Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Qiao Lin laughed and said: "in terms of scenery, the advantage of one country is that I want to see the desert with my own eyes after listening to Xuan's sister talking about it! I have lived in Nanling for a long time, and I only feel fresh about Beiqi“

She was born and grew up here, and later married. Beiqi has a foreign flavor to her.

"Well, if only someone could take me out to have a look around. Unfortunately, my father and mother are very busy." The Nightingale pursed her mouth and sighed.

Yun Linglong reaches out and rubs her daughter's hair. The little girl has already tied up a bun, and her eyebrows and eyes are more delicate.

"It's not urgent. There's a long way to go. First, read more books."

Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and then read countless people.

Some things can't be reversed.

The Nightingale nodded obediently, with a lovely smile.

The ten mile long Pavilion is the place to see off. Qiao Yu and Chu Tianshu choose different directions after saying goodbye to the city at night.

Nightingale came up to Qiao Yu and looked up at him: "shall I go to Beiqi with you for a few days?"

The little girl's smile is very sweet, her eyes are very bright, and she has both hope and begging.

Qiao Yu couldn't refuse such a look, so he had to turn his head to see the city at night.

Er, night city Mou color a sink, oneself this daughter how heart mutually read always want to run out?

Nanling is not big enough? Or he didn't treat her well enough?

"Yinger, if you want to go out and play, why don't you come back to Tianli with me?" Oriental purple smoke asked with a smile.

She also likes Nightingale very much. If her son is not too young, the baby will not be able to run away.

Nightingale shook his head: "aunt to take care of their baby, very hard."

Yes, all the people present have children and women. Qiao Yu has no fetters.

"I just want to see it. I'll be back soon." The Nightingale turned to see the city at night.

Cloud Linglong secretly pulled pull night Qingcheng sleeve, husband and wife two already have tacit understanding.

"In a few years, my father will take you around the world." Night City long arm around, the cloud Linglong and his children are included.

"Good." The Nightingale immediately turned into a flower.

Cloud Linglong and night Qingcheng look at each other, the heart of the boulder landing.

In the end is a child, only a playful heart, they, think too much.

Qiao Yu was a little bit lost, and then he began to laugh. He threw his fist at night Qingcheng and Yun Linglong: "Qiao Yu is preparing for the banquet, just waiting for a little bit of friendship."

Chu Tianshu also warmly invited.

The scene of parting makes people look forward to the next reunion.

Nightingale said hello to everyone with a smile and happily followed Yun Linglong back.

Yun Linglong looks at her daughter with approval. Well, when she grows up, she is no longer the girl who plays small temperament at will.

When quiet, the nightingale is obedient and pleasant.

It has been several years since Ye Qingcheng was in charge of the state. He is familiar with the handling of the government affairs. In addition, now that the world is peaceful, his life is also at ease.

Sometimes looking at those idle palaces, Yun Linglong would ask: "don't you think this huge palace is too cold?"

The night fell over her shoulder and nodded slightly.

Cloud Linglong long long eyebrow a pick, smile don't smile of looking at him: "do you want me to also learn those virtuous women, personally for you Zhang up?"

"Well, you have to do it yourself." The breath of a man went into her ears.

Yun Linglong's hand fell on his waist and pinched heavily.

"Well, I'll do whatever I arrange." Her hands were on her hips, as if she were about to explode.

Night city, heart smile rolling, just try to bear, very hard.

"You alone? It can't be done without me. " He said seriously.

"Just pick a few women. What's the difficulty?" Yun Linglong's tone is slightly sour.

It's a 95% honor, but it's different!

"A few men, too." At night, the corner of my lips slowly rises.

Ah?

Yun Linglong had heard of it for a long time. Besides, she had seen Qingfeng, but the drunken flower house had long disappeared and Qingfeng had disappeared.

"It's a beautiful night. Just try it." Although he knew that he was joking, Yun Linglong was not comfortable.

How many things in this world can stand torture? Such as conscience and feelings.

The night fell into the city, low smile, the voice is still more and more moving.

Regardless of Yun Linglong's anger, he forced her into his arms.

"Silly, I mean we have a few more children." He almost bit her earlobe.

Yunlinglong sideburns scattered hair, flicking his face, his heart also itch up.

"Still, still alive?" Yun Linglong was stunned.

The number of her production has been far in the forefront of the public, there is no need, right?

"Who else will live in so many houses?" Night city naturally asked.

It's said that one is pregnant for three years, which refers to women, but when they come here, it seems that the city is falling at night.

"Do you think I'm a goldfish?" Yun Linglong thinks that only this metaphor is appropriate.

Otherwise, she would not be able to complete such a difficult task as a woman.

The laughter of nightfall spread far and far, and he liked to hear her say some strange things.

"Did you just suspect me?" His arm tightly hooped her waist, arrogant momentum without warning down.

Men's eyes are deep, and they are gnashing their teeth.

"No... No." Yun Linglong's answer has no confidence at all.

From the highest to the far moon, from the closest relatives to the sparse husband and wife.

It's not that she's suspicious. The man in front of her is nearly 30 years old, but his charm is still the same.

In addition, what Jolin said also played a certain role in her heart.

Men, sometimes even if not moved, will be emotional.

Who knows if there is any "intimate" minister who cares about his family affairs these days?

"Really?" The man and she look at each other, firmly staring at her eyes, not the eyes.

"False." Yun Ling long gave up his resistance and answered honestly.

She stretched her arms, hooked the neck of the night, and offered a kiss.

Where is the man willing to stop, his hands hold her back, ten fingers are inserted into her hair, breathing quickly up.

A strong siege, a willing to take, two people soon kiss inseparable.

The moon in the sky seems to blush and hide behind the clouds.

No one thought that this touching scene should fall in the eyes of the nightingale.

The little girl's face turned red and her hands covered her eyes.

Will that person do the same thing with others?