Su Kui lowered her eyes, and all the arrogant smiles disappeared from her face. Hearing the terrible cry of pain, she seemed to remember that she was the same that night, the pain of struggling on the edge of death. Her heart was violently ups and downs, she unconsciously clenched the clothes on Yu Fusang's chest, "The more Fusang, am I very vicious?"
She leaned gently in his arms, "Perhaps she was right. People like me are destined to go to hell."
Yue Fusang let out a light sigh, he held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting on top of her head, his breath was full of the delicate fragrance of mandala flowers on her body. He lowered his eyes and dropped a kiss on the top of her hair, "If you go to hell, I will accompany you."
Anyone who has committed evil will go to hell.
That being the case, he will accompany her wherever she goes. As long as there is a place with her, even if it is Abi Hell, he is willing to go together.
Su Kui leaned in his arms sleepily, with a clear smell, mixed with bloody air, and penetrated into her nasal cavity.
She knew that his wound was probably open, but at this moment, she just wanted to be quiet and lean for a while.
No need to say how Duan Ziyin ended up.
The Spring Festival is coming soon.
Di Guangxuan was excited and changed his face, and brought a group of people who had changed his mind to righteousness, and went to the mountain to buy a large amount of New Year's goods. The good name is, today, let's celebrate the Spring Festival in response to the occasion.
On New Year's Eve.
The outside lights were brightly lit, and the tree trunks were covered with red lanterns one after another, very happy. I don't know, but I thought it was the wedding event. Su Kui said it unintentionally, but listened to Yue Fusang whispering in his ear: "Manshu, shall we get married?"
Perhaps because of the festive atmosphere, the room was filled with warm air, and his voice was low, soft and soft, like the finest silk passing by his ears. Su Kui slowly looked sideways, and in the astonished eyes of Di Guangxuan and Jing Si, she burst into laughter, blooming like a hundred flowers, breathtaking.
"Okay," she said.
Di Guangxuan was taken aback for a moment, and he stood up for the first time, "Okay! Today is just saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and the joy is added to the joy, a good sign, a good sign!"
Jing Si and Xun Ran sat together, and the two looked at each other, and the latter patted her on the back quietly.
Xun Ran knows the charm of women. He once thought that he was in love with women, but later learned that it was just a temporary infatuation. She is too dazzling, as long as she wants, she can easily confuse anyone's heart.
In time, Xun Ran thought, maybe he would really fall in love with her.
Fortunately, the woman let her go and let him meet this life, who would not care about his past, a tough-tempered woman.
There is no hi word, no red silk, no hi clothes, and even abbreviated all customs. Yes, it's just that they are not relatives who are better than relatives, lovers who follow the world.
Without the high hall, they will face the heaven and the earth, and bow down to each other.
So, Li Cheng.
Behind them, in the night, countless lanterns with warm light swayed gently in the wind, and thin snow and sand drifted down. The three people standing next to her are full of blessings.
On New Year's Eve, Di Guangxuan was so innocent. He bought a lot of firecrackers and fireworks, brought a mirror to worship and burned, and many other disciples went looking for an open space and had fun.
Su Kui knew that he wanted to leave her some space.
After all, she is running out of time.
Drunk beauty, drunk beauty—