Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

"I understand." The Grand Master responded calmly and did not look back.

Got it? What do you mean, got it? Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows.

She took two hurried steps and walked side by side with him. She stretched out her hand and took hold of the Grand Master's wrist: "Master."

The Great Imperial Master paused slightly, as if he did not expect that she would be so bold. No one in this world dared to take the initiative to hold his hand...

This feeling was a bit novel, so he let her hold it and glanced sideways at her: "What's the matter?"

"A Qian is really hopeless?" Luo Qingyu thought of the girl in white, still a little unwilling.

The Grand Master paused for a moment, then left again. After a while, he replied to her with one word: "Hmm."

It turns out that there are things that this all-powerful Grand Master cannot do. If he can't do it, then who else can Yunyin Lian Yue turn to in this world?

Back in the Melting Snow Valley, Luo Qingyu unexpectedly found several dishes on the small table under the bamboo building.

It looks steaming hot, and is all her favorite food. It is full of color, flavor and flavor, which will whet your appetite at the first sight.

"Sit down and have a drink with Master." The Grand Master sat down first.

Luo Qingyu was naturally not polite and sat down.

The dishes are delicacies and the wine is fine wine. I don’t know what brand the wine is. One sip will warm your stomach and leave a fragrance in your teeth and cheeks.

The two masters and apprentices drank one cup each, and Luo Qingyu drank more than a dozen cups without knowing it.

Luo Qingyu raised his eyes to look at the Grand Master sitting opposite, and then looked up at the moon in the sky.

Although the Snowmelt Valley is warm as spring all year round, the moon in the sky still waxes and wanes according to the day.

Today the moon is as big as a disk, it should be fifteen...

She vaguely remembered her previous life. Every fifteenth night, He Xiangwan would send her a bouquet of flowers and drive her to the beach to watch the moon...

Now the moon should still be the same moon, but things have changed and people have changed...

There was a dull pain in her heart, and she raised her head and drank another glass of wine. Just as she was about to pour another glass, a hand came across and held her hand down: "Don't drink any more."

Luo Qingyu was already a little tipsy, so she casually pushed the hand away and laughed: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, no matter what troubles and worries you have tomorrow."

He poured himself a cup, drank it all in one gulp, picked up a bamboo chopstick and struck the cup while singing: "

Moonlight color, feminine fragrance

Tears break the sword, how long is love?

No words to think about how painful it is

forget you

Lonely soul drifts in the wind

Who wants to miss the infatuated man?

This mortal battlefield has thousands of troops and horses

Who can be king

Who dares to break through the love barrier?

Looking at the bright moon and feeling sad

Hate the taste of reincarnation through the ages

Who is the craziest when you close your eyes?

The impermanence of this world

Those who dare to love are destined to be hurt for the rest of their lives..." Her voice was clear, and she sang a sentimental song with great passion.

A flute sounded leisurely, and it took only a moment to catch up with her rhythm.

Luo Qingyu became more and more excited about singing. After finishing one song, he still had more to say. He raised his head and drank a glass of wine and sang again: "

The love that clearly flowed violently

How could there be unavoidable harm?

Cruel heart-broken love

Why do you still have expectations?

Would rather give up everything and forget time

Be simple, don’t refuse anymore, tie your hair to the same heart

There are so many thoughts wrapped around my fingers

There are too many promises that cannot be kept, and I can’t bear to go far.

Didn't we agree to grow old together?

I also said I won’t wait too long

Even if there really can't be a future

I can still turn it into tears and shed them with you

We agreed to grow old together

Stubbornly staying together from afar

Watching love turn into hatred

You are my most lingering wound

It turns out that falling in love madly can turn into hatred... "I know." The Grand Master responded calmly and did not look back.

Got it? What do you mean, got it? Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows.

She took two hurried steps and walked side by side with him. She stretched out her hand and took hold of the Grand Master's wrist: "Master."

The Great Imperial Master paused slightly, as if he did not expect that she would be so bold. No one in this world dared to take the initiative to hold his hand...

This feeling was a bit novel, so he let her hold it and glanced sideways at her: "What's the matter?"

"A Qian is really hopeless?" Luo Qingyu thought of the girl in white, still a little unwilling.

The Grand Master paused for a moment, then left again. After a while, he replied to her with one word: "Hmm."

It turns out that there are things that this all-powerful Grand Master cannot do. If he can't do it, then who else can Yunyin Lian Yue turn to in this world?

Back in the Melting Snow Valley, Luo Qingyu unexpectedly found several dishes on the small table under the bamboo building.

It looks steaming hot, and is all her favorite food. It is full of color, flavor and flavor, which will whet your appetite at the first sight.

"Sit down and have a drink with Master." The Grand Master sat down first.

Luo Qingyu was naturally not polite and sat down.

The dishes are delicacies and the wine is fine wine. I don’t know what brand the wine is. One sip will warm your stomach and leave a fragrance in your teeth and cheeks.

The two masters and apprentices drank one cup each, and Luo Qingyu drank more than a dozen cups without knowing it.

Luo Qingyu raised his eyes to look at the Grand Master sitting opposite, and then looked up at the moon in the sky.

Although the Snowmelt Valley is warm as spring all year round, the moon in the sky still waxes and wanes according to the day.

Today the moon is as big as a disk, it should be fifteen...

She vaguely remembered her previous life. Every fifteenth night, He Xiangwan would send her a bouquet of flowers and drive her to the beach to watch the moon...

Now the moon should still be the same moon, but things have changed and people have changed...

There was a dull pain in her heart, and she raised her head and drank another glass of wine. Just as she was about to pour another glass, a hand came across and held her hand down: "Don't drink any more."

Luo Qingyu was already a little tipsy, so she casually pushed the hand away and laughed: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, no matter what troubles and worries you have tomorrow."

He poured himself a cup, drank it all in one gulp, picked up a bamboo chopstick and struck the cup while singing: "

Moonlight color, feminine fragrance

Tears break the sword, how long is love?

No words to think about how painful it is

forget you

Lonely soul drifts in the wind

Who wants to miss the infatuated man?

This mortal battlefield has thousands of troops and horses

Who can be king

Who dares to break through the love barrier?

Looking at the bright moon and feeling sad

Hate the taste of reincarnation through the ages

Who is the craziest when you close your eyes?

The impermanence of this world

Those who dare to love are destined to be hurt for the rest of their lives..." Her voice was clear, and she sang a sentimental song with great passion.

A flute sounded leisurely, and it took only a moment to catch up with her rhythm.

Luo Qingyu became more and more excited about singing. After finishing one song, he still had more to say. He raised his head and drank a glass of wine and sang again: "

The love that clearly flowed violently

How could there be unavoidable harm?

Cruel heart-broken love

Why do you still have expectations?

Would rather give up everything and forget time

Be simple, don’t refuse anymore, tie your hair to the same heart

There are so many thoughts wrapped around my fingers

There are too many promises that cannot be kept, and I can’t bear to go far.

Didn't we agree to grow old together?

I also said I won’t wait too long

Even if there really can't be a future

I can still turn it into tears and shed them with you

We agreed to grow old together

Stubbornly staying together from afar

Watching love turn into hatred

You are my most lingering wound

It turns out that falling in love so much can turn into hatred...