Unfortunately, Leng Zhuxiang couldn’t hear, and of course she didn’t see it.
In the distance, Zhuo Lun moved him. He ran to Lan Lingxiao at an incredible speed and took Lan Lingxiao into his arms before Lengzhuxiang reflected.
"Ling don’t want to what all don’t want to, ok? Let’s go home. "
Feeling the man in his arms nodded slightly, he picked her up and strode off the coastline.
"The little girl follows!"
"ah? Oh, "Leng Zhuxiang still doesn’t know what happened. She moved herself bit by bit and watched them go away gradually. There was an indescribable emotion rising from the bottom of her heart.
Chapter VII, Purple Tears
The sea area pavilion is an antique hotel. The layout of the ancient inn and the beautiful women in it are all dressed in Tang costumes attract many guests every year. Although many hotels nearby have followed suit, it is a pity that the technology is too poor to imitate the home. The sea area pavilion is still full every day this year.
Lan Lingxiao and his party will live here this time.
Lan Lingxiao and Leng Zhuxiang live in the No.1 room of Tianzi. Zhuo Lun lives next door to them alone. According to Lan Lingxiao, it is to give Zhuo Lun a chance to take advantage of women. Now Zhuo Lun has been letting her lie in her room since she brought Lan Lingxiao back from the seaside. Leng Zhuxiang tried to see her in the door several times, but Ah Xiao was refused every time, which made her depressed.
Zhuo LUN did not consider so much. He looked at her with a frown in distress. Lan Lingxiao pulled up her right middle finger and held her hand. The blue diamond ring closed her eyes and murmured.
"My god’s name is inspired by ignorance and meditation, and the artifact guides the heart to its place!"
The aquamarine diamond ring blooms soft and light blue light, which instantly illuminates the whole room.
Lan Lingxiao is no longer a human figure at this time. Her purple eyes are closed, but her body is covered with thick pale blue fur. Her hands are no longer the original white Sandy jade hands, but they have become sharp claws. She is a pale blue pervert. Her mouth groans in a low voice like extreme pain.
But at the moment when the light came on, she immediately felt much more comfortable, as if she were lying quietly in the soft spring breeze, and the ring kept emitting light, which was getting weaker and weaker. After about half an hour, it finally became silent, and Lan Lingxiao was still the usual appearance. Just now, everything was like a nightmare because of waking up from a dream.
Zhuo Lun looks very pale now, but his face is very thin and thick with sweat. He looks exhausted. His adventure like this hides a great crisis. He can only succeed by luck. At present, he can’t do anything, regardless of whether men and women are giving or receiving, lying on his back, panting heavily beside Lan Lingxiao.
The door suddenly some rustling ZhuoLun alert also immediately raised his head HeWen "who? ！”
"Ah, I’m here. Can I help you, sir?"
"Don’t bother-er, wait, please send two cups of tea for Longjing before the rain. Thank you."
"Oh, ok, just a moment."
It’s Leng Zhuxiang at the door. Since she was denied the door for the third time, Leng Zhuxiang suspected that these two people must have some secrets. Now people don’t even let in the door, and they can’t ask her face to face. "Curiosity killed the cat." When her curiosity came, she added Zhuo Lun, and she fell in love at first sight. I couldn’t help it. Because it was an antique hotel that wanted to peep, it was much easier for her index finger to poke a small hole in the window and stick it inside to look carefully. Anyway, she remembered that it was all played in the TV play, and she usually
It’s what happened in it that can scare her. It’s nothing to do with Xiangyan. Is that, is that thing Ah Xiao? Is she human or not? Oh, and Zhuo Lun. What is he? Oh, my God. Why is the world so crazy? Is it a fantasy?
Leng Zhuxiang couldn’t figure out the situation at the moment. It was a cliche to want to leave being found to be a common bridge impersonator. Unfortunately, Zhuo Lun didn’t doubt it, and he didn’t have the strength to mind his affairs now.
Leng Zhuxiang suddenly had a feeling of surviving, but she was still very sad. When will Aaron’s brother be so kind to me? Even if he is really not human, I still care.
"Miss, no, I mean miss, please send two cups of Longjing before the rain to Room No.2 of Tianzi. Thank you."
Leng Zhu Xiang rounded himself up and lied and wandered out.
The fresh sea breeze is blowing, and the hair is flying uneasily. Spring worries are like catkins. In the dream, the king saved the princess in distress and lived happily ever after. The king is his princess. I fantasize about pain and beauty like this, but every time I think of the princess’s face, it always turns into a blue spirit. She is so beautiful. I can’t compare it. I really hate Cinderella stories more and more.
The night is as deep as a rock.
LanLingXiao finally opened his eyes.
"Zhuo Lun, you idiot, why are you sleeping next to me!" She angrily kicked Zhuo Lun out of bed as if everything that happened during the day had been forgotten.
"I depend on the dead woman, how can you be so savage that the dead know not to know?" Zhuo Lun straightened up in regret and rubbed the painful place and scolded him unceremoniously.
"Xiang Xiang? Why do I sleep in your room? " It seems really painful to see Zhuo Lun. Lan Lingxiao finally realized that his feet were really a little heavy, and he lowered his voice shyly.
"What are you talking about? What did you say in the evening? Why did you even come out with your prototype?" He sat back in bed, and of course he was a little careful to stay away from LanLingXiao.
"ah? Oh, nothing. Maybe it’s windy and a little feverish. Did you learn the magic formula? It would be nice for such an idiot who consumes a lot of physical strength to let me lie down more. "She lovingly pressed Zhuo Lun down on the bed-and then covered him and told him to have a good rest.