When she smiles, I can't help but burst into tears, filled with happiness.
My emotions completely followed hers and were not under my control.
Like someone, love someone, that's probably it.
Pei Chuan said that women in love will have lower IQs, especially those who were once particularly smart.
I don't know if Lingxi has become stupid, but she is the real her in front of me now.
She is no longer the young master of Kunlun. She no longer pretends to be calm and behaves like a master as before, so that I don't let me know what she is thinking.
The true feelings were revealed and unscrupulous. After escaping from death this time, there seemed to be no more "barriers" between us.
Some just cherish the two hearts that get closer and closer.
The simplicity and beauty in love, caring about each other, that's all.
"Well, I've finished talking, it's your turn." She looked at me with red eyes, biting her red lips like a coquettish girl and humming softly: "From the day you left Kyoto, I want to know everything that happened next.
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I leaned against the railing and said yes with a smile.
The sky is filled with stars, and the two of them are company.
There is a bright moon shining on the earth, and a young man talks about the past.
He talked for a long time and calmly.
She listened for a long time and felt guilty.
She said regretfully: "It's my fault. During the trip to Miao, I didn't take it seriously when you said that Jiuyang and Xiyue had a dream."
"You said your eyebrows were shiny and there was a burning sensation, and I laughed at you with Master Jingyue."
"If, if I could be more serious at that time and think a little more, I might be able to prevent his existence."
"And you don't have to suffer so much."
He smiled without saying a word, his eyes gentle.
The girl hammered her knees and suggested, "How about you carry me down the mountain? I can't move around."
He squatted on the ground with an intoxicating smile.
She rushed over happily, hugged his neck, and reminded him: "Let's change our appearance. This sick person is not good-looking."
He obeyed the instructions honestly and murmured in a low voice: "I look even worse when the devil's energy enters my body."
She buried her head on his fairly broad shoulders and said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, all the men with good-looking wives these days are ugly."
He opened his mouth but didn't have the guts to refute.
It was an inadvertent little move, but she still noticed it.
So she grabbed his ear and asked: "You are a grown man, why do you want to be so good-looking?"
"Tell me, what's the purpose?"
"Want to go out and lie to girls, or sleep with girls?"
"Who taught you this? Was it Pei Chuan?"
She warned sternly: "Such thoughts are not allowed to exist. As a family member, please be more conscious."
The tug was obviously very light, but he pretended to beg for mercy: "My wife is the youngest Celestial Spirit Master in China. If you lend me a hundred courages, I don't dare to go out and have fun."
She smiled coquettishly and asked: "How high is your cultivation now? Can you be at the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts?"
He thought for a while and confessed: "The seventeenth level of martial arts should be considered the second in the world."
The girl was surprised and asked: "Isn't he number one?"
The young man solemnly explained: "San Bo and I are fellow cultivators. He is the elder. The first position must be given to him."
"Ang, you know his temper. He is typically stinky and shameless."
"No, it's totally shameless."
"If I take the first place, he will definitely not be happy."
"Besides, I don't care about first or second."
After thinking for a while, he added: "But if anyone dares to bully my wife, I will be the best in the world."
The girl smiled, with a nice curve at the corner of her mouth, but she asked deliberately and unclearly: "Which girl is so lucky? I really envy her."
The young man patted the person behind him and said enigmatically: "It's far away in the sky but close in front of you."
