I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Luo frowned in disgust, and missed him looking into the distance.

Lou Lan caught sight of his disgusted appearance from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile in his voice, "Reverend Changqin's wishful thinking is really good." He leaned closer to Jiang Luo and raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "My son Qianqian Wan, why, do you think I will give him the magic bead in consideration of my family?"

Jiang Luo frowned frequently, and took two steps back slightly: "Of course he will get it if he has the ability. If not, we have to admit that our skills are inferior to others, and just sit and wait for death."

The corners of Lou Lan's lips turned upward: "Then he might never get it in his life."

Jiang Luo was indescribably irritated, and his thoughts were spinning a thousand times. In fact, he came here this time just to try his luck. He really came to play the sympathy card. If Lou Lan is unwilling, they have no chance of winning .

You can't beat it, you can't grab it, just let it happen.

In fact, Wei Zhao's demonization is only occasional. As long as they find a remote place to live in seclusion, it will not hinder anyone's affairs at all, but——If Wei Zhao wants to complete the tasks of this world, he must improve his physique and work hard. Cultivate into a fairy.

Jiang Luo frowned deeply. He didn't know what Wei Zhao's character setting mode was, and whether there would be punishment after failure, but—if he gave up when encountering difficulties, when would Wei Zhao return to the real world.

System: "..." Even if there is a punishment after returning, because Jiang Luo is definitely gone, he will only suffer a little bit in the small world that has not returned.

Lou Lan had a panoramic view of the changes in his eyes, and puffed out her chest confidently: "Jiang Luo."

Jiang Luo frowned even tighter. This was his real name. He allowed the world's Wei Zhao to be called, and Qin Bufan could also be called, but Lou Lan always felt that there was a little more difference when he was called like this.

Lou Lan noticed his displeasure but did not change it: "Jiang Luo made a wrong calculation this time. My physique is on par with him. He needs the magic beads, so naturally I also need the magic beads to purify the magic energy."

It was so preposterous, Jiang Luo rolled his eyes and retorted: "You are a demon cultivator, you don't need purification at all."

Lou Lan laughed softly: "Why is Jiang Luo only thinking of him?" He paused, his voice full of teasing, "Not everyone in the world has Jiang Luo's good eyesight, they can tell me at a glance. As a cultivation base, it is natural to avoid trouble if you can."

Jiang Luo glanced at him and rolled his eyes: "Our relationship is doomed that I only think about him."

As if she didn't hear it, Lou Lan said calmly, "If Jiang Luo is willing to only think about me in the future, I'm afraid I can give him the magic bead."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "One person is exchanged for one thing. You are worthy of being the devil's lord. Your calculation is a good one."

Lou Lan leaned forward, lowered her head slightly, and her handsome face suddenly enlarged: "How does Master Changqin feel?"

"No way." Jiang Luo turned his face away and laughed twice, "I don't know where I fell into the eyes of the devil."

As if she didn't hear it, Lou Lan said calmly, "If Jiang Luo is willing to only think about me in the future, I'm afraid I can give him the magic bead."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "One person is exchanged for one thing. You are worthy of being the devil's lord. Your calculation is a good one."

Lou Lan leaned forward, lowered her head slightly, and her handsome face suddenly enlarged: "How does Master Changqin feel?"

"No way." Jiang Luo turned his face away and laughed twice, "I don't know where I fell into the eyes of the devil."

Lou Lan blinked her eyes: "I think Wei Zhao and I are quite similar to a certain extent, whether it's appearance, or...taste, or is he just an imitation of me?"

A gust of wind drifted by, and scattered flowers fell on his cheeks, disturbing Jiang Luo's sight.Jiang Luo couldn't get used to others saying that Wei Zhao was not good at all, so he straightened his face immediately, and his tone was no longer as soft as before.

Chu Qin is Chu Qin, not a copy of anyone.

"Since I opened the skylight to speak frankly, I can only say that Wei Zhao really needs the magic beads to suppress the demonic energy in his body, but the premise is that he will still take the road of cultivating immortals in the future, but if he becomes demonic..." Jiang Luo followed his gaze and looked at himself. Touching the top of his head, he found a small piece of pink | white petals with his fingertips. He blew lightly, and the petals fluttered to the ground.

Jiang Luo shrugged indifferently: "I don't mind him becoming a demon."

Lou Lan's eyebrows twitched, her eyes changed slightly, and she fixedly looked at him as if trying to find a suspicious expression on his face: "It seems that I overestimated your feelings for him."

