Heaven, earth, which immortal comes out to solve a mystery?!
Should he turn around now, or turn around, or turn around?!!
Heart is roaring is not to turn around, behind already came Ling Luoyu's voice.
"Well, you can change it too!"
The heart of Mo Xuan dust instantly fell into the abyss.
Get!!
The second chance missed again!!
In the loss, he turned slowly.
Lift eyes, a heart rises nine days again!!
Lingluoyu has not been tied, green silk scattered, slender waist, ink dye into a waterfall, a pair of black eyes as quiet as a pool, with every flutter of feather eyelashes, all startle the charming ripples, layers of charming, fall into the heart of ink xuanchen.
He walked forward, fingertips brush her lips, soft like peach petals, sweet and warm.
With a gust of wind blowing, revealing her enchanting side slender waist.
The fingertips were smooth, brushing her jade neck.
At the touch, he stopped.
No!!
Ink Xuan dust's mind burst out a word!!
No!!!
This is his third chance!
Big hands along the slender waist straight up, gently caress, into the arms.
Ling Luoyu's body was trembling.
"Oh
This is a dull hum, some pain!
Before he could react, she pushed him to one side.
Mo xuanchen thought his recklessness frightened her. Fang wanted to explain, but she didn't look right.
Her cheek was as white as paper, and the sweat drops as big as beans had been drenched in the rain. One drop after another, she soaked her thin robe.
"Feather son!"
He exclaimed, come forward!
Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand and said, "don't come here!"
He wanted to ask again, but the scene changed in an instant.
Ordinary furniture, old beds, stained tables and chairs.