"Well, I like it here."


    Xiang Xing nodded gently and responded softly.


    Suddenly he closed his dark soft eyes and took a deep breath.


    The breath of fresh and cool summer night flows into the nasal cavity, which is comfortable and relaxed.


    She couldn''t help but hook the powder to moisten her lips, and her small head tilted slightly to the side and pasted it on the man''s slightly warm handsome face after drinking.


    Well, I''m a little sleepy.


    Thinking, the little guy subconsciously opened his mouth and yawned.


    Feeling the change of breath, the man turned his face slightly and kissed his soft white cheek as light as Hongyu.


    Delicate eyes drooped and stared at her quietly.


    Xiang Xing''s soft eyes opened slightly, and there was a bleary dense between his eyes. The water light was particularly moving under the moonlight.


    It made his heart tremble.


    He couldn''t help laughing and turned the little guy in his arms.


    Taking advantage of her drowsiness and stupidity, she no longer hesitated to tilt down her head.


    Kiss the cherry pink lips.


    ……


    The sudden warmth made Xiang Xing involuntarily open some soft eyes.


    I only found that the gorgeous, handsome and unmarried face suddenly magnified in front of me.


    The eyes are low, and under the dense pupil like purple dragon crystal, it is as broad and deep as the sea, and as bright as the night at the moment.


    And all of these are infected with strong tenderness.


    The strong arms holding her trembled slightly.


    And the mellow smell of wine that suddenly became less annoying.


    Just surround her and cover her.


    ……


    A long time later.


    Gong xuanyue loosened the confused and shaky little guy.


    He couldn''t help laughing lightly and hugged him again, and his arms tightened.


    The hoarse words lingered in the girl''s ears, scattered the ripples and teasing of the past, and showed some solemnity.


    "Star, when will you be my true Taoist companion?"


    Without waiting for Xiang Xing to answer anything, the man narrowed his delicate eyes and continued, "thousands of years ago, everyone said that being an immortal was good, carefree, happy and free, and life close to eternal life."


    "But thousands of years later, I am more and more nostalgic for the dusty color full of smoke and anger... And the bright golden red that suddenly bumps into my eyes."


    "So, star,"


    He raised his body, like an invitation, and stared deeply into his misty and blinking soft eyes.


    "You samadhi true fire, would you like to warm my big wine pot?"


    "... ah."


    Xiang Xing froze.


    Subconsciously, he was about to respond, but on second thought, he narrowed his soft eyes slightly suspiciously and looked back at him.


    The waxy voice muttered, "it''s not drunk..."


    "No, it''s love."


    Gong xuanyue giggled, and the waves in his eyes flowed, "only you can hear the love words."


    "Well."


    The little guy has a crooked head and flexible stars in his soft eyes.


    But he deliberately learned half of his traditional virtues, pursed his pink lips and looked at him so quietly.


    Until she saw with satisfaction that the man in front of her was firm, uncertain, and full of anxiety and tension.


    His arms trembled even more.


    Finally, he couldn''t stand such a strange silence.


    I couldn''t help taking a deep breath and gently opened my mouth: "you don''t want to..."


    However, before the words fell, he felt the red in front of him and suddenly rushed at him.


    She took the initiative to answer everything with a kiss.


    Why not.