Jiang Luo shook his head.

Lou Lan's eyes showed doubts.

"You're not overestimating, but underestimating." Jiang Luo leaned against the willow tree, looked sideways at Lou Lan, "I love him, so it's even more impossible to tolerate half a step away from his side, no matter what the reason is. "

Lou Lan nodded thoughtfully, the wind blew more urgently, and the petals almost fell like rain.

Jiang Luo's eyes were illusory, as if he was looking into the distance through the rain of petals: "Not to mention that he would not die without the magic beads, and it is not necessarily true that there is no other way. Is it the aura? Can help him suppress for a while, and also help him for a lifetime. In the future, although he is a demon cultivator, he will never hurt anyone. The cause and effect are not many, but it is not convenient to travel. We just... ..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he couldn't stop the happiness in his eyes: "He promised me that he would live in seclusion, so the magic beads are just icing on the cake for us."

Let everything go with the flow, don't deliberately think about going back to the real world, after all, they are already together now, right?These worlds are like an early honeymoon.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

A burst of hearty laughter drew Jiang Luo's attention back, his eyes widened suddenly, and it was only then that he realized that he had completely entered the fantasy of a happy life with Wei Zhao in the future, and his face blushed slightly.

The laughter stopped abruptly, Lou Lan's eyes were fixed on his shy and timid, slightly pink face: "Today can be regarded as a true experience of what it means to be a beautiful person."

Jiang Luo hesitated for a while but still didn't refute, just lowered his head slightly, and pulled up the cloak on his shoulders: "I'm inconvenient, thank you for the host's hospitality during this time, Wei Zhao went out today, we will go when he comes back Please resign, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you now."

He shook off the petals on his cloak, feeling eloquent for a while.Turning around, he faced Shang Wei Zhao's wide eyes, which were shining brightly, and immediately turned around to face Shang Lou Lan's half-smile expression.

Lou Lan shrugged: "The last time I heard you praise me, I thought you would at least hesitate for a moment."

Wei Zhao, who didn't know when he arrived, immediately rushed forward and hugged Jiang Luo in his arms, still looking at Lou Lan warily.

Lou Lan looked at Jiang Luo helplessly, "You really don't want to follow me? I think I'm more suitable for you than him."

Wei Zhao looked at Jiang Luo tremblingly, like a frightened hedgehog with its spines exploding all over his body.

Jiang Luo could also tell that Lou Lan was really serious, that he really wanted to exchange himself with the magic beads, and judging by Wei Zhao's appearance, it seemed that he had discussed with him in advance.

He pulled Weizhao's sleeve reassuringly: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not up to you to decide whether it's suitable or not, but what we think." He and Wei Zhao looked at each other, the corners of his mouth slightly curved up, "Isn't it? .”

Wei Zhao gave him a very firm nod.

He is the best match for Jiang Luo in this world.

As soon as Lou Lan turned around, Jiang Luo fell limply in his arms. Before he could make a move, he suddenly stretched out his hand to block his arm. He lowered his head and almost brushed his eyelashes on Jiang Luo's face: "There is a legendary Something went wrong."

Jiang Luo looked at him coldly, trying to ignore the abnormality on his waist.He can't make a move, and even if he makes a move, he can't beat this person, so it's better not to move at all.

Lou Lan squinted her eyes and looked up at Wei Zhao, who was blocked by the barrier and was in a hurry to come in. The corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Lover, I do have tens of millions, but as for children..." He Touching his chin, "The monsters in your mouth are not easy to reproduce, but I finally found out that there is a successor, and it turned out to be a broken sleeve."

He pursed his lips and smiled: "That's all." The voice was fleeting.

Jiang Luo only felt that after a hand squeezed his waist hard, the person in front of him disappeared suddenly, and with a light waist, he was tightly embraced by that familiar embrace just when he was about to fall to the ground.

The similar but different aura of Wei Zhao and Wei Zhao still lingered on the tip of the nose, but it was instantly dispelled by Wei Zhao's powerful hormones. Amid Wei Zhao's worried eyes and hesitant expression, Jiang Luo casually held the breath on his waist. a touch.

Lying in the palm is a completely misnamed-a round, crystal-clear bead-the magic bead.

After getting the Demon Lord, Jiang Luo and Wei Zhao left without even saying goodbye to Qin Bufan.

After crushing a teleportation talisman, the two came to a completely unfamiliar deep mountain and old forest. Looking at the lush greenery in the distance, Wei Zhao put his arms around Jiang Luo's waist: "This is what Lou Lan told me. There is a lot of spiritual energy here. Good for you."

