Fast wear · Unconscious flirting

宫九

Time flies like a white cloud and a dog, and what happened here is as legendary as a storybook...

"Or... this is a legend? "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng"! Ha~"

The hunting sea breeze blows Gong Jiu's hair like a banner with flaming teeth and claws. His expression is silent and the vast sea and sky are uniform, and his heart is far from peaceful... Regarding the matter of conspiracy and rebellion, he learned of his mother's death as early as when the world merged Give up when the truth is revealed, naturally there is no future of being killed by Lu Xiaofeng!As for the father, after a detailed discussion, he untied the knot in his heart, and he naturally reconciled with him.

Only the "immortal" who only met once, the person named "Xiao Yu", who is unforgettable for some reason.

Oh, then go for it!

When did Gong Jiu become a mother-in-law, looking forward and backward?

What's more, although he knew the so-called plot because of the fusion of the world (Note: Only those who were captured by Xiao Yu can know the plot when the world merged, in other words, only the avatar of his brother would know), but the world has already changed greatly , the plot doesn't matter anymore~

Now Gong Jiu just wants to catch that "little villain" who broke into his world and disappeared in a flash!No matter what kind of meeting it will be, no matter whether the other party will hate his "eccentricities", and no matter whether the excellent partner will be accompanied by equally excellent people, he will never let him go again, like the ascension of that day. Just leave his world!

You think of me as a passing visitor, but I have already regarded you as my life's destiny!

Unforgettable, hard to break.

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Ximen Chuuxue

Standing on the top of a high mountain, the thunder of catastrophe winds down from the sky like a python. This is a real "natural disaster"!

Blood was dripping down, Ximen Chuuxue felt that he might die under this thunder calamity, right?

Maybe it's because of deep obsession?

what a pity!He can't survive the thunder disaster to meet his boy!

He still remembered that day when the boy fell into his bath, and fell into his heart lake at the same time. In addition to the sword, there was another person in his world. This feeling was so happy that he couldn't help but smile.

For the first time, he wanted to wield his sword for a person. He wanted to raise the other person well, protect him well, and protect him from the wind and rain. Maybe his sword could be a "guardian"... But ah!The other party doesn't need it!

Therefore, he can only chase after it!

At this time, the brilliant thunder calamity seemed to coincide with the scorching sky when the young man left, and the figure of the young man holding the piano and holding the sword appeared before his eyes again... Is the thunder still striking?

Oh, is it important?

He just hugged the boy in his arms and kissed him fiercely!

The sword is obsession, and so are you!

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Huamanlou

"Qitong, you actually broke your favorite orchid!"

Lu Xiaofeng's almost terrified voice woke him up from his contemplation. He looked at the orchid in his hand that was broken off unconsciously, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Ever since the young man ascended to the sky, he has been thinking about it all the time. He thought it was because he would never have the chance to see that peerless young man again in this life, the only "light" he saw in a dark world, so He is unforgettable, he lovesick, he tosses and turns.

But the world merged, and his eyes recovered, and he saw more colorful and sunny days, but he still couldn't forget them.Just hearing his father say that the other party will come to discuss cooperation with the Hua family on behalf of Changgemen in the future, he lost his indifference and calmness. Do you need to think more?

He's just dull, not stupid!

"Qitong, to be honest, do you have a crush on some girl?"

"Yeah...but not girls."

He chuckled and pressed the orchid in the book.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking;

Take a look at the flowering lazy, half-edge monastic half-edge.