You ask me how deep I love you, the moon represents my heart.

The night is so beautiful tonight.

The moon is bright and reunited.

The full moon filled the sky, and he filled her.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

He raised her high, and her two moons fell heavily.

The two of them did not have firewood, but only their long-lasting love was ignited, showing a prairie fire, covering the sky and overwhelming.

The memories of the past are coming, causing the splashes in Linlang Qiushui's long eyes to flood, and the love is deep, and tears are shedding.

Zhao Wujiang kissed her face gently and said the most touching love words.

Most lovers in the world love so much that their hearts are hard to open, while Zhao Wujiang and Linlang love so much that their hearts are open.

Linlang willow waist swaying, the two of them sat against each other, and they were gentle and slow to breathe heavily, and they were both full of desire and humming.

The love was getting stronger and stronger by the couple. Linlang gasped and charming eyes filled with spring water, calling out his husband.

Zhao Wujiang responded with a smile and replied to his wife.

A word from the wife made a heavy rain in Linlang's heart, wet her mind and made her delicate body soft and charming.

Her eyes were filled with mist and spring tide, staring at Zhao Wujiang's face.

She wished that time would stay at this moment, and she wished that the two would be together like this forever.

She held Zhao Wujiang's face and kissed her deeply.

As soon as she kissed her, she moaned softly and her delicate body rose and fell gently.

The swallowing and spitting are unparalleled, and the empty feeling is numb and numb.

The relationship between men and women is not about venting desire but about courting.

Linlang's eyes were blurred, not wet by the sea of ​​desire, but filled with deep affection.

The desire between her and Zhao Wujiang can only become a vassal of love.

Zhao Wujiang also cherishes the fragrance and jade. He does not attack fiercely like before, or beats the drum with a divine hammer, but instead clamps the hard cannon, gently pulls it slowly and picks it again.

Until the two of them were in a state of desire, Linlang exhaled like orchids, leaned over to his ears, rubbed his ears, and his voice soft and slim and tactile, and had a queen-like majesty:

"Give me."

As soon as the words were finished, the two of them were in a state of change.

The next moment, the cliff outside the house was swaying, and the sudden rain in the house hit the pear blossoms and the branches were trembling.

———

Lin Xiaoke was quietly waiting beside the clan elders, listening to the clan elders talking with the Qilin Demon Lord or recalling the past.

She didn't understand a little. The clan elders and the Qilin Demon Lord did not seem to be from the same era, so why many things from a long time can be discussed very easily, as if they had lived in the same era.

The clan elders asked the Qilin Demon Lord many past events, and the span of time reached a count of thousands of years, ranging from four to five thousand years to ten thousand years, or even thousands of years.

Lin Xiaoke listened seriously, and she was the only junior here.

Finally, when the clan elders asked about the situation of the Qilin Demon Lord locking the demon tower, the atmosphere seemed to have become a little different.

The clan elders asked her to go out.

Although she wanted to hear the story of the Demon Locking Tower, she could only salute and leave.

After leaving the ancestral hall, looking at the bright moon hanging high, Lin Xiaoke remembered the clan girl Linlang. I don’t know where Linlang has been, whether she is happy to receive an amnesty or reflecting alone at home.

She decided to go and have a look.

She took the lead in coming to Linlang's residence and found that Linlang was not at home.

She searched everywhere, worried, afraid that Linlang would not understand for a moment, and some hatred clan elders left the Qingqiu Fox clan while night.

She went to the place where Neilang, the Qingqiu Fox tribe, and then went to the temporary residence of the Divine Demon Sect.

She came to Wujiang's residence, looked at Wujiang who looked up at the bright moon, sighed, and did not disturb her.

Lin Xiaoke flew away and went to other places.

She was puzzled, where did Linlang go?

———

She went to the clouds.

She went to the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

She went.

He did not leave, but gently tidied Li Linlang's black hair that was moistened by the fragrance of sweat. Lin Lang's eyes were as charming as silk, his slender hands hooked his neck, and gently called his husband.

Linlang's tone was a little resentful and a hint of apology.
Chapter completed!