Before Jiang Luo could speak, Wei Zhao felt uncomfortable and said, "When you get better, I'll find another place with abundant aura, a place where no one can find us."

Jiang Luo half raised his face: "Actually, what I said that day is not completely true. You don't have to accommodate me to live in seclusion. I can do anything. After all, few people have seen me before."

Wei Zhao shook his head: "No, I like to be with you, only with you."

Wei Zhao took out a small second-story building from his Qiankun bag, ignored Jiang Luo's dumbfoundedness, and took his hand to push open the pure white door.

Jiang Luo couldn't close his eyes even more. He didn't dare to think about it just now. This layout and this equipment are at the level of villas in modern times. He swallowed: "Is this also a gift from Lou Lan?" Not bad.

Wei Zhao didn't like to hear any other man's name from him, let alone Lou Lan, the man who had been coveting him all this time. He shook the universe bag in his hand: "No, you gave it to me before going down the mountain."

He gave Wei Zhao so many things that he couldn't remember them all.

Jiang Luo suddenly realized: "Oh, no wonder, this was originally a gift for you to go down the mountain to practice. My sister should have a few more, and you can't wait to go down the mountain before I prepare everything."

Also remembering that incident, Wei Zhao pinched his nose and smiled at his teasing eyes: "You are my best gift, and—"

Wei Zhao made a bitter face: "It's because I couldn't wait, it's clear that you drove me down the mountain directly, and you've been in seclusion for 100 years. I thought I'd be so angry with you that I wouldn't want to leave that cave for the rest of my life."

Jiang Luo waved his hand away, squinting his eyes: "Did you go to the cave to see me?"

Wei Zhao was a little helpless: "That's right, every year I go there full of expectations, but in the end I can only return with anxiety."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows without any guilt: "It's all your fault."

Wei Zhao nodded, and suddenly said seriously: "Well, at that time, even in those 100 years, I regretted why I was so impulsive at the beginning, and I always wondered if I was fooled by lard all of a sudden. I'm still with you, even if it's just a master-student relationship, even if I don't see you a few times a day, at least I know that you are by my side, even next door to me, I can tidy up your room every morning, and I can clean your room every night before going to bed. Look at the lights in your room..."

Jiang Luo suddenly raised his face: "Have you always been like this before?"

Wei Zhao thought for a while, then nodded: "Since you came out of that retreat, I found that I couldn't calm down to practice without seeing you every morning, and I couldn't sleep peacefully if I couldn't see you at night, Jiang Luo , you are poison | medicine, or the kind of poison | medicine that must be taken every day, you will not die for a day, but life will be worse than death."

Jiang Luo blushed slightly, but he didn't avoid his scorching gaze. Instead, he went up to him and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Well, I'll give you the antidote every day."

Wei Zhao rested his hand on his body which was gradually becoming round and elastic|flexible, and lifted his chin lightly with the other hand like the disciples outside: "Hey, let me see, is it delicious?" .”

Jiang Luo was in a good mood and let him play. He even pouted his lips cooperatively, stood on tiptoe and squinted his eyes, then leaned over, pouted and said, "Would you like to try it first?"

Looking at that Yin|Red, soft and glutinous, pink lips that are very appetizing at first sight, Wei Zhao's restless heart was completely confused, and he took a quick breath and chased after the delicious-looking one. small | mouth.

Wei Zhao was especially excited today. He immediately picked him up and turned around to find the room where he had only lived for a day, but he had been cleaning it. He only hoped that his real master could live in it. Big bed|The upper body is bullied and the lower body is pressed down.

Jiang Luo was pinched|touched|touched by him all the way just now, making his eyes glisten, and his fair face seemed to have been painted with two balls of rouge. The tip of Wei Zhao's heart.

He tightly clutched the bed sheet under his body, and watched Wei Zhao take off his clothes one by one, revealing his firm and tight honey-colored muscles.

No matter how many times Jiang Luo watched it, he was still not used to it. His breath stagnated and he turned his head. Who knew that the expected kiss did not fall. He turned his face slightly and looked at Shang Wei Zhao's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "You... "

Wei Zhao leaned down, biting Jiang Luo's earlobe lightly with his teeth: "I only slept on this bed once, and that night I was lying on the bed alone, and the whole body slowly faded like this. Clothes, and then hug you, hard - XX you!"

"..."

