Cold feathers froze and were about to talk.

The body has been embraced in a wide embrace and held tight.

A hint of sandalwood drills in through the tip of the nose.

Let cold feathers foam like drums and whisper the corners of your mouth.

They held each other tightly, silently.

This is an indescribable moment of quiet.

It wasn't until the cold storm felt strangled that I grabbed the little monk's hand and pushed him away.

“Go on, don't keep the teacher waiting. ”

Jingyuan had to go back to the teacher's door. Uncle Xiao had something to do in Xianxian Mainland, so the two of them went with him.

Sounds like a perfectly normal reason.

But the cold storm knows it's not.

Their teacher and uncle have always been on their own and refused to stay far away from home.

Where do you go with people?

Little monks are also gentle and friendly on the surface, but they are always at a distance from people.

But even if I had doubts in my mind, Cold Feather didn't ask.

Because there was no need to ask, and she was willing to believe it.

He nodded with a clear distance, restrained his heart and turned away silently.

Three steps, however, he had to go back for the first time.

Silently, stare at the cold feathers with those eyes purer than black glass.

Why is Floating Island so far from Huixiang Mainland?

After this, how long before he sees the feathers again?

Will Master agree to his plea?

How long can the existence of a musician be hidden?

The farther away you are, the more alarming the fear rises in your heart.

It is always felt that this separation is goodbye.

It's always felt that God gave him luck and fortune, just this brief moment of fragrance.

If he never sees a feather again, how will he survive this lonely night for the rest of his life?

Cold feathers sighed softly.

Suddenly he moved under his feet and his figure was already in front of him.

“Little monk, did you do it on purpose? ”

Girls' voices are soft, helpless, drowning, with indescribable thoughts and perseverance.

A warm, soft hand with a thin cocoon, covered in pure distant eyes.

It was dark in front of him and he couldn't see a thing.

I could only hear the girl's slight impatient panting, soft as a feather: “I've tried to restrain myself, but you have to touch my emotions... Little monk, I don't think a hug is enough, I want to lighten you up, okay? ”

Her lips were wide open and she seemed to want to say something.

The next moment, you feel soft lips on your thin lips.

Boom...!

Brilliant fireworks burst into my head.

The gold bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

At some point, the little monk in the dress had held the girl in his arms tightly blindfolded.

Turn around and violate.

Those two eyes, always clear and like the light of Holy Buddha, had been deeply soaked by the valley's despair.

I can't get back to you like I started.

It's not light, it's... blasphemy.

And he, willingly.

= = =

Luo Yunxiao and Jingyuan left together.

But the kiss stayed.

When Luo Yunxiao was about to take it away, he wouldn't let it go alive with his muffled coat.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Master, why don't you let me stay with Beauty for a while? Come back here and pick me up when you're done! ”

Luo Yunxiao frowned so badly that he wanted to stop this annoying spirit.

But Mu Yan smiled softly: "Uncle Xiao, you've taken so many of my babies, you don't want to walk away. ”

After laughing, she converged and said, “I don't know what's so important about you suddenly going back to Five Fairy Lands. ”