Luo Qingyu's mind was vaguely turning this thought.
It turned out that the great master in the dream was so fierce, like a strong wind passing through the border, sweeping everything that had swept her, making it almost impossible for her to think about it again.
She tried her best to open her eyes, only to see his eyes as deep as the sea, with waves rolling inside, like a bottomless vortex, making her heart tremble and almost suffocate—
I don’t know how long this love lasted, but Luo Qingyu’s mind was already blank and chaotic
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When the storm finally stopped a little, Luo Qingyu's mind that had been floating in the air finally returned to her position. She sweated all over the body, and she woke up most of the wine-
The mind finally began to return...
No! This is not right! This dream is too real!
She moved, he was still hugging her tightly, and there was a slight sense of sweat on his body. The unique smell on his body made her mind shake. Her head was resting on his chest, and he could faintly hear the powerful beating of his heart.
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Could it be - this is not a dream? This is true?!
She raised her head and emerged from the shackles of his arm. Her eyes turned slightly, and she looked at the surrounding scenery. She only saw a vast white area, her fingers grabbed her under her without any belief.
Below is a soft bedding, which is already a little messy-
Where is she?
It seems to be on the clouds or above the earth, and it feels so weird that it is indescribable.
"Have you sobered up?" A cold and slightly dull voice came from above.
Luo Qingyu's body stiffened and he suddenly raised his head. She raised her too hard and rushed, and the tip of her nose hit his chin-
The nose is so sour!
Luo Qingyu resisted the desire to rub his nose and looked at the handsome □□ resentful face that was so close to him.
It is obviously such a elegant and picturesque man, but it gives her a sense of strength and domineering-
He was looking at her, and a smile gradually emerged from his eyes. There were light waves flowing in his obsidian-like eyes, and the lake was shining like a shimmering lake: "What do you see? Don't you recognize me?"
His smooth hair brushed across her cheeks, entangled with her hair, spreading under each other's body, with a faint fragrance that made her heart tremble, and she blurted out in one sentence: "You - you are