Feather Zhen slowly opened his eyes, and the two men’s eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

This moment feather pastor concluded that shura emperor is not without feelings for himself.
Ling Mo-tong tried to take back his eyes, put the feather on the ground and said lightly, "Be careful and hold on to riding!" Then he went back to his horse.
Xiaoxi panted heavily as he pulled the feather horse back, holding back his tongue and handing the reins to the feather horse. The demon king looked at the feather horse in silence for seven nights and said nothing about gently holding the feather horse back to his horse.
Ling Mo-tong turned back and said to everyone, "Feather is an ordinary person after all, and can’t stand such bumps. Let’s find an inn to rest for a day and then go on our way!"
Vatican hin discontentedly saw feather pastor one eye muttered "human girl is really too much trouble! Really delicate. "
I can’t say anything when I am full of grievances.
A group of seven people found a very clean inn to live in.
Because there are not so many rooms, we can book two rooms, one for feather and purple, one for piano and one for four men.
Xiaoxi is very excited because she hasn’t lived with Fanxuan and Lingmo Pupil for a long time. Living together seems to be a memory thousands of years ago.
Therefore, his little face is extremely excited and smiling.
All three men feel uncomfortable because each of them is so arrogant and unaccustomed to living with another excellent man. Is it not one but three?
Where’s the feather? She is familiar with Zili, but Qin Xin makes her very afraid. This flawless goddess is so perfect that it makes her heart palpitation.
Lingmo Pupil was supposed to match such a goddess.
An ordinary human girl like herself should stay away from him.
And Qin Xin is very polite and gentle to herself, but Yu Zhen sensitively feels her hostility.
Jealousy caused by love is good. Jealousy
What are you really jealous of? Compared with appearance, strength, and Shura God, you know that you are all willing to worship the wind. How can you be a piano opponent?
I feel very depressed when I think about feather, especially Ling Mo’s attitude towards myself is very bad, sometimes it looks very cut, and sometimes it is as cold as ice.
Sometimes I really miss the time when I was with Shura Shenjun, when two people were so close, I could feel each other breathing and hear each other’s heartbeat.
Feather Lu clearly remembers that she felt that she liked to wrap his long silver around her little finger. Although she always gnashed her teeth and cursed him at that time, God knows how much she liked that feeling!
I wonder if there will be such an opportunity in this life?
I don’t know if the gentle embrace of Shura Shenjun once had a piano heart position?
I don’t want to think about it. I feel like I’m going crazy.
After a listless dinner, Feather Sage hung his head and walked downstairs to the front of the stable in the backyard of the inn.
All seven mounts are tied to the stable for several days, and then the strong and powerful horses will feel tired. They will either lie down or rest on the ground, and a pair of black eyes will look at the feathers.
Feather picked up hay and fed some to each horse. Finally, she went to her horse and stretched out her hands to gently stroke the long mane on her forehead and back.
Feather’s hair gently pressed her cheek against the face of the horse, and kept stroking the smooth fur of the horse’s body and murmured, "Do you think I’m stupid?" How can you love a hell shura with such cold feelings? And I love him so much. What’s on his mind? Does he have me in his heart now? Do we have a future? Can you tell me? "
The steed seems to understand the words of the feather and gently rubs the face of the feather and answers instead of it.
A sigh came from behind. Looking back, he saw a slender and tall figure, which was the Shura Emperor.
Ling Mo pupil Zhang Jun’s face expression is very complicated. He gently approached the stable and came to Feather’s side. He also reached out and stroked the horse’s fur.
Yu Zhen was surprised and happy. "Are you coming to feed the horses, too?"
Ling Mo’s pupil is light "hmm"
Looking at his cold feather is really angry and anxious. "You’d rather come to see the horse than me? Didn’t you say you’d come back to me when you were done in hell? What break your word? "
Ling Mo-tong turned around and his dark green Cosmetic Contact Lenses looked at Yu Zhen deeply for a long time. He sighed and said lightly, "You should have a good rest when I go back!" Then he turned to return to his room.
Feather pastor hugged Ling Mo’s pupil from behind and leaned against his broad back. His hands were tightly twisted together, and big drops of tears flowed out of his beautiful eyes. She sobbed, "What has changed so fast? I, you like me, I, you will come back to me soon, but everything has changed? "
———-please keep it.