Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 146 Short Sweetness 9
Tears are a little salty and a little sweet

Your chest kisses my side face
Looking back at the snow that has stepped on

slowly melting into grassland

and i'm like you

never regretted for a second
Love is so soft and sticky

No matter who is set by fate to say goodbye

The coastline is more attractive
always more beautiful

we are too stubborn
I can't bear to object
A glance of affectionate love for thousands of years

How many times reincarnation love is immortal
Spread the years into a red carpet

Witness our limits

A heartfelt sentence that will be treasured for thousands of years

The oath should be farther than forever

If it weren't for the vicissitudes of life

how does true love emerge

Waiting to survive the slanting wind and cold rain

spring is in sight

"Look deeply at the love for thousands of years, good, good..." After thinking about Yi Qin's singing, Li Luo stared intently at Yi Qin, who was playing as he liked, and smiled tenderly with his eyes.

All the guards were stunned, their iron-blooded young master could actually smile so happily and so softly, even they felt moved.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly sounded, echoing the tune of the piano, accompanied by affectionate accompaniment, entrusting a kind of deep affection with infinite yearning, and infinite affection.

Yiqin was surprised for a moment, his flute sound was always like mountains and flowing water, majestic and arrogant, domineering and arrogant, but never so affectionate and lingering, this...

Yiqin is in a better mood, the sound of the piano is brisk, the piano and the flute slowly blend together, the soul becomes one, the affection is strong, and the lingering sentimental.

The boat gradually drifted away, but the color of the flute still echoed in everyone's ears, echoing on the winding river.

The deeper the night, the more beautiful the sound and the stronger the love.

Above the moat, everyone is moved, amazed, and crazy.

A pair of Bi people is passed down as a good story, admiring the fairy looks of men and women, admiring the symphony of men and women, and admiring the lingering love that has lasted for thousands of years.

When the sun was rising, the two hugged each other, almost inseparable from each other, and each was in each other's dreams.

Wangdu is still immersed in their affectionate playing.
Some people said that the man was their young master at the top of the sea, but no one believed it.

Their young master, how is it possible... Would you believe me if I told you that the bloodthirsty demon would one day be as tender as water?

That must be a fairy in the sky, traveling here...

The wind blows through the rustle, and the red leaves are fluttering.

Luo Wangfu, the meeting hall.

With a serious face, Li Luo focused on processing the official documents, picked up the green tea intermittently, and took a sip.

Li Yao had been babbling in his ear for half an hour, his face was expressionless, and he acted as if there was no one else around.

(End of this chapter)