Housewives: Misunderstood Snake King

He doesn't want to be an orphan...

"You go up first, I'll talk to them!" Qingcheng smiled, shaking Bailuo's hand.

Bai Luo glanced at Wu Yayue coldly, then got up and went upstairs.

Wu Yayue wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say a word, her mouth kept opening and closing, but there was no sound.

Xiao Naibao finally realized what was wrong with her, she stepped forward and raised her head, "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yayue pointed to Bai Luo's back, then pointed to her own mouth, stomping her feet angrily.

Qingcheng just raised his hand slightly, a light blue flame rose in his hand, and then he returned to normal.

Wu Yayue and Xiao Naibao both opened their mouths wide and looked at Liu Qiqi in disbelief.

Liu Qiqi smiled coldly, looked back at the stairs on the second floor, and turned to go upstairs.

Xiao Naibao opened her mouth wide, moved closer to Wu Yayue, and lowered her voice, "Am I dazzled? Why do I think she is my mother!"

Wu Yayue: "..."

She is obviously your mother, so you want to kill her?

"What on earth are you playing with?" Xiao Naibao asked puzzledly, poking her head and looking ahead.

"..." Wu Yayue burst into tears.

No matter what you are playing, first undo the spell on me, hey

On the second floor, Bai Luo lay there, closing his eyes wearily.

A pair of white hands stretched out beside his forehead, helping him press his temples.

The strength was just right, his fatigue disappeared a lot, and when he opened his eyes, he took Qingcheng's hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Are you tired because of me?" Qingcheng said, looking at Bai Luo's beautiful cheek, her eyes were like a goddess, gentle and loving.

Bai Luo smiled, but just shook his head.

A mortal in Qingcheng, although she has excellent cultivation aptitude, she is weak by nature and doesn't like to kill, so she is not suitable for this path of cultivation at all.

Over the years, he has tried everything to keep her body and soul.

This time, if she hadn't sucked three drops of little milk bag's heart and blood, and Liu Qiqi's soul was nourished, she would never have woken up.

He didn't know how long she would wake up this time.It might be three days, it might be three months, and it is more likely that she will fall into a coma the next moment...

What method will he use to let her live well, as if she was alive 30 years ago.

"Bai Luo, I want to practice!" Qing Cheng said, her business was low and thin.

"Cultivation is very hard, and I don't want you to suffer!" Bai Luo took her hand and stroked his face, while his own big hand pressed her fair cheek.

"But, my practice will reduce your burden, won't it?" Liu Qiqi tried to imitate Qingcheng's tone, and said with innocent eyes.

"Qingcheng—" Bai Luo sighed.

30 years ago, if Qingcheng had this idea, then he would not be so tired.

He closed his eyes and kissed Qingcheng's soft lips.

Liu Qiqi stiffened for a moment, but closed her eyes, opened her soft lips slightly, and accepted him.

His tongue jumped into her mouth, pressing her whole body under her body.

Her brows were slightly furrowed.

Sensing her discomfort, Bai Luo quickly left her body, held her hand and said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

With a small white face, Qingcheng nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'll find a doctor for you now!" Bai Luo stood up and said anxiously.

Qingcheng has always been weak and introverted. She has been with him for so many years, and the number of times she has intercourse does not exceed five fingers.