Chapter 249: Like to die

Ye Meixi watched the figure of day and night gradually become clear, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He opened his arms, tapped his toes, and flew down from the top of the city. The dark red brocade robe followed the wind. Somehow, there was a heavy snowfall this morning. Snowflakes flying all over the sky set off his enchanting face, just like You Hong. He whirled down, stepping on the white snow on his toes, and passing through the white fog. The ground fell on Feng Aotian's horse.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Ye Meixi fell into her arms, her voice filled with deep thoughts, "If you don't come back again, Meixi will go and find it herself."
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and when he saw his thin clothes, his eyes sank, "Don't be afraid of freezing."
Ye Meixi raised her eyes to look at the expression between her eyebrows and eyes, and smiled sweetly, "If it's frozen, the master will hurt."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, untied the mink that was draped on his body, wrapped his body in, and rode his horse into the city gate.
Long Yin followed to one side, but after a glance at Ye Meixi, he followed closely behind.
Feng Ao got off the horse and entered the Furong Pavilion with Ye Meixi in his arms. Feeling the coldness on his body, she lowered her eyes and said in an unpleasant tone, "I don't cherish myself even more."
Ye Meixi leaned against her arms, her charming lips raised slightly, just staring at her face, "Master, can I take down Emperor Xuan Mo when I go this time?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, and he looked down at him, "How can it be easily won."
"According to the charm of the master, this blood, that can be equivalent to a life, you gave it to him like this, didn't he have the slightest touch?" Ye Meixi obviously didn't believe it.
Feng Aotian hugged him into the house, put him on the bed, covered with a quilt, "Don't think that you have a deep inner strength to protect your body, so you can toss yourself like this."
Ye Meixi raised her hand to hold her hand, and put her warm palm on her cheek, "Master, Meixi misses you."
Feng Aotian immediately sat beside him, "You, Lord Liu Ding won't say you are you?"
Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, she stood up gently, and leaned against her arms. Even if he knew that she was a woman, he still liked to snuggle in her arms like this. It felt so good to be guarded.
Feng Aotian stroked his back and said softly, "Master will stay with you for a few more days."
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at her, "Master, don't you rush to Caiguo?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "It's not the time yet, the master is waiting for Le Ling to make a move."
Ye Meixi opened his arms and hugged her tightly, "Then you can make up for Meixi these days."
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a light smile, then raised his eyes and saw that Long Yin had entered the house, standing quietly on one side, the snow on his body had not melted away, and the whole person looked like he was hiding As in the wind and snow.
She turned her eyes to see that Zi Huan had walked in with Jiang Tang, put it on one side, and retreated.
Long Yin immediately came over with the soup, handed it to her, and retreated to one side.
Ye Meixi looked at Long Yin's scene, and couldn't help blinking his eyes, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, is he insulting?"
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "It's more serious than the evil."
"Is it scared by you?" Ye Meixi's words meant that Long Yin was eaten by Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian picked up two bowls of soup, handed one to Ye Meixi, and one to Long Yin, who was next to him.
Long Yin took the soup with both hands, looked up at Feng Aotian, and whispered, "Wang Zun, you should drink it first."
Feng Aotian took the soup in his hand, raised his head and drank half of it, then handed him the remaining half, "Master drank it."
Looking at it, Long Yin refilled the bowl in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he drank together, but he drank very slowly, as if slowly savoring.
Ye Meixi drank the soup while peering at Long Yin's expression, then looked sideways at Feng Aotian, and then handed the soup to Feng Aotian, "Master, Meixi will also drink what you have drunk. "
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, she really didn't eat any loss, she immediately took a sip, lowered her head and fed it into his mouth, sweeping the taste of soup between his teeth, looking up at him, "Taste Not bad."
Ye Meixi's white face was stained with the steaming soup, and it became more and more attractive. He leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and muttered the corners of his mouth, "Master, Meixi wants more."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at Long Yin, saw that he had finished drinking, and turned around, returning the bowl to the tray, standing on the side as if nothing had happened.
