The door opened with a shout, the wind coming in from the balcony window gathered into a line, whistling through the hall, several top-heavy empty glasses on the coffee table fell down, and the recipe just opened turned over. Opened to the one about homemade egg yolk.

Sheng Lingyuan's coat slipped from one side. Before he could turn around, he crossed his shoulders with one hand, and dragged the window silently with a loud noise. The doors and windows were stuck at the same time, arrogant. The wind through the hall scratched his head from here and went to the tail again. It stopped abruptly. A red feather originally inserted in a vase flew in the room for a while, falling down in a spiral, just falling to Xuanyuan. On the shoulder.

The so-called "Suzaku deity bird" is also a kind of bird. The winged race is naturally easy to indulge in hue, so it is also described as gorgeous, especially when the brows of the eyebrows are raised.

Wait, the brooded family crest?

In the demon clan, only the big demon with pure blood lineage has the family crest, and it is not hung on the forehead every day. It will only be exposed when it encounters danger or emotional fluctuations.

Sheng Lingyuan: "What's wrong?"

Go out for a takeaway.

Xuan Yuan put the take-out on a small balcony table like a sink, but his hands were very gentle. He pulled up Sheng Lingyuan's coat and slid it down gently, "I have something to tell you."

Sheng Lingyuan: "Huh?"

Xuan Yuan rushed upstairs, but a pair of eyes went up to him, and the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.

When Sheng Lingyuan was looking at people, his eyes would not be particularly wide, but he would not let the eyelids "hide the pupils", giving people a feeling that his eyes were just enough to fit himself. The smile of people makes people have an illusion. It seems that no matter what they say or do, what kind of garbage they can get unconditional support and tolerance from him.

This beautiful illusion will last until the moment of the picture.

There are as many shivering people in the middle of the night as there are people willing to go on fire for this look.

Xuan Yuan stared at him for a while, his heartbeat slowed, and his taste went up.

The man was standing in front of him alive. What else did he ask for? Human greed is really like wild grass, wildfires are burnt out, and the wind comes and sprouts. Xuan Ye laughed at himself and found that he had previously thought, "As long as he looks at me at once," he wasn't finished, and his face turned dissatisfied.

"What am I going to do?" Xuan Yuan thought.

Sheng Lingyuan saw his family crest faded slowly, as if he had done something wrong, and tilted his head away from his eyes: "No ... that's what, my ... that floor is high, nothing at the window Northwest wind. "

At that time, Ling Yuan had been taking care of himself, and he was exhausted, and now it is his turn to take care of Ling Yuan.

That's enough. Be content.

He obviously hated those who persecuted Lingyuan, how could he become as abominable as them?

"The rice is a bit cold, I went to the fire." Xuan Yuan said, hurriedly picking up the takeaway bag, turned to go to the kitchen, remembered two steps, took out a cup of milk tea, "Yes, Do you still like to drink this? I ordered it without sugar ... "

Sheng Lingyuan didn't pick it up. Over the teacup, he pinched Xuan's wrist, and his fingers rubbed on the protruding wrist bone intentionally or unintentionally. He pressed Xuan's hand and hugged him from behind, feeling the person in his arms. Stiffened into solid wood.

Alas, the eyebrow emblem is about to jump out again?

Xuan Yuan: "..."

Satisfied with the ball, this day can't live!

Sheng Lingyuan said gently in his ear, "Don't be afraid of me."

Xuan Yue turned back abruptly and pushed Sheng Lingyuan to the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony.

However, when his lips were only a finger away from Sheng Lingyuan, he forcibly held his trembling breath, forcing himself to stop and no longer approach.

"Lingyuan," he closed his eyes and pressed his voice down. "You know ... what do I mean to you, huh? You see it."

As soon as this was said, Xuan Yuan's tight muscles gradually relaxed.

It doesn't seem to be difficult to say.

For a moment, Xuan Yuan faintly regained his feelings when he was young. At that time, he dared to say anything to Sheng Lingyuan, stupid words, wayward words, unreasonable words, Ling Yuan will never dislike him, so he has enough confidence. It's a big fight, anyway, it's just a short time after the quarrel, no one can remember why it was just a quarrel.

