My spirit of Douluo is a spirit ring

Like a warm wall

Imprison your dreams

Is happiness like a behind bars

..."

When the singing came to mind, Yuan Dong had already ran to the gate, she opened the gate in one fell swoop, but heard Xiao Jiu singing the song.

She felt as if her soul had been hit.

The whole person is petrified.

A spider god pattern on the center of her eyebrows slowly formed, her gaze became confused, and then there was a flash of relief.

at this moment.

Hu Liena felt that Yuan Dong's temperament had completely changed.

Although Yuandong was also the pope of the Temple of Dark Night before, he didn't have the temperament it is now, which made people feel like worshipping.

Hu Liena's eyes widened and she couldn't help covering her red lips.

Yuan Dong closed the door softly and sighed softly.

Then, turning around, eyes were filled with tears.

"Long time no see, Xiao Jiu."

She stepped forward step by step, the styles came, the boots stepped on the marble floor, making a crisp click.

"You are beautiful now, and you are still very young, I know that you must have a way to leave your mark in your soul and remember the things you never want to forget."

Xiao Jiu looked at the beauty in front of her, her eyes full of longing.

Reached out and gently embraced her.

"Sure enough, man, there is no good thing! I like young and beautiful ones."

Yuan Dong stretched his hand around Xiao Jiu and hummed: "However, you have to chase me again."

Xiao Jiu smiled, "I not only want to chase you, but I also want to marry you, marry you openly, Dongdong, in this life, you belong to me!"

"Then tell me, Nana is going to the Sun Moon Continent, do you know that?"

"Do you really dare to let me grow up in the Sun Moon Continent by myself?"

Yuan Dongmei had a touch of playfulness in her eyes.

"Guess it." Xiao Jiu smiled.

At this moment, Hu Liena was stunned, and then glared at Xiao Jiu angrily, she was indeed an old man.

Let's just say, she is often not in Wuhun City, but Xiao Jiu never asked.

Chapter 616 Bibi Dong (4)

Yuan Dong looked at Xiao Jiu, with a touch of nostalgia in his beautiful eyes, shook his head and smiled lightly: "Sure enough, it's still the same as before. It hasn't changed at all, like a small child."

Xiao Jiu smiled and looked at Yuan Dong obsessively. This beautiful face would belong to him in the future.

He couldn't help but sighed: "You are younger than before, and you are the best."

Seeing Xiao Jiu with a slightly malicious smile, Hu Liena cursed shamelessly. Sure enough, men like young and beautiful.

Yuan Dong's eyes were cold, she especially hated such a look. The backhand was a Death Spider Lance, which pierced Xiao Jiu's heart.

Xiao Jiu blocked it easily, and then pressed Yuan Dong to the gate.

"Little girl, now you are my plate of Chinese food. You have pierced my heart so many times. I want revenge."

Yuan Dong frowned and turned her head away. At this moment, she finally realized the gap between each other's strength.

"Dongdong, have all your memories recovered?"

Xiao Jiu lowered his head and asked softly in Yuan Dong's ear.

The two were extremely ambiguous at the moment, Yuan Dong felt a little at a loss, his red lips pursed, and said: "I only remember some memory fragments with you, but I can't remember the others."

"is it?"

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Jiu's mouth, "So, you don't want to forget me when you die, it really touches me."

"Asshole!"

Yuan Dong had never seen Xiao Jiu like this before. She glared at Xiao Jiu and slammed into it with an elbow.

"Dongdong, you are too fierce!"

"Now, your identity is the Pope of the Temple of Night, the female captive who was caught by me after assassinating me, you say, how should I punish you?"

Xiao Jiu's light shift made Yuan Dong unable to attack at all. Yuan Dong, who was looking down from a high position, had a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

Hu Liena was stunned, she didn't expect that things would become like this.

However, she began to appreciate it again with interest, and soon she found a trace of the girl's shame and confusion on Yuan Dong's face.

"Don't be like this, you, at least treat me with respect."

Yuan Dong pursed her red lips, and there was a plea in her beautiful eyes. She had never been in a passive position in love, and it was too difficult to adapt for a while.

Does the pope have no face?

"I like to look at you like this, so I have a sense of accomplishment, don't I? Dongdong." Xiao Jiu smiled.

The first time he saw the pope blushing and looking at her at a loss, this feeling almost made him feel like a tall man.

And Yuan Dong is the prey he just caught.

"You!" Yuan Dong was particularly embarrassed. She really wanted to teach this bastard. Sadly, she didn't have this strength.

"Dongdong, you said, go to my bedroom today or your bedroom?"

Xiao Jiu's eyes are hot, and the current Yuan Dong is youthful and vigorous, as well as a pope's superior temperament.

It's simply too attractive.

His throat is a little dry.