Jiang Luo listened to the unsightly and obscene words in his mouth, and his spirit was indeed more excited. The corners of his raised eyes were flushed, and he crossed an arm to block his eyes, not wanting to see Wei Zhao, who was now so excited that his face was ferocious, but he was blocked.

Wei Zhao let out a Keke laughter from his throat, and held Jiang Luo tightly: "I want to recount all the fantasies I fantasized on this bed|."

Jiang Luo's bed is generally too lazy to take the initiative, as long as Wei Zhao takes off his clothes and lays down on the side, his mind will automatically start to feel dizzy, he can't hear what he is saying at all, and even took the initiative for two or three minutes .

Sure enough, Wei Zhao did what he said, and he didn't stop all night. In the end, Jiang Luo's voice was hoarse, and when he couldn't cry anymore, Wei Zhao called Jin to withdraw.

only--

When Jiang Luo woke up from sleep, his limp body felt uncomfortable everywhere. Looking at Wei Zhao who was staring sideways at him, he was even more angry. He stretched out his hand and slapped that big face hard. Grinning his teeth in pain from the pain in his upper arm.

Feeling distressed, Wei Zhao hurriedly took his hand to help him massage: "Does it hurt? Why are you so careless?"

Jiang Luo shook off his hand, did not shake off, and kicked him symbolically, which happened to be on his calf: "It's all because of someone."

"I, I, I, I was wrong." Wei Zhao apologized kindly, but this apology was completely uncontracted, because he was still staring at him with that explicit look, as if he really wanted to tear him apart The bones are swallowed into the stomach.

Jiang Luo's heart stopped beating, and he wanted to turn his back on him, but he was clenched | fists and shoulders again, and he could only dodge his eyes: "You, what else do you want to do?"

Wei Zhao turned over and pressed directly on his body, the strong smell of hormones and the unique oppressive atmosphere after the incident made Jiang Luo unable to open his eyelids, and the look of lowering his eyebrows and looking down was very cute.

Wei Zhao had no resistance when he was a docile little sheep like him, his heart was trembling in a mess, and he reached out to touch the moist and soft face: "Shall we try the magic bead?"

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows: "No."

Wei Zhao was not reconciled: "Why?"

Jiang Luo groaned, turned over and ignored him, what else could be the reason, he didn't want to get out of bed for a while, how could he possibly be able to raise his strength to help Wei Zhao suppress the demonic energy and improve his physique, besides - people from deep mountains and old forests, even demons It doesn't matter if it's good or not.

Wei Zhao rarely laughed a bit mischievously, and when he stretched out his hand, he already had an extra bead in his hand.

Jiang Luo narrowed his expression: "Why don't you put it away properly." Before he finished speaking, he felt a cold thing on the skin behind him, and then realized that Wei Zhao had put his hands on him at some time.

His body was still warm just after waking up, and when he was jolted by Yibing, Jiang Luo seemed to understand something, and turned pale in shock and wanted to push him away: "What are you going to do."

Wei Zhao rolled the beads, stopped his non-stop kicking legs, pinned him down hard, lick|licked the dry corners of his lips: "Isn't it just... to try the magic beads?"

Try your sister, is this how magic beads are used?

Jiang Luo was about to scold his mother, he immediately turned over and was pressed under him again without running away, and his whole face lost all blood in an instant. Although he knew that Wei Zhao would not hurt him, but that Although the bead was smooth, it was so-big at the time, almost as big as half an egg, how could it be possible.

Jiang Luo was anxious, angry and embarrassed: "Wei Zhao, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was gripped tightly in front of him. He was so startled that he jumped up and shut his mouth firmly.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Wei Zhao immediately looked for it and almost transformed into a wolf like a tiger. He really explained to Jiang Luo that ordinary flesh is elastic|flexible with practical actions.

Don’t talk about half an egg—actually, a whole egg will do.

*****

"It's snowing." Jiang Luo pushed open the window, and a gust of cold air rushed towards his face, and the snow more than a foot thick in the distance made the dead branches bend over.

Because of the ice root in his body, relatively speaking in this world, he still likes the winter covered in silver, pure white, pure, just like Wei Zhao who is smiling at him in a white dress - provided that the smile is serious Wei Zhao.

"Do you want to go out?" Wei Zhao hugged him from behind, covered his red ears with warm hands, and said distressedly, "Put on another cloak."

After the magic bead was brought back, Jiang Luo used his spiritual energy to help Wei Zhao wash away the demonic energy in his bones, get rid of the troubles of inner demons on the road of cultivating immortals, and completely get rid of the magic book, but his body was originally weak and wasted After a lot of spiritual power, it is even less like a cultivator, not even an ordinary person.

