Chapter 790: Planning a wedding

Luo Qingyu listened wonderingly for a while, this frequency seemed to be a heartbeat, but her voice was louder, which made her linger on top of it--
Luo Qingyu finally remembered that there was something wrong!
It looks like she's experienced this before-
There was a flash of aura in her head and she suddenly understood.
Did he become a soul again by Master? !!
Is it on him now?
And this smooth and warm area under him is his chest, so the point that he grasped in his hand is--
day! She actually caught him in a stupid way and hit the swing!
Shameless!
Although she had a thick skin, she wasn't thick enough to pin it through, and was so shy that she couldn't bear it.
It didn't matter if she shrank, and she fell down again. She grabbed it subconsciously, and then she seized a thin piece of clothing to stabilize her body.
Well, it's safer to grab it.
Luo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that the fabric under his hands felt smooth and silky, like good silk, which was very easy to grasp ...
Emperor Shiyin stepped down and almost fell from the clouds!
Luo Qingyu was grasping that place and lying on her back, suddenly felt that something was quickly arched under her, and her small body was also raised ...
This is-she was a little uncomfortable, she reached out her hand and touched it, but withdrew her hands as if she had thought of something!
She finally understood where she was hanging at the moment. If the soul had blood, she could cook a duck egg with the heat on her face at the moment!
Although he has had several intimacy with him, he still made her a small heart beat in such a blatant flirting--
Hehe, she didn't mean it! It ’s really not intentional!
If she let go now, she would slip down his clothes--
Luo Qingyu alternately moved his hands to the side, shifted to one of his legs, and finally avoided the minefield—
She laughed secretly in her heart, so cold and Gaohua's Master couldn't help it ... he, how did he come over the years?
Listening to Xiao Xun's tone, both people are tens of thousands of years old.
For the past tens of thousands of years, Feng Xiaoxun had nowhere in the dark in the first half of the year, and spent a lot of time in the second half of the year.
What about the emperor's release? How did he come here for tens of thousands of years?
Has he parked other women beside him?
Yan Chi's shadow flashed in her mind. She shook her head. Yan Chi hadn't won his love for thousands of years by his side. Even if she didn't show up, she would die—
Listening to Xiao Qian's tone, she seems to be Master's fiancee, should it be designated by the Emperor?
But Master obviously had no love for her, and now he is back in heaven, so this marriage is not counted?
Hum, now that she had worshiped with him, and had passed through the house early, then he was her husband.
No matter what in the sky, Zhang Sanli Si never dreamed of taking him away from her!
He is her!
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The year is near, and Mumu is also a mortal. He also needs to visit relatives and friends, and also need to buy New Year's goods. Now seven changes a day is already the limit. It ’s already three, five, and five.
In addition, those who steal Mumu novels are approaching the Chinese New Year. Do n’t force the author to curse your whole family, and then stealthily, I will write you directly in the text to be the third ... …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ............