Chapter 1863

"So, you must be good."

Ye Qingli is muttering and moving forward quickly.

She walked along the corridor for a long time and finally found a cave.

Ye Qingli breathes heavily and releases Jun Aohan.

At this time, Jun Aohan, the whole man, lies quietly in the ice.

In Ye Qingli's mind, an image of sleeping beauty emerged.

Although this product is a man

Looking at the calm and peaceful king in the ice proud cold.

Ye Qingli suddenly felt some heartache.

If it were not for himself, he would not have fallen into the field today.

Perhaps, he is good to end in Fengyi city when his ghost king.

"Perhaps, we are really friends of last life."

Ye Qingli said softly.

Then, she brings Jun Aohan into the space.

She is now familiar with how to deal with his cold poison.

She is very skilled. She takes off all the clothes of Jun Aohan and is naked.

Then, he was thrown into the spirit spring.

After stripping off all his clothes, his perfect body came out.

Every muscle in the body is perfect and just right.

It's just a delicate work of art, full of male charm.

Let Ye Qingli watch it and start to drool

She quickly took a handkerchief and wiped it. She must not let this guy know.

I was so fascinated by him.

Otherwise, he must be ready again.

Fortunately, although the two have never had a substantive relationship, they are also old husbands and wives after all.

So, ye Qingli is not embarrassed at all.

When you lie down in the spirit spring, she begins to squat and watch.

This guy is so perfect.

No matter face or body, they are all so flawless.

I don't know how the God gave birth to him.

Alas.

Ye Qingli looks down at himself.

I found that compared with him, it was useless.

I want to be a little girl with no body, no face, no chest and no ass.

I don't know what it looks like.

He can definitely attract women all over the world.

No matter it's a beautiful woman or a talented woman, it's the best woman in the whole Fengling continent.

They all ran after him.

Just like Lin rou.

However, he turned a blind eye to all these women.

Is to recognize yourself.

Thinking of this, ye Qingli's heart can't help feeling a little complacent.

The current slowly washed over him.

The vertical ice on the body began to melt a little bit.

A mist of water rose.

Let his body be half hidden.

It's a wonderful picture.

Ye Qingli couldn't help but look silly.

It seems that it's a little similar to the last scene.

That time, in Minglang mountain.

It's also the time when they misunderstood each other the most.

She is alone, across the world, nothing to worry about.

And she, is a habitual killer, incomparably indifferent person.

In her previous life, only her grandfather occupied her heart.

And in this world, it's just him.

But, also he, hurt her the most.

Let her realize several times, that kind of tear heart crack lung, but, also incomparably sweet feeling.