Campus belle's cultivation master

The room was quiet, and a rustle of undressing came from behind.

At this moment, Lin Yu took a breath, but he didn't have any beautiful thoughts in his mind.

What he pondered repeatedly was only one thing: How did the word "Lin" on his girlfriend's shoulder come from?

Come over for a while, Luo Xiaoxiao's ethereal but soft voice sounded in the room: "Lin Yu, you... Will marry me in the future?"

Lin Yu nodded solemnly: "of course."

Luo Xiaoxiao seems to be relieved and raises her little hand to touch her hot face.

As long as you think that you will be this guy sooner or later, it's not so embarrassing.

"Well, remember what you said, don't make me sad." She nodded her head and plucked up courage. "You can turn around."

Lin Yu turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Luo Xiaoxiao, with his back to Lin Yu, kneels down on the bed. His pajamas half fade to his chest, revealing his white and smooth shoulders. She gathered her hair in one hand and held the dress firmly on her chest in the other.

The tender and white skin exposed to the light has a large amount of attractive scarlet, which is extremely stimulating to the eyes, showing the ultimate seductive charm.

To tell you the truth, her appearance is far from exposed, and even many TV and film pictures are more bold and unrestrained than her. However, for Luo Xiaoxiao, who had a good family upbringing and was instilled by his mother, Jiang Zhaoyun, with such old-fashioned ideas as "men and women give and receive no relatives" since childhood, it was the acme to be able to do this step.

Lin Yu's vision swept the white jade back of the young girl and stayed on the handwriting on her shoulder. The word "Lin" is crooked, more like children's graffiti, which is extremely abrupt.

He slowly put out his hand, stroked every stroke with his index finger, and the pain and struggle surged up from his indifferent face.

Does this handwriting follow Luo Xiaoxiao from his previous life? What do you mean? What's the secret?

Luo Xiaoxiao felt the touch of his skin, and his body shook violently. He bit his lips tightly and gave out a low hum, as if there were thousands of knives going through his bloody heart.

She is too young to understand that the most bitter, painful and hurt thing in the world is love.

What Lin Yu saw with his own eyes was finally certain.

"It's your own handwriting. I can recognize it." His voice was low, as if trying to suppress something. "Why do you want to do this?"

"I... I don't know." Luo Xiaoxiao's tears whirled around his eyes, and he couldn't help choking, "the first time I saw you, I came back like this. I don't understand... I don't understand why..."

"All right, all right." Lin Yuming knew he couldn't ask anything, so he stopped trying. He reached out and took the girl into his arms, quietly comforting the latter's restless mood.

Life, reincarnation, like a huge labyrinth, ordinary people are trapped in it, left and right collision, only can not find a way out.

Lin Yu was shrouded in great confusion and unknown, and felt like a tiny dust. In front of him, there was endless darkness and desolation.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Luo Xiaoxiao pulled his clothes and struggled to sit up from Lin Yuhuai. His white face was full of panic: "who is so late?"

Under the gaze of her eyes, Lin Yu's face changed and said, "your father."

"Ah..."

Lin Yu quickly put out his hand to cover Luo Xiaoxiao's ruddy mouth, and the scream stopped suddenly. He stared at the girl's bright and clear eyes and slowly shook his head: "your father must have come to check my post. Don't worry, I'll have a look. It's so late that he can't stay any longer

Luo Xiaoxiao busily ordered his little head, and his flushed face seemed to drip blood.

If his father saw him running to Lin Yu's room in the middle of the night, and then his mother Jiang Zhaoyun knew about it, it would be shameful!

Lin Yu slowly got out of bed and gave his girlfriend a reassuring look. Then he walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

He walked across the living room, pretending to clear his throat: "who?"

"Ha ha, Lin Yu, it's me." Luo Yixiong stood outside the room and patted the door with a smile on his face.

"Oh, it's uncle." Lin Yu took a deep breath, reached out and pulled out the bolt, "it's so late, you..."

"Ha ha ha! Son of a bitch, you really behave yourself Luo Yixiong stepped into the room and patted each other on the shoulder, smiling as cunningly as a wolf with a big tail.

As he spoke, he lifted his things up and shook his head with excitement: "look what this is? Good wine, good food, we'll have a good drink tonight, talk and get drunk

The corner of Lin Yu's eyes suddenly twitched, and his face was a little blue.

He really wants to ask, in the middle of the night, you always run back to sleep in an irregular way. What are you planning to do

Luo Yixiong looked at his sad face and grinned: "Tut, what's the matter? Don't you want to drink with me? "

"No, no, absolutely not." Lin Yu quickly waved his hand, forced out a smile, "I especially like to chat with my uncle, long... Long insight."

"Smelly boy, he's good at talking." Luo Yixiong took the door with his backhand and rushed into the living room excitedly. "I'll tell you, this is the old Huadiao wine tonight. I just found it in the back warehouse with some people. It's definitely a top-quality wine. It's a lot of aftertaste. You're blessed."

Lin Yu grinned dryly, thinking that Luo Xiaoxiao was still in his bedroom. What should he do now?

Even if he is the master of Huajing and has great powers, it's not good to knock out Lao Tai Shan, the future father-in-law?

Luo Yixiong went to the table. Before he had time to put the things down, he suddenly gave a meal at his feet and asked, "it's cold tonight, isn't it?"

"Yes." Lin Yu nodded carelessly and muttered in his heart. If it's too cold, you'd better go back to take a hot bath, and the cat should sleep in the bed

"After all, it's an old house. It's in disrepair. I've been out for most of the night and I'm freezing through. " Luo Yixiong stamped his feet and grinned, "it's warm in the bedroom. Why don't we go to bed and have a drink and chat?"

Lin Yu glared: "uncle, this... This seems not appropriate..."

"Ha ha ha, it's comfortable to sit in bed. We are both old men. What's wrong?" Luo Yixiong laughed and strode to the bedroom with his things. He reached for the door and said, "sure enough, it's still warm in the inner room. Lin Yu, come in and have a drink. Warm up... "

"Well, good." Lin Yu nodded, turned around and walked into the bedroom quickly. By the way, he kicked half of the fluffy slippers under the bed