She smiled slyly at the corner of her mouth, turned her eyes to look at Ye Meixi, her eyes filled with petting, she raised her head and took a sip of soup, and then went into his mouth again. Such a behavior seemed to others. It was just the joy of the boudoir, and Long Yin stood by, just raising his eyes to look into the distance. He didn't dare to look, and he didn't have the courage to look.
Ye Meixi leaned weakly and bonelessly in Feng Aotian’s arms, wrapped her hands around her waist, and the soup was hanging from the corner of his mouth. He charmed the tip of his tongue and slowly rolled the soup into his body. In the mouth of this person, she glared at Feng Aotian like silk.
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, slid his fingers across the skirt of his clothes, stroked his tender skin, pressed him down, lowered his head and kissed his delicate lips.
Long Yin raised his eyes and looked ahead, feeling the ambiguous temperature coming from his side, but he felt cold and biting, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, his heart seemed to be torn apart.
The lingering kiss rippled the heartstrings of the two. There is no doubt that Ye Meixi's charming skills are naturally available, and within a moment, they will make each other confused.
Feng Aotian stopped at the last moment. After all, she has just returned now, and there is a big Buddha in the restaurant opposite. If he becomes jealous, he is afraid that all the jealous jars in this city will be destroyed. turn.
Ye Meixi saw that Feng Aotian stopped at the last moment. He felt that this was a denial of his ability. He hooked Feng Aotian's hem, "Master, do you dislike Meixi?"
Seeing a bit of sadness and dissatisfaction flashed in his beautiful eyes, Feng Aotian lowered his head and slid lightly on his delicate red lips, "Master just came back, and I love you so much at night."
Ye Meixi was a little uncomfortable, "But, Meixi misses her pain now."
Feng Aotian knew that this kind of thing couldn't bear it. Since she hooked up his fire, she would naturally be responsible for extinguishing it. The corner of her mouth was raised slightly, then the curtain was lowered, his clothes hem was lifted, and his five fingers went into battle.
Ye Meixi’s beautiful eyes flowed, and when she touched her hand, she suddenly paused, but she still felt the tremors. She held her waist with her hands and buried her cheeks in her arms, rubbing against her. Her chest.
Occasionally, there were a few extremely pleasing, but also reverie, humming sounds, really seductive and seductive.
Long Yin finally couldn't help it, turning his side, unknowingly the corners of his eyes were a bit sore, he wanted to grab the door, but his steps seemed to be fixed in place, not at his disposal.
"Master..." Ye Meixi couldn't help but yelled out, lying weakly on the bed, staring at her sideways.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, slowly sat up, took out the kerchief and wiped his fingers, looking at him with a smile, "Wait for the Lord."
"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded lightly. Although she was not satisfied, she was relieved a lot. He watched Feng Aotian get down on the bed, lying weakly on the bed, and lifted the brocade to cover himself.
Long Yin's side eyes turned to Ye Meixi's charming eyes, and the coquettish appearance after the sex, he suddenly felt that he was suffocating.
Feng Aotian walked to clean her hands in front of the golden basin on her own. Then she turned around and saw Long Yin's expression flashing by. The corner of her mouth twitched, and then she walked in front of him, "Why do you have a bad face?"
Long Yin looked down at Feng Aotian, resisting the sadness in his heart, shaking his head, "Long Yin is fine."
Feng Aotian raised his hand to pinch his nose, held his clenched fist in his own hand, and slowly left the house with his hand.
Long Yin just followed her away quietly and obediently, Ye Meixi turned sideways, watching the two who left, a meaningful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
Feng Aotian took Long Yin to the next room, and when she entered the room, she turned her eyes to look at him, "I have been tired these few days, so I rested earlier."
Long Yin lowered his eyes and nodded lightly, "Yes."
Feng Aotian stepped forward and hugged him, letting him lean in his arms, "You have been alive for two thousand years, why are you still so dull?"
Long Yin's thin as cicada-wing eyelashes quivered slightly, leaning carefully against her neck, feeling the faint tenderness, listening to the meaning of her words, he did not say a word.
