Mountains and Rivers Order: Beauty on the couch / Shan He Ling: How much I miss you
Mountains and Rivers Order: Beauty on the couch
  • After so much grinding, Wen Kexing naturally stayed in Lin Munian's room again, but he didn't do anything more than that.
  • He looked at her quiet sleeping face, and his heart was filled with endless warmth and satisfaction, and everything was nothing.
  • He wanted to go on like this with her.
  • ...
  • Five Lakes Alliance.
  • The Scorpion King sat high on the throne, playing with the small white porcelain wine glass with his slender and pale fingertips, and his tone was faint.
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Send the order, and immediately release the Ghost Book."
  • dupusa
    dupusa
    "This..."
  • Poison Bodhisattva frowned slightly and hesitated.
  • dupusa
    dupusa
    "Although this is the Lord's idea, he has not let us..."
  • Scorpion King's eyes fell coldly.
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Am I your master or your foster father?"
  • Under this kind of gaze, not only did the Poison Bodhisattva not retreat, but a smile appeared on his face.
  • dupusa
    dupusa
    "Yes, Master!"
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Oh?"
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Are you very happy?"
  • Poison Bodhisattva Road.
  • dupusa
    dupusa
    "Master, as the master of the poisonous scorpion, why do you have to listen to the master in everything? If you want, you can naturally pursue a career on your own!"
  • The Scorpion King's face did not change when he heard this, but waved his hand slightly.
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Okay, let's do it."
  • dupusa
    dupusa
    "Yes!"
  • It wasn't until the Poison Bodhisattva left that the Scorpion King had a slight expression on his face, but the bottom of his eyes was still bottomless darkness.
  • If the adoptive father is willing, whether it is this martial arts forest or this world, he is willing to take it for him.
  • But he shouldn't lie to him, let alone try to kill the little demon.
  • Scorpion King thought, his eyes gradually revealed infatuation, mixed with deep thoughts.
  • Little demon, little demon...
  • His eyelashes moved, and then he lowered his head.
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "You know how happy I was when I learned that you were still alive, and you know how jealous I was when I knew that you were still with Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu."
  • He murmured, caressing the painting in his arms with one hand, and then gently opening it.
  • The woman in the painting was stunning, her peach blossom eyes were dazzling, and the expression on her face was gentle and joyful that he had rarely seen.
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Little demon, do you know... how much I miss you."
  • As far as Scorpion King is concerned, Lin Munian left him and did not want to return to his side, just because Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu blinded her eyes.
  • So he released the Ghost Book.
  • At that time, not only the whole martial arts will know that Wen Kexing is the owner of Ghost Valley, but also Zhou Zishu and Lin Munian.
  • He didn't believe that Zhou Zishu, who had always called himself decent, and his kind little demon could accept being with such a devil.
  • By then, she will be back.
  • The Scorpion King couldn't help but smile, and there was an indissoluble obsession in his eyes.
  • Great, his little demon is coming back.
  • In less than half an hour, Zhao Jing learned what the Scorpion King had done, and came over aggressively to ask questions.
  • zhaojing
    zhaojing
    "Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me in advance! Do you know that you almost ruined all my plans!"
  • zhaojing
    zhaojing
    "Scorpion! Do you still care about my adoptive father!"
  • Scorpion King's expression did not change.
  • He gently put the scroll aside, then poured a cup of hot tea from the table and handed it to Zhao Jing.
  • xiewang
    xiewang
    "Adoptive father, don't be angry, you sit down and drink hot tea first, and allow Scorpion to talk to you in detail."
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  • Come on, come on
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Shan He Ling: How much I miss you