Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Nanxun Xiu was a little bit kind to the mistress, so Jiang Lang made a gesture to run away from home. But it is the man who doesn't pay attention to him. Anyway, Jiang Lang will come back.

It is night, Jiang languo in the house behind a rockery, furtively looking at two people who are dancing swords.

Sword and sword, together with a Yang, falling peach blossom and dancing. The two men in white look beautiful, but have a kind of romantic beauty.

"What swords do the two Taoists play? What's so funny about them? Don't they sleep well?"

"why is the host here? Isn't sleep sweet?" The system appears, mends the knife and pokes the heart.

Jiang languo's eyes were filled with resentment.

"Elder martial brother, do you have time to go back to yunzun?" Qingqing's sword fell down and held it in a trembling hand. She still can't compare with her elder brother.

The sword in Nanxun Xiu's hand turned several times in a graceful arc, and then it was placed directly in the scabbard.

They walked slowly to the pavilion. After Qingqing, Nanxun took a step and wiped the stone stool with a snow-white handkerchief before sitting on it.

"Before, elder martial brother..." Qingqing looks at Nanxun Xiu and turns her eyes gently, speechless. The elder martial brother was not so careless before. His habit of cleanliness was more serious than himself, whether it was to things or to people.

Nanxun's path of cultivation was "not limited to small sections."

"The elder martial brother has not answered me yet."

Nanxun xiudan said: "no return."

The master was no longer there, so he traveled all over the world, just like his former master. Like the position of the headmaster, he was not interested.

Qingqing put her hand on Nanxun Xiu's hand on the stone table. She said, "elder martial brother I know you can't fight or rob, but I have been waiting for you for a long time... "

As soon as Jiang Yio saw the scene, he exploded and his breath became heavy.

Nanxun Xiu's eyes turned, and he said faintly, "come out."

At the beginning, Jiang Lang didn't know that he was calling himself, but his eyes met him. He could only climb out of the rockery with a guilty smile.

"I saw you as soon as I came out for a stroll. It's fate, Taoist. Do you think so?" Jiang languo said carelessly. His eyes were fixed on Nanxun Xiu's hand held by a woman. He was both guilty and angry.

Nanxun Xiu took his hand and wiped the stone bench beside him quietly.

The next second, Jiang Lang casually found an excuse to sit beside Nanxun Xiu, "you said that it's not good to be alone and widowed on this night. What does it look like to be seen. I'll just sit here and prove your innocence for both of you. "

"Yes." Nanxun repaired the back road.

Qingqing frowned, but the elder martial brother still didn't answer her question. Since they were young, they have become immortal together. Why are they not like the brothers and sisters of other sects.

"That's good." Ginger languid smile, and then boast: "ah, Taoist, how dirty are your hands? I'll wipe them for you."

With that, Jiang Lang did not wait for Nanxun Xiu's answer, but grasped his hand and kneaded it. A closer look, you can see that the man's hand is just touched by the woman.

Jiang Lang wants to use his own hands to cover all the feelings that Nanxun Xiu had brought to her before.

He was so careful.

"I don't know. My elder martial brother doesn't have much contact with others..." Qingqing's words have already broken. Because Nanxun Xiu didn't reply to Jiang's rude behavior.

Jiang languor reluctantly gave the female host a look, pretended just did not hear the appearance, asked: "beauty elder sister just said what?"

"Nothing." Qingqing is still a faint smile.

When Jiang Yang released Nanxun Xiu's hand, he also ignored Nanxun Xiu's leg. I don't know where he came across. Nanxuxiu shuddered.