Feng Aotian patted his back and listened quietly to his heartbeat. His physique was inherently cold. Although he drank soup, he didn't get warmer. His body was cold. Just leaning in her arms, like a lone boat wandering, looking for the other shore.
I don’t know how long it took, Feng Aotian took his hand and walked slowly to the bed, motioned him to take off his shoes and lay on the bed. She lay down beside him and hugged him, "Master is with you. sleep."
"Yeah." Now that Long Yin felt his own heart beating, he hugged Feng Aotian tightly, leaned in her arms, gradually relaxed and fell asleep slowly.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his white face, outlined his face, gently covered his body with the brocade, then got up and got off the bed.
She left the house, Ye Meixi had already leaned against the door waiting for her.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and he stepped forward to look at him, "How long have you been waiting for the Lord here?"
"Master with him?" Ye Meixi glanced sideways at the room where Long Yin was resting, and whispered.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and embraced him, "What do you think?"
"It seems that the Lord has provoke another one back." Ye Meixi said clearly.
Feng Aotian smiled without saying a word, and patted his ass, "Go back and rest, Lord, go see Zi Mo."
"Hey." Ye Meixi sighed quietly, "He is the only one in his heart."
Feng Aotian knocked on his forehead, "Since you said so, the Lord will rest at his place tonight."
Ye Meixi pouted the corners of her mouth, and leaned in her arms quickly, "Do you really mean it?"
"Naturally." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"Then Meixi followed the Lord." Ye Meixi said while holding Feng Aotian's arm.
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "Okay, go and rest. The wind has been blowing on the tower for so long, so I don't need to raise him well, and see how he will clean up you tonight."
The corners of Ye Meixi's mouth raised slightly, and then he relaxed with satisfaction, "Na Meixi is waiting for the Lord."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then pushed him forward, turned and left Furong Pavilion.
Ye Meixi watched her leave, but did not turn back to the room. Instead, she opened the door in front of her and walked in. He saw Long Yin lying on the bed. He moved forward slowly, waiting to be next to the bed. With a twisted waist, he sat on the carved chair on one side, "I know you are not asleep."
Long Yin opened his eyes and looked up at Ye Meixi, "What are you doing?"
"Just look at you." Ye Meixi looked at Long Yin on the bed through the curtain with a smile, and said slowly, "A thousand years ago, the demon king and the king fell in love with the holy lord of the holy race at the same time, but it is a pity, Later, the demon king went against the will of God and launched a large-scale killing. Wang Zun and the Holy Lord worked together to destroy the devil. However, at the last moment, the Shenlong stepped forward to help the Wang Zun and the Holy Lord. The Demon King was killed and the Shenlong was also badly injured. It was designed by the founding emperor to surrender after returning to China, and he was in the magic mirror."
"How do you know?" Long Yin looked at Ye Meixi. Very few people know about the things that happened a thousand years ago, and how did Ye Meixi know?
Ye Meixi looked up at him, "This jade pendant told me."
He took out the jade pendant in his hand, this is the national jade pendant of the South Returning Country Town.
Long Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill burst out, "Do you know the consequences of using it?"
Ye Meixi raised his hand and threw the jade pendant to Long Yin, "This jade pendant absorbed your thoughts and then turned into aura, so some memories of your past are preserved. What I see is only a small part. Naturally, I understand the consequences. It’s a pity that you didn’t expect that this jade pendant was bought by my parents for their lives. It was already turned on at the beginning. I just used my own blood to wake it up again."
Ye Meixi was just accidental. She cut her finger and dripped blood on the jade pendant to unlock the dusty memory in the jade pendant. He raised his eyes and looked at Long Yin, "I will not tell her what's inside, you You can rest assured."
Long Yin held the jade pendant in both hands, tears from the corners of his eyes couldn't help dripping inside, "Without it, I'm afraid I won't be able to support the present."
Ye Meixi knows the pain that she can't get by loving someone. He knows how much Long Yin has paid for her. What he sees is only a small part of it, which has already made him feel ashamed, let alone for two thousand years. His pain and love.