Wei Zhao blamed himself, but he didn't have any remedial measures, he could only be more grateful and love him.

Jiang Luo nodded, a little impatient to blend into the heavy snow.

Wei Zhao took a white rabbit fur cloak, paused the moment he put it on, turned around and rummaged through the closet.

Jiang Luo squeezed his hands away from his warm palms and started to tremble with cold ears, and looked behind curiously: "What's wrong?"

Wei Zhao cleared his throat: "Don't wear white, it's easy to get dirty."

Jiang Luo looks good in white, especially in the snow, like a pure white fairy in the sky, but because of this, Wei Zhao especially doesn't like him in white, maybe because he is afraid that he will return to the sky again Bar.

Jiang Luo, who was dressed in white, could easily hide in a vast expanse of white snow, like a snow elf returning to where he should have been, fragile and ethereal, and might disappear at any time.

This point, Wei Zhao absolutely does not allow, even if it is just groundless worry, he is not willing to take risks.

Ever since they lived in seclusion, the two lived an ordinary life as a couple. When he exhausted his spiritual energy, Jiang Luo didn't say anything that might deplete his cultivation or even harm his body, so Wei Zhao kept I feel very sorry, but I will definitely not use spells unless I have to, so he washes the clothes, and naturally people have the right to help him choose which clothes to wear.

Jiang Luo nodded, opened his hands and half-closed his eyes to let Wei Zhao put a large squirrel plush blanket on his body. The fur was smooth and soft, and could cover his whole body.

He kicked his calf, and the robe drooped on his calf, covering even his knees.

Wei Zhao helped him fasten his belt, then knelt down to help him tuck his trousers into his boots, stood up and pinched his nose: "Don't move around, what should you do if you catch a cold outside?"

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes at him, that's why he doesn't get sick so easily, okay?

In the ice and snow, although it was a bit cold, Jiang Luo felt that the meridians all over his body were relieved, and he felt comfortable physically and mentally.He opened his arms and looked up at the foggy sky, feeling that the cold snowflakes seemed to float directly into his own flesh and blood.

Wei Zhao hugged his waist tightly, tried his best to shield him from the wind and snow in front of him, and——confirmed his existence with his body.

His master belongs to Bingxue, but in the end it can only belong to him.

Jiang Luo rubbed his hands, but still felt a little cold.

Wei Zhaoshun held it and stuffed it into his warm chest: "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Luo blushed, feeling the heat rising from the soles of his feet, turned his face away for a moment before saying, "It's so cold now."

Wei Zhao smiled and squeezed his palms: "Yes, someone kept crawling into my arms last night, isn't it cold?"

Too straightforward, Jiang Luo wanted to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, tried hard but couldn't break free, and immediately changed the subject after a long time: "Then, that, that, that creek is frozen, you I was cooking fish two days ago."

Wei Zhao leaned closer to him: "It's not that someone clamored to eat fish, I just chiseled the ice to catch it."

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The tips of Jiang Luo's ears moved, but he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wei Zhao put a hand around his waist: "Come on, I don't know if the hole is frozen, and I will have a whole fish feast today? Be careful that the road is slippery."

Jiang Luo followed him slowly to the place where the river was before. In the whiteness of the sky, he could only vaguely see the big trees under the heavy snow in the distance, and he couldn't tell where the river was at all. up.

Wei Zhao stopped him suddenly, and tried to step forward twice: "This is already on the surface of the river. The ice here is relatively thick. Don't move around and you'll be fine."

Looking at the almost transparent layer of ice bricks exposed after he rubbed away the snow under his feet, Jiang Luo was a little scared, and consciously burrowed into Wei Zhao's arms.

Sensing his approaching breath, Wei Zhao kissed the tip of his ear, bent down to explore for a long time, and pointed to a place with a light color on the ice surface: "This is it, you stand by the side first, I have to put this The frozen ones were chiseled open again."

Jiang Luo grabbed his sleeve and shook his head: "Use spiritual power, when will it be so thick?"

Wei Zhao held him in his arms: "I want to do it for you myself."

The hair on the felt was blown up by the wind and kept moving|moving his face. Jiang Luo wanted to be moved when he heard it, but his face twitched|twitched and his eyes almost rolled out.

Wei Zhao chuckled twice, stretched out his hand to help him scratch, and tightened the strap around his neck to wrap the felt tightly: "Okay, stay still, I don't plan with my hands, I still need to use props .”

