276. Chapter 276 Tonight, Qing'er is your gift! (Part 2)
276. Chapter 276 Tomorrow night, Qinger will accept my gift! (First update, please subscribe!)
Author: She looks like a cat
Chapter 276 Tomorrow night, Qing'er will accept my gift! (First update, please subscribe!)
Chapter 276: Tomorrow night, Qing'er will accept my gift!
Wrong with Xiao Yun.
The Witch King may not know him, but does he still remember him clearly?
after all.
No matter how hard he is, Huan Quxing will probably never forget the person who made his head turn green.
Even if he was wrong about Lin Qing'er, he had already had the idea of destroying it completely if he couldn't control it.
But it is also difficult to accept the kind of hatred that is comparable to killing his father!
"Come here, escort me!"
so……
Will the Witch King summon the human legs immediately?
"Bidong, please don't worry about it. I should be glad that tomorrow is a confinement period that is not suitable for seeing blood."
"so……"
"If you are in the east, I hope you will be a spectator and enjoy a good show quietly."
"Be quiet, understand?"
Faint words rang out.
At that moment, the Witch King also deeply experienced the threat of death.
It was as if the soul had left the body and was dragged by Xiao Yun to experience it first-hand in the eighteenth level of hell!
Wait until you come to your senses.
Although it's not so scary that I peed my pants in public.
But the whole body is still sweating profusely, as if it was fished out of the water!
"Gudong——"
all in all.
Xiao Yun couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the Witch King who looked embarrassed as if he was surviving a disaster.
I wonder if the wrong prescription is of some use.
He had already asked the Witch King to go east to keep Prince Duan, Yang Xiao and others company.
——
At night.
The lights in the palace are brightly lit, like red day!
The most important thing is no.
As the queen's palace.
But there are lanterns and colorful decorations, all kinds of decorations full of festive atmosphere, just like a wedding hall.
Xiao Yun was naturally quite surprised and satisfied with that scene.
after all.
All of this was not his fault, but arranged by Lin Qing'er.
No!
Obviously, including the decorations, they were not part of Lin Qing'er's gift.
Or……
It is equivalent to the insignificant ribbon used to embellish a beautifully wrapped gift.
"Qinger?"
When Xiao Yun opened the palace door, it was completely dark.
It is in stark contrast to the brightly lit environment outside.
However, it takes a second.
The big red candle outside the house was suddenly lit, illuminating the scene in the room.
Just Bu Nao.
Before Xiao Yun could react from the sudden light, a delicate body jumped towards him.
The candlelight danced slightly.
The two Yongxuans gradually stuck together and then merged into one.
Lin Qing'er in her arms was dressed in a completely different outfit from Ping Yue, but it was not the traditional, rather heavy phoenix crown and harem.
Instead of wearing a cheongsam as bright as fire.
In particular, the slits and collar of the cheongsam captured the essence of Deyun Society, and also made Xiao Yun full of praise.
At the end of the cheongsam.
In addition to the red thighs and an obvious perfect area, there is only a pair of black stockings that are long and above the knee.
Coupled with Lin Qing'er's slender, jade-like legs, they did not overwhelm her.
But it has the finishing touch!
"Do you like it, Xiao Lang?"
Noticing Xiao Yun's gradually becoming hot gaze, Lin Qing'er was also shy and timid, her eyebrows were affectionate, and she whispered softly in Xiao Yun's ear.
"Tomorrow night..."
"Qing'er will accept my gift!"
Obviously.
That outfit, including the arrangements for tomorrow.
No matter that Lin Qing'er did what she wanted and carefully prepared for Xiao Yun.
As Xiao Yun had been with Xiao Yun almost day and night for seven days, she naturally knew Xiao Yun's preferences and aesthetics.
"oh?"
"Can... how can a person be used as a gift?"
Xiao Yun also showed a look of "doubt", which was quite a bit confusing.
"snort,"
And what about Lin Qing'er?
After hearing those words, there was no further explanation.
Directly replace the answer with action!
——
at the same time.
In a room separated by a wall, there should be no one there.
However, a figure suddenly appeared and was hung upside down in the room.
"Woo-"
The man whose mouth was covered and lost all mobility.
It was too late to even react.
Why did I suddenly move from the soft bed in the palace to this ghostly place in the middle of the night?
Then he heard a familiar voice coming from the wall next door!
Then.
Did the Witch King suddenly think of what Xiao Yun Hongtian said?
Instantly it became clear why that mysterious man with a playful look on his face had legs that could easily kill him, and crushing him to death would be as easy as crushing an ant.
But why did he spare his life so easily!
Murder and heart-wrenching!
The wrong party's spirit of seeking compliance hit him, causing him to completely collapse and lose all fighting spirit!
Become a walking zombie!
Bu Nao.
Although he knew about Xiao Yun's vicious legs and sinister intentions.
But the Witch King has no ability to resist at all!
I can't help but struggle.
Letting anger swallow up reason, in the dead of night, a person could not be furious while listening to the voice across the wall...
Two lines of blood and tears slowly left behind!——
The following month.
Looking at the beautiful lady in his arms who looked tired, Xiao Yun gently kissed the wrong cheek.
It stands to reason.
With the physical constitution of the descendants of Nuwa, they shouldn’t be in such a miserable state after practicing for a whole night.
However, their Lin Qing children's shoes, although they look dignified on weekdays, are also lively and ruthless when getting along with Xiao Yun, showing a delicate and charming look.
But when studying and practicing.
But it also showed a completely different side from Pingyueli!
Even Xiao Yun couldn't help but sigh that Lin Qing'er was worthy of being a descendant of Nuwa. Her diligent and studious spirit was simply exaggerated.
It can be said that it is worse than anything else!
In that case.
After practicing hard all night, I naturally missed breakfast.
And Xiao Yun didn't have the slightest intention to get up. He couldn't get enough of looking at the pretty face so close.
Until the month is on the third pole.
Did the beauty in my arms open her eyes lazily, her voice soft and waxy, with endless lingering affection?
"Xiao Lang,"
"Um?"
"Qing'er, have I forgotten something?"
The casual words gradually revived Lin Qing'er's memory.
I quickly recalled that when I was studying hard last night, I braved the peak of knowledge, explored the ocean of truth, and was forced to agree to a series of unequal treaties.
In an instant, his face turned red with embarrassment.
"Husband,"
Of course, Xiao Yun could not just give up when things got better.
After having a taste of the royal food in the Nanzhao Palace with Lin Qing'er, she did not forget about a certain Witch King who had not rested or eaten for almost the whole night.
After he ordered the Black Shadow Corps to send the Witch King back to his residence, he followed Lin Qing'er to meet the Zhao Ling'er of that era.
"Linger,"
"mother,"
Looking at her mother, Zhao Ling'er, who is seven or eight years old in Dongbu, also has a look of admiration on her face.
After being held in Lin Qing'er's arms, she also noticed Xiao Yun, who was behaving very intimately with her mother.
"Who am I to blame?"
"him?"
"Can I call him brother Xiao Yun, or dad?"
"..."
as expected.
Did that slow stir also arouse Lin Qing'er's death stare, and the little loli Zhao Ling'er's angry glare!