He got up and looked at Long Yin, "Since I have caught it now, I have to guard it and cherish it, so why bother?"
Long Yin raised his eyes to look at Ye Meixi, and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "I don't want to, but it's too late for everything."
Ye Meixi said solemnly, "As long as you want to, there is no time. If you still want to escape, you will never have this chance."
Long Yin's figure paused slightly, looking at Ye Meixi, only pressing his lips tightly. He saw the full love poured into this jade pene, but he couldn't see the deep pain he had suffered over the past two thousand years. , Long Yin held the jade pendant tightly until the jade pendant turned into powder, and he let go of his hand weakly. The powder flowed out from between his fingers and went with the wind, like his memories of thousands of years.
Ye Meixi knew that he had his way, and she was just a kind reminder, without saying much, she turned and left the house.
Long Yin lay back on the bed, Jiang Jin was tightly wrapped around his body, he felt the extinction cold sweeping his whole body, cold, really cold.
Feng Aotian had already landed in the attic of the restaurant at the moment. Wei Zimo had just got up. He naturally knew that Feng Aotian would be back today. He knew better that she would definitely come, and simply waited for her here.
He raised his eyes slightly, and saw her walk in with a faint smile, and then sat beside him, leaning her head on his shoulder, "I don't see the Lord these days, do you think?"
Wei Zimo turned slightly to his side, turned his eyes to stare at her for a long while, suddenly pressed her under his body, lowered his head and kissed her lips urgently, everything is silent.
After a brief lingering, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, Wei Zimo opened her clothes, and saw the faint scars on his heart, his cold eyes flashed with distress, more anger. "You are really willing."
Feng Aotian pressed his palm to his heart, "If one day, if you need it, you will definitely be willing."
Wei Zimo looked at her coldly, and said solemnly, "I don't need it in my life."
auzw.comFeng Aotian gave a low smile, knowing that his mouth is hard and soft, she sighed deeply, "Do you feel bad?"
Wei Zimo looked at her blankly, and sighed, "What kind of woman are you?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "What kind of woman is the Lord, you can see clearly, where else you haven't seen?"
Wei Zimo snorted coldly when she listened to her unscrupulous words, "You are the only woman in this world who can have such courage, and she doesn't feel sorry for her body at all.
Feng Aotian raised his hand to wrap his waist, "Who said that, I feel sorry for him."
Wei Zimo touched her forehead, "You are not allowed to cherish your body in the future, I don't ask for anything now, I just ask you to be safe."
Feng Aotian knew his fear and pity, he didn't say anything, but, already sad in his heart, she nodded gently, "Okay."
The corner of Wei Zimo's mouth was filled with a smile, and the veil had been taken off, his beautiful face flashed across Qingcheng's smile, but that smile with his head down, but overflowing with tenderness.
Feng Aotian closed his eyes and leaned in his arms peacefully, "What would you like to do if the world is unified?"
"What about you?" Wei Zimo couldn't help asking.
"I want to be with you for the rest of my life and have a group of children. I no longer have to worry about when you will have an accident, let alone open your eyes the next day, and you will not be by my side." Feng Aotian smiled lightly. Yi said softly, "I'm afraid of being alone."
Wei Zimo hugged her gently, "I just want to guard you, not going anywhere."
Feng Aotian opened his eyes and looked at him, rolled over and pressed him under him, "Why are you so good?"
"I just found out that I am good now?" Wei Zimo stroked her face lightly and whispered, "I am only good to you in this world."
Feng Aotian smiled and kissed his lips again. She knew that she would never be alone again. All this way, with them by her side, everything was worth it.
"Wuyun entered Le Qiguo, there is no news, and Meteor can't find him now." Wei Zimo and Feng Aotian lay on the soft couch, she played with the blue silk on his chest.
"Do you know where he is?" Feng Aotian asked, raising his eyes to look at him.
"I don't know." Wei Zimo shook his head. "He seems to have planned to go this time."
Feng Aotian's red lips twitched slightly, "He is planning to die."
