Chapter 917

Just after the full moon, the moon still hangs low on the sky like a huge disc, and everything around is quiet, making the sky with twinkling stars broader. On the boundless starry sky, twinkling stars form a complex and beautiful star map. Around it, it seems that you can see the moon with craters, silently and cheerfully shining.

Lying in his thick arms, covered with sand, Ling Qingyu looked at the star map in the sky very comfortably, pointed to the big dipper and said, "soul, look!"

"Well, it's beautiful." Casually, ye soul's eyes were just glued to her, looking at her slightly upturned lips, her stretched rosy cheeks, and her eyes reflecting the stars and the sea

When the corner of his eye swept his eyes, Ling Qingyu turned back and met his eyes. Her fingers gently scratched the outline of his eyebrows between his eyebrows and eyes, saying, "well, my soul is more beautiful than the stars ~"

Yelu's face turned red again, but he didn't look away. His eyes were still staring at her pupils, and he whispered, "master, are you hungry?"

In Shapo, he was so noisy and sat on his horse for half a day. After such intense exercise, it was false to say that he was not hungry, but Ling Qingyu put his hand on his chest, eyebrows flying, with a narrow smile, dragged a long tail and said in an aggrieved tone, "well, I'm hungry, what should I do?"

Bend her legs, hold her with both hands, let her legs wrap around her waist, Yelu knelt up, and then stood up from the sand with one hand around her waist to pass the internal force to keep her body warm, and hold her hip with one hand so that she can hang on her waist in this posture, and walked to the edge of the stove he had built.

The cake and meat on the stove had already cooled down. Yelu sat by the stove, took the blanket and wrapped her first. Then she sat on her body and leaned against her arms, holding her in one hand and lighting the alcohol stove in the other.

The smell of food soon curled up, and the temperature in the desert was getting lower and lower.

Curled up in his warm arms, Ling Qingyu chuckled, "I want to eat meat ~"

Yelu took a piece of hot meat and gave it to her. Seeing the narrow smile at the corner of her mouth and the deliberate twisting of her body, he stuffed the meat into her mouth and whispered, "well, later, when you're full, let's go to the tent. It's cold outside..."

Seeing that his body was hot, but he was still strong in patience and determined to feed her first. Ling Qingyu stopped teasing him and leaned honestly on his chest. Then he handed the fragrant cakes and meat to his mouth, but his fingers subconsciously scratched on the scar on his chest.

Glancing down at her, he picked up the roasted meat and fed it to her. Yelu said, "even in another life, for hundreds and thousands of generations, soul will follow you. No matter where you go, it will follow you."

"Soul son..." Ling Qingyu called softly.

"They said that they would drink Mengpo soup before reincarnation. After drinking Mengpo soup, the memory of this life will be gone, that is, the people who love each other again will no longer remember each other..." picked up the water bottle and put it to her mouth. After she finished drinking it, Yelu whispered, "soul will save enough merits and virtues, so that we can have fate to meet again in the next life. As long as we meet, soul will know it is you..."

Even if you don't remember me or recognize me, it doesn't matter. I just remember. Just give me this chance

"Soul..." Ling Qingyu didn't feel a little moved. She knew that Yelu would continue to do good things as long as he had the opportunity. In fact, from there on, he used all the money he gave him while maintaining her rule with tough and bloody means to subsidize those Ling orphanages, pave roads and build bridges. As long as he could help others, he would never be stingy with money and his own strength.

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It turns out that it's not just for good luck

"I don't want a better marriage, master, I just want you..." summoned up courage, Yelu said what he had been holding in his heart for many years.

He wanted to say this when she first tried to find a good woman for him, but he never dared to say it

"At that time, master, at that time, when you came out of the flame, there was no way for soul to have someone else..." she bowed her head and gently kissed Ling Qingyu's frozen lips, and Yelu whispered.

Gently kissed him back, Ling Qingyu stretched out his hand to get the cake on the plate. Before his hand touched the plate, he was blocked by night spirit and said, "hot, I'll just come."

"Well, but I also want to feed soul ~" Ling Qingyu looked at him sideways, slowly opened a bright smile, and said, "I also want to feed soul, so that soul can leave more memories in his heart, so that you won't find the wrong person."

Night soul's eyes suddenly lit up like stars, pursed his mouth and forced to suppress the ecstatic smile, but he still couldn't help but let the smile overflow, silly laughter.

"Ah, eat quickly! Let's wash in the tent and let me eat well." Ling Qingyu patted his silly smiling face and shouted.

With her words, Ye Peng stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth and swallowed it in two bites. Because he was too anxious to eat, he choked in his throat. Ling Qingyu smiled and patted him on the back, and hurriedly took water and let him swallow it.

After eating, Yelu took her into the lake, heated the surrounding lake with his internal force, and put her into the water.

He gathered a handful of water and poured it on him. Looking at his majestic and healthy body in the Milky moonlight, the muscles without any fat bulged out a brave and sexy beautiful curve. The water droplets rolled on the wheat colored bronze skin, and the soft moonlight reflected made his whole head gentle. The honey like expression in his eyes made Ling Qingyu's heart tremble like a feather.

"Soul ~" whispered softly, hooked off his head, and Ling Qingyu kissed the attractive lips.

Yelu hugged her waist, bowed his head and gently pecked and kissed her, dipped a towel in water, washed her body clean, and washed herself by the way

Holding people out of the lake, ye Pu put her palm behind her, passed with heat in her heart, and walked quickly to the tent.

He has internal skill to protect his body from the cold in the desert at night, but Ling Qingyu can't, so he bought a sleeping bag tent and a newly popped quilt to make the tent very soft and warm.

Get into the tent, pull the door curtain, Yelu hugged Ling Qingyu and rolled directly into the quilt. The hot and fierce kiss printed like a shower.

The sand is flat, not soft or hard. The tent with sleeping bags and quilts is like the best Simmons. The moonlight and starlight flow down from the transparent ceiling of the tent. It is cold outside, with cold winds, but the spring in the tent is infinite