"Hmm," Duanmu Yawang couldn't keep up with his thoughts, "So?"

"So..." He pursed his thin lips, staring at her and said: "We can't get married yet."

"...!"

Duanmu Ya looked stunned, what's this all about? When did they get to the point of talking about marriage?

"Hammer"

He leaned over, kissed her lips, and said seriously: "However, that is temporary. When the important task is completed in the future, we will get married in front of all the people."

Duanmu Ya looked dumbfounded.

Feel horrified!

When did she say that she was going to marry him!

"However, from now on, you are me... lady." He stared at her round, so beautiful as if she had star-filled eyes, and her cold purple eyes were full of joy, "You can call me husband ."

wipe!

Duanmu Yawang said that she couldn't stand it anymore, she stared at Gong Yulanzhi fiercely, "Is your brain sick? When did I say I want to marry you?"

As he said, pointing angrily at the door, "You get out of here, don't show up in my room in the future!"

She hadn't even counted with him how he touched her face and the corners of her mouth in full view, but he had to make an inch of it, to call her a lady, and to keep her private for life!

She really slashed his brain open to see what he was thinking about!

How come your mind is so different from humans!

Gong Yulan waved his sleeves, and the shoes on the two of them got off their feet. He hugged her and sat on his lap, kissed her on the tip of her nose, and covered her little face with both hands, "You are shy." ?"

"You are shy!"

Duanmu Yawang reached out and slapped him to push him away, but it had no effect at all.

"You're just shy." The tips of his ears and cheeks are all red.

It's red, the more you look, the better it looks.

His eyes became deeper and deeper, he held her face and pressed against him, his lips were printed on her, he licked and gnawed at her, drove straight in and kissed passionately.

"Mmm..."

Duanmu Yawang was out of breath by his kiss and hit him with anger.

However, she jumped into Wuzhishan like a monkey in his arms, and could no longer escape his control.

Duanmu Yawangsu comes from me. I don't like this feeling very much. My heart is annoying and irritating, but he doesn't hate her when he kisses her. Her heart beats faster when he kisses her, and her body feels weak.

The inconsistent feeling is more appropriate to make her irritable.

Gong Yulan kissed her directly before letting go of her breath.

As soon as he let go of her, Duanmu Yawang yelled at him irritably, "Fuck, what do you want to do? You are enough, if you do this again, I really..."

"do not be angry."

He touched her head in a voice, as if to make a cat's order, his movements were gentle, his purple eyes staring at her tenderly, "It's my fault, I will complete the important task as soon as possible, so that I can..."

Ahhhhhhhh!

Duanmu Yawang is going to run away.

How does she feel that she and him can't communicate with each other?

She gritted her teeth and stared at him fiercely: "Gong Yulanzhi, you're good for me, I don't want to marry you in Duanmu Yawang!"

As soon as he said this, Gong Yulan's eyes were cold, and his face was completely cold.

Duanmu Yawang was scalp hairy by him.

Remembering that she was still sitting on his lap, she swallowed, then turned and wanted to leave his lap.

However, as soon as she moved, he was firmly gripped by her waist, and his voice was cold and cold: "Where to go?"

wipe!

Is it her freedom to go where she goes?

Duanmu Yawang closed her eyes and resisted the urge to get angry. She smiled and said without a smile: "It's a little stuffy here, I just want to go out and go around..."

"No nonsense."

Gong Yulan frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to tidy up her somewhat messy hair, kissed her affectionately, and said, "It's getting late, don't run around, sleep well, and come with me tomorrow. To practice."

After that, he didn't know what he thought of. He turned his palm, and when the palm was spread out again, there was a pink fruit on it, about the size of a peach, very fragrant and fragrant.

She looked at the fruit and sniffed the scent again. She was taken aback for a moment, "Building a spirit fruit?"

This one is much better in color than the previous one, and it is also much bigger, and it is even more intense when I think of it.

A sniff is refreshing.

"Um."

His cold face became a little blush, and he faintly responded, and handed Guo'er to her, "You put it away."

Duanmu Yawang now knows how hard it is to find and pick the Lingzhu Fruit. Seeing the Lingzhu Fruit in his hand, her heart seems to be blocked by something, full, full, swollen and uncomfortable.

The heartbeat is also accelerating.

"you……"

"Don't be greedy." Gong Yulan stretched out her hand and scratched the tip of her nose, and said coldly, "Last time it was the primary spirit building fruit, this time it is the intermediate. You can't stand the beginner, let alone the intermediate. of."

Duanmu Yawang thought of the primary spiritual fruit building, and remembered that she still owed him a favor.

Today, she also owes him a favor. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't be able to get such a promise from the queen.

Also, he gave her "Lingxian Jue", waited for her to practice, personally taught her the Heart Jue, and the palace relieved her...

She always remembered his inexplicable brain circuit, and kept tickling his aggressive behavior towards her, but forgot that he actually seemed to be paying for her all the time.

Duanmu Yawang could count the ten fingers of the time the two spent together. However, if you think about it carefully, he has helped her almost every time.

Without him, she couldn't be so good now.

Thinking of this, she fixedly looked at the fruit of his beautiful palm in a trance.

"What's the matter?" He hugged her closer and saw her staring at Zhu Lingguo, thinking she still wanted to eat. He wrinkled his brows and his voice softened. You put it there first, and eat after you grow up and your ability improves, okay?"

His voice was low and soft, with a little stiff and coquettish tinge. Hearing into Duanmu Yawang's ears, there was always a feeling of being fiddled with by others.

Her heart quivered after being fiddled with.

The ups and downs keep going up and down, and the rhythm is also chaotic.

This feeling is very strange, but Duanmu Yawang does not hate it.

I don't know what he thought of, Duanmu Ya looked to hide his face, secretly sighed, as if a little helpless, and said after a moment: "You went out this time to find Lingguo?"

"By the way."

Duanmuya rolled his eyes. If he could find an intermediate spirit building fruit by the way, this spirit building fruit would not be so precious.

"You put it away." He said coldly.

Duanmu Yawang was startled looking at his suffocating beautiful face.

No matter how many times she looked at such a face, she felt her heartbeat speed up.

She really didn't understand why a perfect person like him... fell in love with a stranger with black hair and black eyes like her?

What he wants to like, shouldn't it be someone like Zhu Jinyu?