Raising his hand, he held a blue dagger in his palm - this should also be in the Qiankun bag that Jiang Luo gave him, and he had never seen it before.

Standing alone, Jiang Luo felt cold, so he came up to him little by little, pretending to squat down casually to watch him use a short knife to dig through the ice, and the ice slag splashed and hit the cloak a little bit.

Wei Zhao hurriedly stopped, took the ice off the blanket, and tightened his cloak again: "Be careful not to jump on you, boy, go over there."

Jiang Luo didn't leave, put his hands in the big bag specially made on the felt, and lay forward: "Can such a small cave fish come out?"

Wei Zhao looked at him mysteriously for a long while, and leaned close to his ear, the warm breath sprinkled on his neck, causing a sense of trembling.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked|licked| his neck: "There is a hole that is smaller, and bigger things can go in, so why can't the fish come out."

A screeching sound enveloped Jiang Luo completely, and he felt that his forehead was about to smoke.

Yuan|Rolling eyes stared at him for a long while, but the other party still looked slack, his face was even more embarrassing, he stood up immediately and wanted to go back.

Wei Zhao hurriedly grabbed him, and put his chin on his shoulder: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, so I won't say anything in the future, okay?"

Listening to the grievance and cautiousness in his tone, Jiang Luo also felt that he was too petty, but even though there was no one else here, there were so many fish under his feet even if it was not in broad daylight. It popped up.

Turning to face Wei Zhao, who kept blinking his bright eyes to make him happy, Jiang Luo tried his best not to soften his heart: "You are not allowed to say such things casually in the future."

Wei Zhao thought for a while, then nodded immediately: "Okay, don't say it." He tilted his head and rubbed his cheek against Jiang Luo's neck, "You can always talk on the bed."

Jiang Luo was about to kiss him and give him a reward, when he turned his face and heard such words, he was going to die of anger, and kicked him as soon as he lifted his foot, but was caught | He even said: "Be careful, this side is slippery, if I fall, I will be so distressed."

Jiang Luo was too lazy to talk to him, and was about to leave as soon as he shook off his hand.

Wei Zhao was really anxious now, and grabbed his hand: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I didn't say it on the bed, we didn't say it, we used... to do it."

MD, is this going to be difficult.

Jiang Luo's pupils dilated slightly, looking at the enlarged face that suddenly approached him, and before he could push him away, Wei Zhao withdrew by himself: "Bah bah bah, the quality of your blanket is not good, how can you return it?" Wool."

Jiang Luo froze for a moment, then laughed softly: "You deserve it, I don't like your clothes anymore."

Wei Zhao was resentful, but he also knew that if the little baby was really lustful in the ice and snow, it wouldn't be a solution if his body became weak and hot, so he tried his best to restrain his desire, and pulled him: "Okay, I will be punished too. Lah, can I go catch fish fun?"

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes: "Who won't let you catch me?"

Wei Zhao put a kiss on his eyelid lightly: "It's not you, who suddenly appeared in front of me, I don't have the heart to do other things."

Jiang Luo blushed slightly, but he still had to retort habitually: "Then I'd better go, save me from going to you again and you said that I want to influence you, it is a trivial matter to affect your catching fish, but if it affects your cultivation what to do?"

"Ancestor, you should take a rest, if you really leave, I don't have to do anything this day." Wei Zhao disliked him saying this very much, but he couldn't seriously refute Shang Jiangluo's joking demeanor , had no choice but to protest with a bitter face, "I'm around you 24 hours a day, if you leave, I might as well die."

Jiang Luo shook off his hand in disgust: "Who is your ancestor?"

Wei Zhao stuck it on like a dog's skin plaster: "Look at me taking care of you so much, aren't you my ancestor?"

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes again: "Are you treating your ancestor like that?"

Wei Zhao blinked, looking extremely pure: "What kind?"

Jiang Luo sneered: "Hehe."

Wei Zhao took his hand and dragged him to the hole he dug out: "Okay, okay, you see, I am serving and offering. If you are not my ancestor, who else can be?"

Jiang Luo snorted: "Then I'm not..."

Wei Zhaojiang saw the opportunity and put the hook down, muttering softly, "You are."

Jiang Luo: "I'm not..."

Wei Zhao: "Keep down, the fish are scared away by you."

Jiang Luo glared at him: "You..."

Wei Zhao looked back at him affectionately.

Jiang Luo blushed and turned away: "That's right."

Wei Zhao seemed to hear it, squinting his eyes and smiling happily.

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