Su Kui lowered her eyes, and the arrogant smile just disappeared from her face. Hearing the painful voice, she seemed to think of her own pain that night, too, struggling on the edge of death. The heart was rolling violently, and she unconsciously grasped the clothes in front of her chest, "the more Fusang, am I very vicious?"

She leaned gently in his arms. "Maybe she was right. People like me are destined to go to hell."

The more Fusang sighed, he hugged her in his arms and put his chin on her head. His breath was full of the fragrance of mandala on her body. He drooped his eyes and kissed her on the top of her hair. "If you go to hell, I will accompany you."

Those who have done evil will go to hell.

In that case, he will accompany her wherever she goes. As long as there is her place, even if it's the hell of a nose, he is willing to go together.

Su Kui sleepily leans on his bosom, has the clear taste, mixes the blood fishy smell, drills into her nasal cavity.

She knew that it was probably his wound that split. For a moment, she just wanted to be quiet and lean on for a while.

-There is no need to say more about Duan Ziyin.

Spring Festival is coming soon.

Diguanxuan was so excited that he bought a lot of new year's products at the foot of the mountain with a gang of reformed people. Today, let's have a spring festival.

On New Year's Eve.

The outside lights are bright, and the trunk is covered with red lanterns, which is very happy. I don't know. I thought it was the wedding. Su Kui said it unintentionally, but he heard more Fusang whispering in his ear: "Manjusri, shall we get married?"

Maybe it's because of the festival atmosphere. The room is filled with warm air. His voice is low and soft. Like good silk, it passes by his ear. Su Kui's eyes were slowly sideways. In the astonished eyes of di Guangxuan and Jing Si, she immediately smiled, like flowers blooming, which was Soul-catching.

"Good." She said.

Diguanxuan was only stunned for a moment, and he was the first to stand up and clap his hands, "OK! Today is just the time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. It's a good omen, a good omen! "

Mirror worship and find burning sit together, two people look at each other, the latter quietly patted her back.

Xunfeng knew the charm of women. Once he thought he liked women, but later he knew that it was just a temporary infatuation. She is so dazzling that she can easily bewitch anyone's heart if she wants to.

In time, he thought, maybe he would really fall in love with her.

Fortunately, the woman let her go, let him meet this life, will not care about his past, tough woman.

There is no Xizi, no red silk, no Xifu, or even a sketch of all customs. Yes, it's just that Sanliang is not a good friend of a relative rather than a friend of a relative, and a lover followed by the world.

Without a high hall, they would bow down to heaven and earth and to each other.

So, courtesy.

Behind them, countless lanterns flickering warm and bright in the night gently swayed in the wind, and the thin snow and sand floated down. The three people standing beside her are full of blessings.

-On New Year's Eve, di Guangxuan was rarely childlike. He bought a lot of firecrackers and fireworks, brought mirror worship and fire seeking, and many disciples found a space to play.

Sukui knew that he wanted to leave her some space.

After all, she doesn't have much time.

Drunk beauty -