Taking a step back 10,000 steps, even if Xue Mo used him to rescue him when he fell off the cliff, it would only take a long time. I haven't heard that a cliff can't reach the bottom in a few minutes ...

The time is too short, even if you hug a beauty, you can't feel it ...

The ordinary cliff can't fall to him, the cliff under the white tower, he can't risk falling!

Emperor Zun pondered an hour near Tianming, and finally thought of this white pagoda that only he could come up ...

Successfully brought the little girl to Huyou. The little girl Yu Jin was hugging him enthusiastically, and the old man of Dizun felt that he had made a profit this time.

This was the first time he was held like this. He looked at the little girl in his arms and felt a little strange.

It was the feeling that the loved one should lean on the mountain to hold him, his heart was warm and hot, making him subconsciously want to hold her backhand ...

Ning Xuemo was gritting his teeth. What does this great **** mean?

Is it really appropriate for him to tease her as Emperor?

Aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed in front of her?

Xuemo was holding his thin waist, and his nose was a pleasantly light fragrance, which made her feel a little dizzy and heartbeat. There is also an inexplicable exclusion ...

Xuemo wanted to let go, but her instinct to survive made her dare ...

If a drowning man catches a driftwood, he will not let go easily even if he knows it is a trap.

When he laughed, Xue Mo blushed, and her arm was slightly loose, so she calmed down as much as possible: "Emperor, please the old man to send me back to the place. I don't think this tower is where I should come up ..."

"It takes your own effort to get back to where you were." Emperor Zun said, his voice still bland.

She worked hard? How hard?

There is a vast cloud in Shino, and the scenery is almost the same. Even the eight faces of this white tower at the foot are exactly the same.

She couldn't tell which direction she was heading ...

"Please ask the Emperor to give directions." Ning Xuemo tried his best to widen the distance between them, and he was very polite.

Emperor Zun looked down at her. She kept her head down and couldn't see Xuemo's look at this moment, but this rusty tone made him feel uncomfortable, and said lightly: "When the general person in this place is pointing and getting lost, that person He is kneeling. "

Ning Xuemo: "..." Actually, she didn't go out and kneel, but she couldn't release him now. Once she knelt down, she directly hugged him ...

Holding his waist, she still had a little pressure in her heart, and then hugged his legs ... she felt that her skin was still thinner.

Distraught in her heart, her waist was tight, and Emperor Zun finally held her back.

As soon as she shook her efforts, the Emperor had hugged her and sat down: "This seat is a bit tired recently, and rest for a while."

Ning Xuemo was lying in his arms in the arms of a princess, sitting half on his lap, with Emperor's arms around her waist, letting her lean against her chest.

This posture is really not ordinary intimacy!

And when he sits, there is no other place to stand on it.

Ning Xuemo looked up at his white jade mask, his body was stiff, and he didn't quite understand the meaning behind his series of actions.

Or maybe it is understood in the heart, but the subconscious is running away.

And as soon as he sat, she couldn't find a place even if she wanted to kneel out to him.

"Emperor?" Ning Xuemo didn't know what medicine was sold in his gourd, but could only sit in his arms stiffly, in order to keep changing.

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