But no matter how magnificent the scene is, it can't compare with Bai who lives in it!
The white that crosses all vertices can no longer be measured by common sense!
Lu Yiqian couldn't tell how she felt. Her man's performance far exceeded her expectations. She admired him, liked him, respected him, and loved him even more. This love is for a close friend, for a mentor, and even more for a lover . She may not understand this man until now, and she has not had time to get involved in the long time that has passed, but in the future, she will understand him well and love him, just like he treats himself Like their love, the two are like ducks in water.
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Many times she was thinking about why she fell in love with herself in vain, but she couldn't figure it out after much deliberation.
But I fell in love with Bai, but it was almost certain and inevitable. From when he was the leader of the dragon team to every day after I was with him, every look and every movement of him was an annotation of tenderness. The feelings that are only shown to oneself cannot help people fall in love, they are destined to fall in love!
From the very beginning, she made a contract with her forcefully. Maybe that top-notch and intelligent Bai also saw the cowardly part of her temperament, and made such an unchangeable contract first.
Now she was chasing Bai's figure and finally understood.
Maybe the reason and the way a man loves a woman is different from the way a woman loves a man.
Suddenly his hand was squeezed gently, and then quickly pulled away, Lu Shiqian looked at the god of death.
"He's become stronger..." The god of death looked at Lu Yiqian pitifully, suddenly feeling like a puppy that was about to be thrown away looking at its master.
According to the idea of the child of Death, the reason why he is qualified to wait by the master's side is because he is the strongest among all people, or he is the strongest in the world. He defeated Bai a hundred thousand years ago. Although there was an element of luck, it is true. He is still stronger, but now Bai gives him the feeling that the two are evenly matched.
So he was a little lost.
But this loss is not due to the fact that someone in strength is catching up, but because he is afraid that his master will obliterate his position in his heart.
He is infinitely powerful, but he loves very humblely, lowering himself to the dust, as long as Lu Yiqian lifts his foot lightly, he can easily trample him.
The reasons and ways of loving women between men are also different.
Lu Shiqian couldn't help but chuckle, this Grim Reaper is a bit cute, and he's not an object, if he sees a better one, he just throws away the bad one, she feigned anger and said, "Are you going to abandon me?"
The god of death was shocked, how could it be possible? ! He can't wait to stick to his master every day like a 360, and he can't get enough of seeing and loving him all the time, so how could he abandon him? Even to say that leaving is also a sin: "No, no!"
"Then in your heart, you never loved me at all?" Lu Yiqian held back her laugh, and temporarily turned her attention away from Bai. She knew that she had to handle this matter skillfully. too bad.
Death's face suddenly turned red, and every time the master said "love", "like", etc., he would feel a sense of shock in his heart, which was subtly different from when the master gently called him "Death", of course he was intimate with the master The times are very different, but they always have a common characteristic, that is, every time they can make waves in his heart.
Naturally, he didn't care about what other people said, but when the master asked this question, all the men turned to look at him unanimously, which made him somewhat... embarrassed.
"Love!" But the words have already blurted out, and the heart is shouting, love so much, how much, how much love? ... May the universe be destroyed, and the world be forever, that heart, still beating vigorously, telling his love!
Lu Yiqian was moved, and she asked gently: "If one day I become ugly, old, dumb, and stupid, if one day I have nothing, will you still love me?"
"Love!" He didn't hesitate, it was his sincerity. He loved his master not because of his appearance, let alone his strength. If the master really had such a day, he would change accordingly, be of the same heart, and synchronize!
Lu Yiqian smiled softly, pressing the heart of the God of Death: "I am also the same as you."
The Grim Reaper's eyes widened in surprise in an instant, his heart was at ease, his heart was settled, he was full of sweetness, his mood was soaring, that extremely beautiful face, with a bright smile, was unparalleled in beauty.
"Master, I will protect you!" He said solemnly, as if aware of something.
Shuang Ruyue looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became, and he kept slandering in his heart. This god of death was a perverted black-bellied guy who had been so many years ago, but he actually pretended to be innocent and innocent at this moment. Slightly agree, maybe his appearance in front of the woman is real, but it looks very scary, what is the difference between this and a lion dressing up as a little white rabbit, and the sea as a sapphire necklace? Contempt, incomparable contempt! Jealous, very jealous! Think of him as a tree facing the wind, think of him as evil and handsome, think of him as a pear blossom crushing a crabapple, well, at least he is the creator of the world, why shouldn't this woman be more tender and sweet to him
Could it be... he needs to emulate Death
"Lord, lord, lord..." I couldn't yell out, even though I signed a contract, I couldn't yell out even if I was beaten to death, why did the god of death yell so smoothly? He took a deep breath, tried to soften his tone, and slowed down his tone as much as possible. He needed that kind of cute and pitiful effect, but he said: "Woman, you can't die, there is a master here!" It was hard and iron.
"Puchi." Li Jing was the first to laugh, he was a flamboyant, charming and flirtatious person, his eyes were like silk, and his eyes waved across: "Oh, oh, little Qianqian, the Lord will protect you too." It's just that Serious eyes, but hidden in the charming.
"Hmph, you are thick-skinned and resistant, do you need our protection?!" Ziji raised his fist angrily, not knowing whether it was anger, anger, sourness, or jealousy: "But you are covered by me!"
The rest of the men are either gentle towards each other without changing their original intentions, or hesitant to speak without saying anything, with deep affection, or they are ruthless, hiding their affection, and turbulent undercurrents.
Suzaku told the truth: "It smells like vinegar, but it's very sweet, sour and sweet."
All the men were stunned, then stared at the sky in silence, or blushed.
"Touch!" A jade flute of Xuanwu beat down: "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, don't talk nonsense while watching the fight." (To be continued)