Chapter 1695: Work hard again 1

Yang Ling holds Sun Xiaojing's soft white hand and looks at a storage ring she wears on her finger.
This is still a few wedding rings made by Yang Ling’s nine-degree gold as a wedding ring, and one for each woman.
Nowadays, with the time of compass space in the past, it has been more than two thousand years. This ring seems to have been covered with some traces of years. The surface does not look so bright and beautiful, and there are only two storage spaces inside. Three storeys high, storage is very limited, and now there are endless high-end storage devices in the system, but all his women still cherish this ring, never took it down every day.
"Xiao Jing, if this is really a dream, what do you most want to see when you wake up?" Yang Ling asked.
Sun Xiaojing thought for a moment, and the beautiful face showed a touch of blush. "When I woke up, I hope to lie on the big bed of the old house. When I opened my eyes, I saw you sitting next to me!"
"You won't take me out of bed this time?" Yang Ling instantly recalled the warm picture.
"Maybe! Because I am not sure I can remember this dream when I wake up? This long and bizarre dream?" Sun Xiaojing muttered.
"Xiao Jing, if you say..." Yang Ling said that he stopped here and felt that this incident would cause a very heavy psychological burden on his woman.
Sun Xiaojing sat up, a pair of eyes that looked like a crescent moon like a clear spring, clear and transparent, without a trace of hesitation and distracting thoughts: "You say, now we can bear anything, we just want to share some pressure for you. So, our fears will be less, or we will not know what you are doing every day? This kind of worry and concern has always made us very, very scared, afraid that one day suddenly I will never see you again, just like The same thing as the secondary system, without you, we don’t know what to do..."
"Xiao Jing, I am sorry!" Yang Ling once again put the woman in her arms, gently stroking her long hair, feeling her beating heart and familiar atmosphere.
"You are our big tree. Without you sheltering the wind and rain, we will lose everything. Husband, tell me what happened in the end?" Sun Xiaojing clutched Yang Ling tightly.
Yang Ling did not hesitate any more in this time, and put everything in the system out of the way, how he got the miners system to open the ultimate fate mode, even the past of the elves, the changes in the nine days and ten days, and the death of Xiaoqing. Speaked out.
"It turned out that I suddenly said that you suddenly became so powerful? It is also Qigong and antiques, and the speeding car is also secretly made by you." Sun Xiaojing did not have much surprise after listening, but looked up. Eyebrows bent and looked at Yang Ling with a hint of playful smile, and then suddenly came up with a sentence: "To be honest, where did you go to the sweet spot? Why have we never seen her for so many years?"
Hey~! Yang Ling felt that his head had not turned around.
Just now the squad leader also had a sad and sorrowful grace to help the husband share the pressure. He said so many secret things about the system and the terrible things that are coming, but it seems that she is not concerned about these, and she has not found the key points at all.
Yang Ling has an impulse to open Sun Xiaojing's head. He wants to know what women are thinking about?
"What's wrong? Is she hiding a son or daughter for you?" Sun Xiaojing continued to dig deep into this topic, with a hint of resentment.
"Nothing..." Yang Ling quickly shook his head like a rattle. This kind of thing is not, even if there is, it must be... not killed.
Sun Xiaojing smiled more tenderly, and Yang Ling’s hair was erected.
"Well, even if this is not the case! Then you tell me why Xi Qingyue can give birth to a child, but we are not pregnant?" Sun Xiaojing's soft hand touched Yang Ling's body and then grabbed it. A fiery big stick.
"嗷~"
Yang Ling had a glimpse of his body, and two small people in his mind jumped out at the same time, spitting each other at the same time, accusing the other party of not working hard.
"Xiao Jing, this thing I... I... worked hard!" Yang Ling almost cried, and quickly grabbed the hand that shook and shook and said with a smile: "Or we... ?"
"This is almost the same!" The squad leader released his hand, and a pair of clear big eyes instantly flirtatized. "I want to have one soon, otherwise the good name will be finished! I don't want the child I gave birth to be a dog." A cat."
Yang Ling: ...
Well, this powerful excuse can be called invincible in the world, Yang Ling can only surrender, and he must succumb to ~EbookFREE.me~ while surrendering, he must be brave and strong, using his own actions to prove that he is not inferior, nor Deliberately not working hard.
Suddenly a long time in the Linghu Villa, a faint golden hustle and bustle opened up, drowning one of the cabins, and in the densely shaded forest, intertwined with the spirits and flowers, it seems holy and dreamy.
In the hut, the two figures were warmly embraced together, and soon they were in a ruffle, and the soft gasping and twirling cymbals sounded in the swaying of the cymbals, and a melody of the joyful prelude.
The vast waves of the Linghu Lake swayed gently, and the gentle tides washed the shore of the lake. A group of flying birds circling over the Linghu Lake, and countless beasts patrolled the forest.
The whole world is immersed in this infinite peace.
However, a log cabin has been swaying gently in the golden shackles, and it has been swaying for more than ten days.
Today's Linghu Villa is no longer lively.
Since Ding Cong went to the underworld, Gao Wenfeng now also carries a group of elves in the magic training field every day.
Chu Yuan and Yu Qiang are like two idle hooligans. They travel around the compass space all day long, but spend most of their time in the magic lab.
As for the family members, they have all moved out. After all, the time in the compass space has passed too fast. After a year or two, the monks in the spiritual world are running out of life, so the plan around the big Linghu Lake is planned. The cultivation site, the Linghu Mountain Villa rebuilt by the old man, has already gone to the empty space. Only a few women of Yangling occasionally come to live for a few days, so now it has become a good place to have fun.
Yang Ling stretched out in a relaxed and transparent manner, watching the woman with the quilt lying next to her, the innocent cheeks, and the red tide.