"I don't know anything about it, it's my fault to have an" injustice "delusion on you. But ... oh," Xuan Yuan smiled lowly, and retreated half an inch, "So many years, what Chronic diseases don't affect daily life. This delusion is nothing, you don't need to worry about it. But can you avoid some actions that make me sick? For example ... "

His words ended in a gentle peck that Sheng Lingyuan fell on his lips.

Sheng Lingyuan: "So?"

The devil's bloodless hand slid down his spine, pinching his neck and squeezing over: "Is this still the case?"

His voice disappeared between the intermingled lips and teeth, this time His Majesty was extremely gentle and patient, and there was no such kind of irritability that would give people different interpretations.

What the soul is trembling with, Xuan Yuan thought it was rhetoric before, but now I believe it. He seemed to have a poisoned arrow in his chest, and the toxins spread into the whole body along the heart veins. The special numbness caused him to lose control for a moment, as if the body was a borrowed shell, which could not be penetrated by guns and itch.

The plastic milk tea cup couldn't hold back the "inaccessible" God's grip. He "snapped" him and smashed it all over, splashing everywhere. Xuan Yuan came back to God and retreated halfway: "You ..."

"I said something wrong." Sheng Lingyuan stepped forward and made a slight pause. Sheng Lingyuan was like a drunken man, he could not distinguish between the north and the south, but remembered the way back home with his legs-he weighed it before and called it inexplicably. He just slipped off the road, "Chick, Brother Lingyuan said something wrong, don't be angry with me, okay?"

When they were young, quarrels were commonplace, and no one would shut their minds. Everyone knew what they thought. It was more efficient than quarreling, because of trivial matters. The storm passed. Soon they will be interrupted by the vicious outside world, and naturally they will start to fear and comfort each other. Later as things got older, things started to get a little more complicated. The boys who were "mature" learned the Cold War-the Cold War was basically initiated by Sheng Lingyuan first, because the sword spirit was weak and the war was not good.

When the sword spirit was also proficient in shielding his thoughts, Sheng Lingyuan was really mature and did n’t quarrel with him much. After leaving Dongchuan, the crown of the emperor stretched his heart to the size of the day and day. It can only stir up gentle ripples, and it is no longer easy to make waves.

Occasionally, if you don't have time to catch fire, you will end up with such a sentence, "Lingyuan Yuan said something wrong."

After proclaiming for a long time, his mind was noisy for a while, and then there was no sound until he found that his body seemed to have some ... uncommon changes.

This time the eyebrow crest of the eyebrows really jumped out. Xuanyuan responded in a random way, bent down quickly, pretending to pack tea.

The flame-colored family crest seems to be redder than usual, and it has a big meaning to spread from the face to the neck. Xuan Yuan dragged a paper towel from the small table to wipe the floor, and wiped it halfway. The white paper towel didn't know what bad association he had attracted.

When Xuan Yuan Sheng Lingyuan was spiritual, after all, he only had spirit. Suddenly falling on the "ground", Xuan Ye was like a new driver who had stepped on the accelerator for the first time, and he wished he could put his feet on the brakes.

He carefully glanced at Sheng Lingyuan in the embarrassment of an impending explosion, thinking guiltyly: "Did not find it?"

As a result, she saw Sheng Lingyuan leaning against the window and licked the milk tea on her fingers.

Xuan Yuan: "..."

Is this old ghost intentional!

Sheng Lingyuan: "Don't you say that there is no sugar?"

Xuan Yuan: "..."

he is the one!

Sheng Lingyuan laughed and smoked a tissue. Xuan Yuan thought he was going to wipe his hands, but saw him wipe the milk stains on the window lattice, and then kneeled down.

"Don't ... Ling Yuan, Your Majesty!" Xuan Yuan was startled, and his mouth was in a mess. "Don't touch this, leave me ..."

"I abdicated for many years," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him gently. "I'm not the emperor anymore, give me some time."

He once thought that if he was given another chance, he would keep his little sword spirit even if he was broken.

Now this opportunity really comes down from the sky.

Not to mention Hirachibuchi, even if the world is falling, he is willing to carry it once.

But two minutes later, His Majesty, who was preparing to Hirachibuchi, was called away.

"You can move, wait, change your slippers ... you have to wipe the ground."

Although His Majesty abdicated for many years, it did take some time. 2k novel reading network