Chapter 796

Hearing the sound inside turned into a fine groan, Yelu sighed, glanced at the five fingerprints he had caught on the wall, looked around, and palmed. Wipe it on the top and smooth the trace.

Patting the ash on his hand, ye soul said to Ye Xi, who had been looking up at the sky, "what are you doing?"

"It's still the Third Master..." Ye Xi sighed softly and whispered.

He worked so hard in those days, but after every nightmare, no matter how strong he pretended to be, she would still tremble for a long time, and she couldn't return to God in a day or two.

"Third Master, after all, is different." After Yelu said a word, he turned around and said, "however, I don't care. As long as the master is good, it's OK."

"Hum! My sister said, I'm also unique!" Ye Xi snorted reluctantly and walked slowly behind him.

Eavesdropping on Yan San's corner, even if they are both found, the consequences

Forget it

Seeing the two people coming, Yang Zhaoli, who was leaning on the wall, straightened up, and several people around him also stood straight, staring at the two people.

"Nothing, it should be nothing..." Yelu said faintly.

Except Yan San, they all experienced her nightmare. In her strong shell, her heart was full of holes. Even if they tried hard, they just stabbed her in the end.

Sure enough, we still have to start with the original person and flatten those holes from Yan San.

Let her eyes no longer have haze and worry, as in the early years, even if it is dangerous, she can face it.

The sunshine in the morning came in through the window with the singing of birds. The wind rustled the window screens, with the floral fragrance of dew penetrating a little, quiet and peaceful.

Ling Qingyu squinted slightly, looking at the towering peak shadow of Yulong Snow Mountain exposed between the windblown window screens, smelling the fragrance of flowers with the fresh taste of dew, listening to the strong heartbeat behind her, she felt satisfied, except that her body was so weak that she didn't want to move.

The arm on her waist moved, and a lazy voice came over her head: "wake up?"

"No..." Ling Qingyu's voice took a chuckle and said, "I'm dreaming ~"

The arm resting under her neck bent up, and the slender finger of the bone joint gently scratched on her cheek. The lazy voice said with a smile, "well, do you want me to help you wake up?"

With the sound of chuckling, Ling Qingyu grabbed his hand and called with a trace of coquettish, "Yan San!"

Yan San chuckled, hugged her with his arms, kissed her on the top of her head, and said, "then sleep again, last night was tiring for you ~"

Lingqingyu's cheeks didn't feel red. Yan San's action last night was very direct, but she just kept filling up and bumping. That's how it made her hoarse. Such a fierce climax couldn't stop, which seemed to be a climax hovering in the sky

Let her just think, then feel empty.

"Yan San..."

"Huh?"

"Fill me..."

"Well..."

Yan San looked at her and sighed contentedly. His eyes closed and he fell asleep again. He didn't feel a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

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The same was true last night. Holding him in his arms, he kept the posture of two people together, and then slept soundly

Just like when I was on a ship, sleeping well is called a calm and calm

"Little villain..." whispered in her ear. Yan San just hugged her and slept again.

Wu Kun and Liang Jiarong lived in a two bedroom villa alone. Ling Qingyu was in poor condition yesterday. The men didn't give them two opportunities to get close to Ling Qingyu at all, so they let Ling Qingyu go to bed early. They thought she must get up early if she went to bed early. They were woken up by the alarm clock early in the morning, and then tidied up and went to the restaurant.

There are already two big tables in the restaurant, those old ladies and the great God who is said to be writing books are there, and most of the men are there, but Ling Qingyu is not seen, oh, and flowers, oh, and to things, to things? Why isn't Xiangdong there?

Things are moving. There are people blocking outside the independent courtyard.

Hua Dong hummed a tune and when he opened the door, he was frightened by his speechless sad look of a 15-year-old boy with a 45 degree elevation against the courtyard wall. He directly stepped back and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Hua'er, look at Mr. Yang. They are all injured. I'm afraid Xiaoyu won't go out. Otherwise, let's go shopping by ourselves today?" He stood up straight to the East and West, and asked with a mature and steady smile.

"I have an appointment with Xiaoyu to continue to do spa today." Hua Dong closed the door and walked to the restaurant.

"Spa doesn't need to be done for a day. I rented a bike, and it's only ten minutes for us to ride to Shuhe. Haven't you always wanted to see it?" Follow her to the East.

"Well." Hua Dong thought for a moment, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, which were so bright that people were in a good mood, nodded and said, "well, I just want to visit by myself."

Also! He shook his fist at something secretly, and his feet jumped around involuntarily. When Hua Dong looked back in doubt, he returned to his former stable appearance and said, "well, let's see what gift Xiaoyu will give back."

"OK."

"What do you think is suitable?"

"Go and have a look. I heard that the clothes of the Naxi nationality here are very beautiful. Xiaoyu has been complaining about not having beautiful clothes to wear."

"No beautiful clothes? How can it?"

"This... Is a secret..."

They talked and laughed and went to the restaurant. As soon as they swept their eyes, they were all there, and there were two missing, Ling Qingyu and Yan San.

The old people get up early. Like the men, they have finished breakfast and are drinking tea to listen to Yang Zhao and he Li introduce the surrounding scenic spots.

"Mom, why don't we go to Lijiang ancient city today and come back to do spa in the afternoon? Qingyu has reserved a time for you. In the evening, we can go to the night scenery again. When our body can adapt, we can climb Yulong Snow Mountain again. Do you think it's feasible?" Yang Zhao pointed to the map and said.

"OK, we can go by ourselves. You can take good care of yourself in the hotel." Ling Ma laughed. Yesterday, they all stayed in the car according to Yang Zhao and Su Mu's instructions. Their sight from the window was limited, but they could also see the scene of dragging the car back. Thinking about the wounds on their hands, Ling Ma also felt heartache.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Zhao laughed.

"It doesn't matter. We old people walk slowly by ourselves, and you play with you." Pan yinru also laughed. This time, Ling Ma said it was her daughter's invitation, but she didn't expect the specification to be so high. She thought these young people were indeed rich people. They also felt embarrassed to let them follow and serve like servants.

"Mom, I'll go with you." Su Mu exchanged a cup of hot tea for Ling Ma and laughed.

"Yes, I just want to see it, mom. I'll accompany you." Cheng Jia took the map from Yang Zhao's hand and laughed.

"We can also be together, Mr. Cheng!" Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun immediately moved their stools and leaned over.