Xiao Yu was held in his arms, and his body was drenched. The skirt was dripping with water, and the water was melted, revealing a delicate face, like a hibiscus, and the beauty was clear and fragrant.

At the foot of Nanhuajun, he tapped on the surface of the water. It was like a glimpse of the lake, the celestial celestial being, the **** of painting, and even the blooming lotus flower in the lake became eclipsed.

Between heaven and earth, only his worldly beauty is shocking.

Leaving the lake, he stopped, slightly coveted, and looked at her in a complicated look: "Hey, you remember, what did you promise me?"

Xiao Yu’s eyes were slightly stagnation, thinking in her mind, what did she promise him?

After a while, she suddenly thought of it and saw that she was still in his arms. Xiao Yan’s calf moved and wanted to come down from his arms.

"I remember, let me down first."

The octagonal pavilion is not far away, Shenmo core walked out of the pavilion, and the line of sight was like a blade, falling on Xiao Yu, who was hugged by Nanhua Jun.

Suddenly.

Shen Mo core's pupil suddenly swelled, and the chest was angry and ups and downs.

Xiao Yu’s shameless slut, soaked clothes, outlined the shape of her chest, so that she stood in the arms of Nanhua Jun, she was absolutely deliberate, deliberately seduce Nanhua Jun.

Shen Mo core gradually squeezed his fingers and wanted to rush over. He gave Xiao Xiao a slap and pulled her down from Nan Huajun's arms.

She already knows that Xiao Yu was sleeping with Feng Ling when he was in Jiusheng. Not only that, but Xiao Yu may have slept with Nangong. Some people in Jiusheng Temple saw Xiao Yu being pulled into the Phoenix by Nangong. The dormitory, only after a long time came out, said that the two are innocent, is it possible?

Xiao Yu, a dirty monk, would like to taint her Nanhua Jun again.

"Your clothes are soaked, so you will get cold in the dress." Nan Huajun said faintly, clutching the palm of her hand, and gradually drying her clothes.

Xiao Yu also felt her twilight fretting, and she was a little embarrassed. He not only saved her this time, but also liked her. She and he are not relatives. How can they be affected?

She moved and fell from his arms, and the clothes were half dry: "I have spiritual support, nothing. Right, I will give you Yuner! You see, I can't take good care of it. Yuner, in times of crisis, can't always think of crushing the spiritual power in the palm of your hand, waiting for you to save."

After experiencing the danger in the water just now, Xiao Yu never wants to happen the second time. She can't protect Yuner every time. If Nanhua Jun didn't come, she couldn't stay in the water for a long time. Her Linghai, when she died, Yuner was buried.

When Xiao Yu’s knowledge let Yuner come out, her head suddenly stunned, her feet were unstable, and her body shook slightly. She lifted her finger and pressed it into the temple, faintly hearing the dragon’s screaming and anxious voice.

Xiao Yu did not hear clearly, he closed his eyes and planted in the arms of Nanhua Jun.

"Hey..."

Nanhua Jun glared at Xiao Yu, gently shook her shoulder, and saw her unconscious, he raised his eyebrows and pinched her wrist.

The pulse is very chaotic, as if there are two forces that are colliding with each other.

Shen Mo core eyes staring at Xiao Yu, the **** monk, she also deliberately fell in the arms of Nan Huajun, how can there be such a woman in the world?

Feng Lingran and Nangong blinked? Will you look at Xiao Yu?

Yes, it must be like this.

After a while, Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, his mouth slightly moved, watching Nanhua Jundao: "Brother."