1561. Chapter 1561 Traveling through thousands of years, only with you 3
"What's wrong?" Beichen frowned and grabbed her palm.
"My ... chest ... uncomfortable!" Xiao Zihong frowned, "It seems ... if you can't breathe."
"Silly girl!" Bei Chen stared at her little face, her heart shrank, holding her into her arms, "That's ... it hurts!"
Because I don't think he likes her, is it distressed?!
"Distressed?" Xiao Zitong raised his face and looked at him, "Will your heart hurt?"
"Of course." Bei Chen raised his hand and raised her random hair.
"Have you distressed?" She asked.
He nodded, "Of course."
"when?"
"When you leave for nine days, when you are caught by the tiger, watching your clothes is torn by the branches ... When you hold the knife and fall in the fantasy of the wind ..." Bei Chen hangs his face, pets, pet
Looking at her, "Beichen's heart hurts only for Zitong. You said, how can I not like you?"
"Being like Beichen likes purple pupils, why not sleep with me?" She asked stubbornly.
He answered honestly, "That's because I am afraid that I will not be able to control it and do something desecrated."
"I still don't understand?" She raised her hand and pulled his clothes straight up, looking at him close at hand, "What is the blasphemy?"
Her lips were slightly alcohol, and she vomited like orchids, and the slightly divided lips were particularly seductive.
Beichen took a deep breath, "Do you really want to know?"
She, nodd.
"That's good ..." He raised his hand to support her face, "I will tell you now, for example, ... like this ..."
Holding his face, he kissed her lips gently.
Her lips have wine aroma, soft, sweet.
He almost had to control the kiss, and was busy trying to leave her.
However, she was not allowed. Her two arms had been circled his neck and took the initiative to separate her lips.
She is no longer a child. For so many years in the world, she has learned a lot.
For example, things like this are not blasphemy, but when men and women on earth like each other, they like to do the most.
The last self -control was also defeated, Beichen hugged her and indulged her kiss.
for a long time.
It wasn't until he couldn't breathe that he let go of her.
The lips of the little girl were red and red, but her face was full of joy.
"Beichen, do you like me?"
"like."
"How much do you like."
"I like it!"
"Do you like it very much?" Do you like it? "
"Can't like more likes." Beichen tightened his arm and tightened the soft little man in his arms. "Zitong, I like you, better than I like myself."
Xiao Zitong laughed with satisfaction, and then straightened his body from him, struggling to get up.
"Be careful!" Beichen held her shaking body, "Where are you going?"
She straightened up, "I'm going to ... cultivate ... you said ... I said ... I will marry ... Marry me ..."
"Silly girl!" He bent and hugged her, "Don't worry about this night, practice tomorrow, I will help you."
"Speak ... count?"
"count."
Then she relaxed and let him send her to the room.
Obviously his eyes couldn't open, but he still opened his eyes and looked at him and asked, "Beichen, do you really have to marry me?"
"When the son -in -law comes again, I will order him to help you prepare a wedding dress. As long as you are willing, I can marry you at any time."
"No, I want to go back to nine days, I want to ... with ... to ... North ... Beichen ..."
After saying the last of his name, she tilted her head and fell asleep in his arms.