This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Now that the name is heard again, the mood is still somewhat complicated.

“Alas, if I'd known, I wouldn't have let you spend money inciting the media. ”

Nielan green jade refers to a gentle brow, some regrets.

She can feel that this is called the Night Xuan Morning, there is no background in the Emperor, obviously it is also very important to Ling Tin, if you can pull it together, it is the best choice for her.

“'Don't worry, Miss Lian,' said the man. 'I've done a very clean thing and it won't make anyone suspect us. ”

After all, the last time was just a coincidence, even they didn't expect, it would make Night Xuan accidentally hit the back pot, so it is absolutely impossible to suspect him.

“That's good.” Nielan nodded with satisfaction.

……

After leaving the Ling family, Ling Tian drove directly back to his apartment.

He just pushed the door open, and Night Xuan flushed up, first came a suffocating hug, then held his face, to his lips was a bite.

“ …… ”

Enduring the urge to kick one's foot away, Ling Tian wrapped his hands around the waist of Night Xuan, his palms gently patted gently on his back.

His lips were almost chewed off and he was only let loose in the morning.

“What's wrong? ”

Midnight doesn't really understand this series of actions in the evening.

He heard something wrong with Night Xuan's voice on the phone earlier, so he rushed over.

Night Xuan's lips trembled several times, and he didn't say a word. He just stared dead at Ling Tian, his eyes were a little red, and there was crystalline liquid spinning under his eyes.

His eyes are very complex, sad, sad, happy, joyful, excited, many and many...

He's all over the paper right now, his name.

Under what circumstances did Ling Tian write his name over and over again?

Minor earthquake in the sky, the unknown tears of Night Xuan morning made his heart scratch the pain.

“What's wrong? ”

Why are you crying...

It doesn't seem to be grievance or sadness.

“I think you…” Night Xuan's voice sounded a bit dull.

“…” Ling Tian is silent, isn't he here?

“What did Grandpa tell you? ”

Thinking of going, Ling Tian also thought of only one possibility, which is what Yan Taizong said to Night Xuan Chen after he left.

Night Xuan morning: “Tell me about your childhood. ”

Ling Tian set his forehead against the forehead of the Night Xuan morning and said softly: "Those are the things of the past that I don't remember anymore. ”

He thought the Night Xuan morning was because he heard about what happened when he was a child, and he was heartbroken about his past or how he felt.

Night Xuan morning silence, he would very much like to tell Ling Tian that in your past, there is my presence...

But eventually, he withstood.

He didn't know exactly what had happened to Ling Tian in the first place, why he remembered him clearly, but eventually forgot, but he believed that Ling Tian would eventually remember him one day.

He didn't want to tell him what they used to be, like a textbook.

Night Xuan sighed halfway through the morning and suddenly the wind changed: “I want you..."

All emotions disappear from the eyes of the peach blossoms, only cravings filled with desire.

Ling Tian is completely a little dizzy, isn't it good, how suddenly changed the painting style???

Because he still doesn't understand, how did the strange emotion just in the early evening just disappear suddenly, now how...

Without waiting for him to think more, Night Xuan's hand reached in from his corner, while the other hand directly covered his belt at the waist of his pants, skilful movement...