Chapter 343

Unwilling to end the Original match (26) {Unedited}

The sky and the earth turned, and the dust moved forward, and scenes reappeared in my mind.

In the world, all the gentleness and affection that he did not care about and did not pay attention to, and her eyes were full of regret and deep sadness on the wall, so unexpectedly swept over, like a tsunami, to completely devour people.

The sentence "Please take a good look at me. I'm more beautiful than yours!" The hatred, resentment, anger, anger and love in that tone became particularly clear at this moment.

The clarity is strong, the intensity is strong, gathered in the chest, and the eagerness to explode.

Zhou Min danced and vented on the tree. It was the resentment of the reincarnation of the client. It was the shame of the demon world. The love for Di Simo, the hatred for himself. I couldn't let go of it. I couldn't forget it. Obviously, I suffered because of him, but I never really blamed him. Everything was just his life, and it was her life. He and she had never been true. Walking on the same road, even if it coincides for a short time, they will eventually miss it, because what they ask for is never the same!

Is it him who doesn't understand her affectionate request, or is it that he is too obsessed with his own principles and ideas?! Or it's her fault. She's a fool who sees it clearly but still doesn't want to give up?!

The fairy spirit condenses and converges in the right palm, and the dancing posture instantly turns into a deadly step.

"Boom boom--" The direction of the jade hand, the tiles and walls are cracked, and the dust is full of smoke.

Di Simo stood still. For a moment, the dust settled down. He slowly opened a pair of obsidian black eyes and looked coldly at the man standing between the broken tiles.

The moonlight pulled her shadow very long to his feet.

She slowly raised her head, her stunning little face was waveless, and her dark eyes looked at the sky, empty and silent.

Is she crying?

Why does he think she is crying silently when her eyes are dry?

Di Simo's heart trembled and he was a little flustered about his idea.

It seems that he became a little strange after having sex with her and his chest beating.

It seems that he is no longer like who he used to be.

Why do you always lose your peace of mind frequently?

In a trance.

Zhou Min has turned around gracefully.

A pair of naked jade feet stepped on the mess, and then came to him.

She looked up, he lowered his eyes, and looked at each other. She smiled, "My husband, in this life, you have finally become my husband. For a thousand years, please give me more advice."

His heart trembled again. Her words inexplicably made him feel a little uneasy, or some astringent sour, which made him want to hold her in his arms and tell her that we would have a long way to go, and he would do his best to protect her for the rest of his life.

And he did the same. If he just said it, the taste would change.

He hugged the thin Zhou Min in his arms, and his lower jaw naturally rested on the top of her head, and his hands gently brushed her back. "In a thousand years, I will cross your immortality, which can be regarded as returning your cause and effect. "

Zhou Min's eyes were slightly dim, drooping, and he hugged his waist in his arms, "Is it a fairy road? I got it.

Di Simo couldn't figure out what Zhou Min thought at this time, or what she meant. However, sometimes it was because he was not clear that everything would be unexpected.

The white clothes are holy, and the red clothes are luxurious. At this time, the inexplicable harmony is so harmonious that it is so beautiful that people can't bear to look directly at it.

"My husband, take me back! I'm sleepy..." Zhou Min let go of Di Simo's waist, turned around his neck, looked up at his eyes, and smiled. In the ruins, under the moonlight, Di Simo's heart suddenly beat fiercely.

Love, sometimes comes very abruptly. In an inadvertently, it may have arrived, but at that time, no one thought that love, happiness and fate were all so cunning.

Di Simo did not answer, but hugged her waist, bent over and picked her up. He turned around and walked away, leaving only the pile of ruins and the thousand-year-old green vine that would never change.

As soon as they left, no one came out of the inn. It seemed that this situation was not special, but something happened from time to time. After all, the promotion of immortals to cultivation and breaking through the realm would also cause such a sound and scene, which was not uncommon.

"My husband, let's sleep a little longer!" When Di Simo took Zhou Min to bed and was about to get up and leave, he was grabbed by Zhou Min's sleeve. Di Simo turned his head and frowned. Zhou Min smiled, "I can't sleep without you."

At that moment, Di Simo's heart beat slightly again and lowered his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he turned over and slept peacefully beside Zhou Min. Compared with him, Zhou Min was much more restless.

After seeing Di Simo go to bed, he lay on his back, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and was ready to fall asleep.

However, Zhou Min rubbed against Di Simo at this time, reached out and pulled one of his hands, put it on the back of his neck, climbed on his chest, put his head on his chest, sideways, and hugged his waist. "This is the posture of the husband and wife to sleep. In the future, you should remember it."

After saying that, Zhou Min looked up, gently took a bite on his chin, gently said good night, and then fell asleep at ease.

A slight numbness from the lower jaw made Di Simo's eyebrows wrinkle slightly, his calm eyes flashed, and the half-drooping eyelids covered the seemingly faint beating light in time.

Immediately, Di Simo was a little stiff and unnatural because of Zhou Min's movements. After feeling that the woman in his arms really fell asleep, Di Simo moved his body and turned slightly. He noticed that when Zhou Min was about to slip from his chest, he was unconsciously buckled by Zhou Min's hand on the back of his neck, and the other hand hugged her. The waist brought her back into her arms.

At this time, the two people's side hugging each other made the distance closer. They felt that Zhou Min rubbed slightly in his arms. His hands held his skirt tightly, and his small face was close to his heart. His whole body was unprepared. He was completely relaxed and relieved, which made his eyes more complicated to look at Zhou Min.

And he also unconsciously completely integrated her into his arms and hugged her tightly. Such a posture inexplicably would not make him feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, the soft and warm person in his arms gave him an alternative strange feeling. This feeling had never been seen for thousands of years, so for a moment, he couldn't say anything.

With a slight sigh, Di Simo gently put his lower jaw on the top of her head, closed his eyes, and involuntarily pulled a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. It was really very light, because it was not careful, the smile seemed that the smile never appeared.