Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu was a little dizzy after he wandered around for a few times. When he leaned on him and flushed with hot water, he came back to his senses and smiled: "Nine, help me wash my hair!"

Ying Jiu replied, took a small stool and let her sit down, squeezed the shampoo onto her head, and rubbed her soft hair with her large and thick palms.

Her hair on this side is very short, making her look lean and concise, and her appearance is different from that on the other side, but this person is still that person in her bones. No matter how the skin changes, she is always the one who will never give up. A man who walked through the mountains and rivers with his body for more than a month.

When Ye Shiyi talked about this, as the corners of his eyes were moisturized, his heart was extremely joyful. At that time, he just thought that even if he should die thousands of times, he would be willing.

He doesn't have too much hope. Over there, he just hopes to be by her side, whether it is a guard, a small servant, or a maid, or a nanny here, as long as he can see her, he will be satisfied. .

However, she was different to him. The difference made him feel that this happiness was like a dream, too unreal.

He was scared, it was really just a dream.

"Nine." Turning around to hug his waist, and drew his fingers on the faint scar, Ling Qingyu whispered.

"Huh? Did the water get into the eyes?" Ying Jiu let go of the shower, took a towel and wiped her eyes, and asked.

Ling Qingyu shook his head, stood up, put his arms around his waist and said: "Nine, you are still so young, have you ever thought about finding a new relationship?"

Ying Jiu's face changed suddenly, and the hand holding the shower was also frozen in the air. The water shed on his face, causing water marks.

"Master, don't you want nine?" Ying Jiu asked in a low voice with a faint choked voice.

"Do you want to?" Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.

Starting slightly to the side, Ying Jiu lowered his eyes and said: "If the master doesn't want Jiu, Jiu won't annoy you, Jiu, I will find a place to deal with it by myself..." There are Ye Eleven Ye Po and Yan San. The guards didn’t need him at all, and with Sum, the nanny didn’t do anything to him. It was really useless. After the initial surprise, the longer he was, the more nervous he became. The dead person is cruel, so he is treated equally well, but how long can this kind of goodness last? If he remains useless, will she continue to do this?

There is nowhere to say this kind of worry in my heart, the more happiness is, the more we are concerned about gains and losses.

If one day you are tired of me and don’t need me, then nine, there is no need to live...

Pulling down his already sad face, Ling Qingyu still smiled and asked: "Nine, answer me, will you still find someone else and have a new relationship?"

Ying Jiu shook his head and said in a low voice: "Master, you know that there can be no one else except you. Jiu has no extravagant hopes. If you don't want to, let Jiu stay far away. Anything is fine. If you do it, it will trouble you, then nine..."

"Just go to die?" Ling Qingyu's smile gradually faded, eyes filled with pain, he squeezed his feet and hugged his neck, pulled his head down, and gently kissed his lips, and said: "Silly Nine! Stupid nine! Fool nine! Your life is not important to you, but it is important to me! What you have said clearly, you will always be with me in this life, will always be my guard and protect me! Why, nine, why don’t you believe me? Nine, I like you, I love you!"

Ying Jiu's body froze, because she was too pleased with her beautiful eyes and looked at the woman with a sly smile on her face again.

"Now, tell me now, will you dislike my age, so you will find another woman and leave me in the future?" Ling Qingyu blinked and asked.

Ying Jiu's answer was, her arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, she lowered her head and kissed the rosy lips forcefully. After the fierce kiss almost made Ling Qingyu suffocate, she whispered: "You are with me, you die and I die. ."

Ling Qingyu’s eye sockets slowly turned red. He was really a man with a streak. It was because he was not good, because he could not give him the only love. After Yan San, the love was divided into so many parts, but this man was blindly blind. He was chasing himself, and even looking at his own eyes was filled with anxiety and anxiety.

"Master, those things, Jiu, also want to try..." Callused fingers stroked her eye sockets, Ying Jiu's heart was completely settled, her eyes blinked, and she said softly.

Uh? After a long while, after Ying Jiu's eyes wandered to the closet for a few times, Ling Qingyu realized that he hit him on the chest, and said with shame, "What are you talking about!"

"Really, Jiu wants to try. Listening to them, it's very comfortable..." Ying Jiu's cheeks blushed, and she insisted.

Listen to them? Ling Qingyu had a short-term petrification, they said...

"Who! Who are they?" Ling Qingyu said viciously. I am very worried here, for fear that my negligence will make you feel that I do not love you. As a result, what are you usually discussing? Is there such a thing? what!

"Seven masters, eleven, thirteen, general Zhao, Ye Po, they all said." Ying Jiu honestly sold the person directly, and then said aggrieved: "Sum also said that there is only nine, the master, You have never treated Jiu like this..."You have always had no scruples about people close to you, but you always feel guilty towards me, so Jiu is afraid...

Ling Qingyu was dumbfounded and murmured: "No, nine, you are a normal man!"

"Jiu can...abnormal..." Ying Jiu's eyes were still firm, her face flushed like a monkey butt. If it is abnormal that is the performance of being intimate with you, then I would rather be abnormal!

I rely on! Who passed this fallacy to him? This guy with a muscle, can it be said that you struggled all night for this? Ling Qingyu was speechless.

When she was drunk there, she would transform and do things that she would never even dared to think of. As a result, she created two goods, Yan Qi and Zhao Yinfeng, and later taught the eleven and Ye Po, and Lian Su. Mu and Thirteen sometimes take the initiative to play.

It's so pitiful! I have always been a very honest and normal woman.

By the way, there is another troublemaker! Blame Yang Zhao! When Ling Qingyu was thinking about this bitterly, the shape made by Yang Zhao's nosebleed body flashed through his mind... well, it was originally because she liked... so Zhao Cai...

A gradually hard and thick object touched her abdomen, Ying Jiu's voice was filled with irrepressible desire, and said: "Master, please, restrain me..."

puff! Ling Qingyu's nosebleed spurted out.