Wei Zimo paused slightly and looked down at her, "Then do you have a good idea?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "No."
"You are not worried at all." Wei Zimo snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Feng Aotian's tone.
Feng Aotian pecked at the corner of his lips, she was truly beautiful, she looked at his flawless body without any flaws, remembering his torment in those days, her fingertips ran across his chest, "No The method is the best method."
Wei Zimo stared at her, seeming to be meditating, and within a moment, a magnificent smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "You, nothing can escape your calculations."
Feng Aotian rubbed his cheek, "It's just following his will. His temperament looks very casual. If he is more stubborn than you, I am afraid he is more stubborn than you."
Wei Zimo smiled, "You see everyone through."
"Lord only looks at the people he likes." Feng Aotian said with a grin, "Anyway, you have been completely seen by the master, and you will never want to escape in this life."
Wei Zimo sighed deeply, "Who said I was going to escape?"
Feng Aotian hooked his neck, "Don't even think about it."
Wei Zimo's eyes turned slightly, "What if I really escape one day?"
"I will use an iron chain to lock you on the dragon couch of the lord, and provide him with fun every day, to see where you can escape." Feng Aotian touched the tip of his nose and said in a deep voice.
Wei Zimo flashed coldly, overflowing with soft light, "Then you lock it up for a lifetime."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, his fingertips were already all the way down, "Then even this is locked?"
"As long as you like it." Wei Zimo hugged her tightly, "Stay tonight."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "I was thinking about it, but I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night and see a pair of resentful eyes."
Wei Zimo naturally knew the meaning of Feng Aotian's words, and he sneered, "You are really good to him."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Naturally treat him better than me." Wei Zimo said firmly.
"Master Shicai came from him, and he said that his master is better to you than him, and now he wants to beat you here and there. If you say that the master is better to him than you, then the master will not keep both places. Long Yin is ready." Feng Aotian said coolly.
Wei Zimo said coldly, "What happened to me? I have a new love now."
Feng Aotian blinked his eyes, raised his hand to pinch his nose, "The more you talk, the more intense it gets."
"Am I wrong?" Wei Zimo got up, put on his clothes, and wanted to stay.
Feng Aotian shook his hand, "If you play a little bit more, I will leave now."
Wei Zimo shook her hand away, "What are you waiting for? There are two charming people waiting for you there. You are afraid that you can't wait to go now."
Seeing that he was really jealous, Feng Aotian put on his clothes in a hurry, "Just leave."
While speaking, he turned to open the door and stepped out.
A blast of cold wind blows in, and the temperature inside the room suddenly becomes cold. Wei Zimo puts on his clothes, but stands motionless in a proper posture until he can't hear any sound. Then he slowly turns around and sees the room. It became more and more deserted and empty, and his heart also became empty. He slowly turned around in a daze, and lay down where she had just lay down, feeling her residual temperature.
"Fool." A cold voice sounded, and Feng Aotian slowly stood in front of him, looking at him with a look that made her want to pull a few times.
Waiting to hear the sound, Wei Zimo thought it was an illusion. He raised his eyes and looked at her blankly, but he didn't move. He pressed his lips tightly, just looking at her blankly like this.
Feng Aotian lay next to him again, leaning against his arms, her body was a little cold, she covered the two of them with a quilt, "You are always tortured to death by your own temperament."
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Don't you like my temperament?"
Feng Aotian quickly agreed, "Yes, I like it, I like it to death."
Wei Zimo opened a coquettish smile, "I've been working hard to change it, but it's not always good."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "You don't need to change anything for me, just be yourself. I like you to play tricks like this. As long as it is yours, I like it.
Wei Zimo leaned quietly in her arms, "It's so cold without your arms."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "I like to hear that."
Wei Zimo didn't say anything any more, just listened to each other's heartbeats quietly, just stay like this.
Long Yin lay on the bed all day, never coming out.
Ye Meixi reclined on the soft couch, reading the memorials accumulated over the past few days and reading the secret letter.
