xuanyuan Yu on the face.
Xuanyuan Yu glanced at her aggrievedly and muttered: "You won't let me kiss you even once? Is it because the smelly fish is watching?"
Ling Luo's eyes twitched hard again, and she said expressionlessly: "There are mosquitoes."
"..." Xuanyuan Yu covered his cheeks and shivered.
The intimate appearance of two people caught the eyes of many people. Many people in the Dawu Arena had red eyes.
On the stands of the Shengjin Hall, Xuanyuan Yangyue's face was so angry that she was deformed, and her fists were clenched.
On the bleachers of the Holy Water Hall, Xiaoling's eyes were red and almost on fire.
As soon as he became angry, he felt a tearing pain in his chest. Damn it! The wound opened again!
Last night, he was blocked by Xuanyuan Yu again, and they started their twentieth fight this month.