Indra was also very versatile in the way of formation changes. He glanced at the surrounding scenery and understood Luo Qingyu's thoughts.
He nodded slightly: "Okay, then you help me over."
Luo Qingyu frowned slightly. He felt so painful. If he walked around again, it would be as good as peeling off his bones.
She simply hugged him horizontally: "I'll carry you over!"
Her way of hugging someone was extremely light and did not touch the wound on his chest at all.
Indra's eyes flashed, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
He was a big man in his arms by a petite girl. Without looking at it, he knew that the scene was a bit weird.
Although Luo Qingyu was petite, she felt very relaxed with her current strength. She was afraid that he would hurt, so she strode heavily under her feet, but her upper body tried to keep it stable and unmoved.
When I lowered my eyes, I saw that Indra Hato's ankle face was slightly red, and his ears were even more red...
She was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh: "Master, you're blushing."
This is really a wonder that never seen in the ages. She always thought that his skin was so thick that the needle could not be penetrated. It turned out that there were times when he blushed.
Di Shiyin glanced at her and saw that she smiled like a little fox, her eyes bent into bright crescent moons. Although the person was still wet and very embarrassed, in his eyes, it was any fairy in the sky and the earth.
Not comparable.
He sighed lowly: "Qingyu, you look very good when you smile."
Luo Qingyu didn't expect that he would reply to such a dislike saying. He was stunned for a moment and deliberately flirted with a pretty face: "Isn't it good to look when I don't smile?"
Indra smiled: "You look very nice no matter what you look like."
Well, that's about the same thing!
Luo Qingyu was perfect. She knew that her husband didn't like to praise others. It was rare to get a good-looking word from his beautiful mouth like him.
She also knows herself. Although her appearance is also very beautiful, it belongs to the beauty of the world. Compared with the fairies in the sky, her current appearance can only be considered a middle-class posture, right?
Not to mention others, even Yan Chi, she is not as good as her appearance...
"Master, how about I compare to those beauties in the heavenly court?" Luo Qingyu asked with a smile.
She wanted to see if Indra would tell the truth...
"Qingyu, in my heart, you are better than any fairy." Di Shiyin replied with a smile.
Luo Qingyu paused slightly, but he didn't expect that he would answer such a skill -
But this should be his voice?
Luo Qingyu felt sweet in his heart, and his fatigue seemed to disappear without a trace.
She didn't speak anymore, but there was a smile that could not be hidden in her eyebrows and eyes.
Indra's eyes were also rare gentle.
His little wife is a mortal. I don’t know how many immortals look down on her. They all say she is not worthy of him. They say that the distance between him and her is apart. His friends in the heavenly court have also persuaded her with great sincerity.
He—telled him not to be too serious—
But in his heart, she was unique, the first person on heaven and earth to touch his heart in tens of thousands of years...
Falling in love means falling in love with it. It has nothing to do with status, appearance, or whether it is a perfect match or not.
She is his uniqueness, what is his heart
He knew that he was going against the will of heaven, so he had so many disasters and so many troubles, but he did not regret it.
He wants to save her and become an immortal and accompany him forever.
Even if there are many thorns on her road to becoming an immortal, he will still stand in front of her to overcome all obstacles for her and hide the wind and rain for her...
(Please urge to update civilly, don't scold people. I have no entertainment anymore. I have written every day and tried my best. Is it so hard to be scolded every day? The author understands readers, and readers should also understand the author a little.