It was night, after Feng Aotian accompanied Wei Zimo for dinner, he returned to Furong Pavilion and went to see Long Yin first. He saw that his eyes were a bit dull, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts, unable to withdraw. , Her eyes darkened slightly, and she pulled him up from the bed.
"Long Yin?" she called in a deep voice.
Long Yin turned his eyes back to look at Feng Aotian, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Wang Zun."
When Feng Aotian saw that he had a reaction, he was relieved, and then he took him into his arms, "What are you thinking about?"
Long Yin leaned in her arms. Ye Meixi was right. He should fight for it. He slowly raised his hand, wrapped her waist, raised his eyes to look at her, and lowered his head to kiss her lips. .
Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows slightly and blinked her eyes. Long Yin's sudden action made her surprised. Feeling the ice-cold sweetness of mint between her lips and teeth, she gently responded to him, sucking his taste. , Tearing his clothes with both hands, pushed him down on the bed.
Long Yin clasped her shoulders with both hands, just murmured, "Wang Zun, Wang Zun..."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Huh?"
Long Yin's clothes were scattered, and those blue eyes were full of affection. He hugged her tightly and leaned in her arms, "Don't leave Long Yin, OK?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master will not leave you."
The corner of Long Yin's mouth raised a light smile, "Wang Zun, Long Yin will never leave you."
Feng Aotian lowered her head and kissed his eyebrows. She once again felt the unusual cold radiating from him, her eyes dimmed, she hugged him off the bed, and flew into the restaurant.
Wei Zimo just took off the brocade robe on his body and was about to rest, when he saw Feng Aotian rushing in holding Long Yin.
His cold eyes flashed for a moment, and then he stepped forward to turn on the mechanism, "Go in."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Zimo, before holding Long Yin into the hot spring pool.
She hugged him tightly, feeling the icy cold from his body, the temperature of the hot spring filled each other's skins, it was really two heavens of ice and fire.
I don't know that after a long time, Long Yin woke up quietly and looked up at Feng Aotian's clothes soaked. He couldn't help but distressed and said, "Wang Zun, take care of your body."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "You shouldn't be thinking wildly."
Long Yin narrowed his eyes, "It won't happen in the future."
Feng Aotian hugged him out of the hot spring pool. Wei Zimo had ordered Zihuan to take his two clothes over. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian and Long Yin, "Now everyone is fine, Hold so tight."
Feng Aotian put Long Yin down, took the clothes on the side, "Master, change it for you."
"Long Yin came by himself." Long Yin said he wanted to get it.
Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Which so much nonsense."
Without saying a word, she dragged him into the screen, took off the clothes sticking to him, put on clean clothes for him, and then took off the wet clothes on her body, changed it everywhere, and took his hand out of the screen. .
Wei Zimo looked at her with a sullen face, presumably there were other things in it, and understood that she was unhappy now, "Go back, I'm going to rest."
Feng Aotian glanced at Wei Zimo, then led Long Yin out of the attic without saying a word.
Wei Zimo looked at her leaving figure, then looked back at Long Yinzheng and looked at him. He just glanced lightly, then raised his hand to close the door, and when nothing happened, he went to the bed by himself. Next, lay down, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.
Feng Aotian took Long Yin back to Furong Pavilion and ordered Zihuan to prepare the porridge. She held his hand very hard, as if to crush it. When she entered the house, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "How Got sick again?"
Long Yin lowered his head, "Xu is a little tired these few days."
"Really?" Feng Aotian stepped forward, squeezing his chin, "Then let the master rest."
Seeing that she was really angry, Long Yin quickly hugged her, begging in his voice, "Wang Zun, Long Yin is wrong, please don't leave Long Yin and don't be angry."
Feng Aotian listened to his begging voice, his mind moved, what exactly did he endure alone? Why are you so careful?
She hugged him back, "Lord will not leave you, will not be angry."
Long Yin looked at her carefully, "Really?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "So you have to be obedient."
"Long Yin will be obedient and won't annoy Wang Zun anymore." Long Yin looked down at her, his eyes looked at her timidly.
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