Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 381: Just as I saw you first

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Li Qingshan looks at her so cute, can't help but touch her face: "It really doesn't grow up."

Autumn Haitang only feels that his words are like a knife. Although it is very simple and simple, he cuts off his heart easily.

Only that one thing, I do not know how to deal with it. Look at him as a child-like indulgence, the heart is more sweet>

"I still have a lot of changes anyway. You are obviously no different from those years, but you treat people as children."

"Is it?"

Li Qingshan touched his cheek. With his Gods and Demons Bloodlines, even if he did n’t do anything, Shou Yuan was also open for thousands of years. It ’s nothing for a hundred years. This face is certainly not old.

Of course, Qiu Haitang is not talking about his appearance, but his heart. The human heart is always changing and growing, and even old.

In fact, he experienced far more things than the autumn Haitang, and all kinds of pictures have gone through the clouds>

After being chased to death by Ink Sea's Dragon King, Phoenix Nirvana is revived from death;

Wandering in the illusion created by Illusion Sea Clam King Shen Mengdie;

In Small World, he is a husband, a father, a lord of the world, and a **** of the world;

Crossing hundreds of millions of emptiness, and being in the sky with stars;

This pile of pieces, anyone who experiences once, may change his temperament at least, and it will be at least 'mature'.

However, he never changed. Not mature, never old, but a lively and cheerful Ape Demon came out of my heart, and he became more self-indulgent.

Gently kissed her auricle and smiled: "Is n’t that good? It ’s better than being drunk with a sip. It ’s better to give up what you love and take another path."

"Do you think anyone is as stubborn as you?" Qiu Haitang raised his lips, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Sometimes the smarter people are, the more easily they get confused. Fortunately, I ’m not that smart. Saying what kind of a 'love monk' is, I'm so happy that Zen root originally is the demon External Way. Since it is monk, just give me To eat the Buddha and read the Buddha honestly, what kind of woman do you think! "

"You do n’t have to look down on others, Cang Yang Prince is known as the" seventh generation love monk ", it is the dream lover of countless Thunder Province girls! Not only is she obsessed with me, but also write poetry. I do n’t know how good it is. It was too late to meet, but it made me meet a certain Demon. "

Autumn Haitang squeezed his tone and pushed the hair on his left shoulder to the back. The last sigh was full of regret.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "Writing poems?"

"Yeah, I keep it, there is a thick stack!" Qiu Haitang really took a stack of poems from Spatial Ring. A playful face said: "Would you like me to read it to you, but also let you have a long-term knowledge, learn what is called true love."

"Okay!" Li Qingshan licked his lips. The breath is already dangerous.

Autumn Haitang ignored it and continued to pluck the tiger beard. He cleared his throat and read it with a whisper. Sure enough, it was a love poem by a monk, with a clear and elegant melody and elegant rhythm, and full of admiration for her.

She read half a song. Suddenly "Un" sounded and stopped. Feeling his scorching big hand dived directly into her dress.

The soft and delicate touch is no longer blocked by clothing. Li Qingshan only feels that his fingertips are plunged into a plump. As if to melt, she sighed in her ears and smiled: "Why don't you read?"

Autumn Haitang snorted, grabbed his mischievous hand, and read on like he was sulking. The fire of his palm penetrated her skin and grabbed her heart, making her breathe faster, her face more ruddy and her body melted like water in his arms. I felt a change in something under my hips again, and writhing anxiously, trying to stay away.

Lee Qingshan took a breath, she could be so tempting! With her left hand holding her lower abdomen, she sat tightly in her arms and fell into a plumpness. Pick the red bean in your right hand and gently rub it.

Autumn Haitang uttered tender moan, grabbed his hands with both hands, the poems were scattered all over the bed, and I could n’t read them anymore. Blushing as if to drip water, Yan Ruo Tao Li, Fang Hua peerless, glowing with unprecedented charm.

This is the beauty that blooms only in the face of the person you love.

"You ... will ... act your feet!" Qiu Haitang said intermittently, biting her red lips.

Li Qingshan proudly said: "Well, there is no big deal in writing poems. If I want to write, there are hundreds of thousands."

"Really?" Qiu Haitang didn't believe it: "I don't want a hundred thousand."

"Listen."

Although Li Qingshan previous life is not everyone, but those famous poems still remember a lot. It's just that cultivation Dao fights fists rather than talents, copying can also gather Wish Power, but copying poems is useless.

However, how can the diligent traverser admit counsel in such a place?

So he said loudly, "If life is only like seeing you first!"

Glancing at her and seeing her slightly stunned, it seems very accident/surprise, can't help but feel proud: Although our poem is bad street, but against the ignorant literary young women, the effect is a killer.

"What is the autumn wind sad painting fan!"

Autumn Haitang is supported by the hand and listens quietly.

"Waiting for leisure but changing old people's hearts, but saying that old people's hearts are changeable, Lishan language leaves midnight, and Ye Yulinling is gone, why is it like Bo Xingjin Yilang, Bi Yilianzhi wish that day."

Autumn Haitang sighed slightly: "This poem is just the first sentence, and it surpasses all the love poems I have read. If your hands are more honest, it will be better."

It turns out that when Li Qingshan was a plagiarism expert, he never stopped touching her. Just like beautiful jade in hand, I can't help but gently rubbing.

"Hey, do you always serve now!"

"Where did you copy it from? At this time, it would be too bad."

"Purely original, piracy must be investigated!"

Li Qingshan did n’t expect her to be so keen, and she would not admit that she was killed naturally: "There is nothing wrong, this is the first poem I wrote when I was thinking about you and worried about whether you changed your mind."

"Humph, I do n’t believe it."

"You can copy it if you have the ability!"

"Yo, I was pierced, and I became angry and angry."

Autumn Haitang smiled, suddenly across his shirt, holding his hand over his chest and pressing down deeply.

Li Qingshan did not work so hard, afraid of hurting her tenderness, but listened to her earnestly said: "My heart will not change, are you willing to give your heart to me?"

How can Lee Qingshan say no.

"Don't regret it." Qiu Haitang pointed out.

"I have no regrets in my life."

Autumn Haitang stared at him with a staring gaze, and suddenly smiled, so he made up his mind that since you said so, it ’s no wonder that I am also here to please you.

Blinking eyes, red lips opening and closing, the voice clear and firm: "I want you!"

Li Qingshan couldn't bear it any longer, and kissed her delicate lips like petals.