In Yanjing Hotel, Ding Ning and ye walk alone and sit opposite each other.

After all, they were strangers who had nothing to do with each other, but they became the most familiar strangers because of a mistake.

Women always remember their first man, but more of them exist in beautiful imagination. They really have no emotional foundation at all.

She can silently pay attention to him when he doesn't know, worry about him, and even cry quietly for him. After all, he is the child's father.

But when the man appeared in front of him alive, the mood of walking alone at night was actually very complex, with tension in shyness, expectation in strangeness, and a trace of acceptance in resentment

In short, there are many unspeakable emotions. If the cheeky had not held her hand and paved the way for her on the road, she would have wanted to run away immediately.

Therefore, she cried and wanted to see him, but when she really faced him, she didn't know what to do. Her heart beat like thunder, her mouth was dry, her mind was blank, and she could only lower her head, blush and remain silent.

Ren is that Ding Ning is thick enough to practice, but now, facing the shy and timid night alone, he still doesn't know what to say.

His mouth opened, but he wanted to stop talking. Although he claimed that she was his own woman, he felt so strange looking at her face, which brought disaster to the country and the people.

Liu shengqian Dai didn't know whether she was enlightened or how to drip. After she came back, she didn't pester him as usual, but lived in the next room, which was the first time in the world.

This makes him very happy. The purse is still sensible. He doesn't want to be known by walking alone at night. Every day he will hug a woman to sleep. I believe that a woman with a good temper will be unhappy.

"You..."

"You..."

The awkward atmosphere made people feel depressed. They felt they couldn't keep silent. At the same time, they summoned up the courage to open their mouth and wanted to say something.

But unexpectedly, they made a sound and felt very funny to each other. The atmosphere was also relaxed. Ding Ning grinned: "ladies first, you first."

The night walked alone and said politely, "you'd better say it first."

Ding Ning scratched the back of his head: "are you okay?"

Am I okay? Do you think I'm okay?

Of course, I'm not good at all. I'm pregnant with your son of a bitch. I vomit every day. I don't even dare to fight, lest I vomit.

Night alone in the heart of resentment, but with a sweet smile on his face: "I'm fine."

"Er!"

Ding Ning scratched his head again. He had never felt so speechless. He couldn't chat.

The two men were silent again. For a long time, Ding Ning felt that as a graceful man, he should take the initiative to break the silence.

But every time he looked up at the beautiful face of walking alone at night, his heart still couldn't help banging. Such a peerless beauty belongs to himself. It's still like a dream to think of it now.

A man's possessive desire alone made his vanity get the greatest satisfaction in an instant. He was thirsty and didn't know what to say. He was tongue tied several times and couldn't say anything.

"You... That... Can I sit next to you?"

Ding Ning summoned up courage and said brazenly.

Walking alone at night, drooping his head and flying red clouds on his pretty face, what does this bastard want to do? For a moment, I was confused and my brain was blank.

Seeing that she was silent, Ding Ning was overjoyed. It seemed that she had acquiesced, and immediately sat down beside her with a shy face.

Without facing her eyes directly, Ding Ning's thief courage suddenly strengthened a lot and reached out to hold her slender and beautiful hand.

Night alone was thinking that she didn't belong. She didn't find out when he sat next to her. His hand was held by him, which immediately surprised her.

Just as he was about to break away from his hand, he stood up and shouted "please respect yourself", but the remaining light in the corner of his eyes swept his expression that he couldn't put down. His heart was suddenly soft. Even people were his. What's holding hands.

Ding Ning had been quietly observing her expression. Seeing that she was just a symbolic struggle, he let him hold her hand, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed.

"Walking alone, you are so beautiful. I want to kiss you."

The lethality of a man's sweet words is still amazing. When he walks alone at night, he wants to jump up and scold shamelessly. He kicked him to the ground and taught him a lesson.

But I don't know how to drop it. She was muddled up by him. The strong male atmosphere made her confused and confused. She was soft and had no strength to resist.

Did the bastard drugged himself? Otherwise, why don't you even have the strength to resist? Hum, this annoying bad man.

The night walked alone and kept finding reasons for himself, and then... Then he began to respond to his kiss with peace of mind.

"No, your injury..."

I'm very angry when I walk alone at night. This bastard really takes an inch. Even if he kisses, he still moves... Even if he moves, he still takes off my clothes. I'm really not hot at all.

She really wants to push him aside and shout. Can you be more shameless? But when the words came to her mouth, they became soft words of concern, which made her feel ashamed. Why do you walk alone at night? Was eaten by the dog.

What she couldn't accept most was that, as a strong Celestial Master, she was muddled into bed by him and snuggled in his arms in a very intimate posture.

Ding Ning regretfully released his hand and his brain was a little sober. He was right to walk alone at night. His injury really couldn't stand such a toss.

His bones have just been restored, and slight exercise is no problem, but vigorous exercise will definitely deform the broken bones. The old bastard Fengjiu's hand is not generally heavy.

"Who makes you so charming."

Ding Ning buried his head in the cloud like hair walking alone at night, smelled her hair fragrance and looked intoxicated.

The night's lonely face turned red, but her heart wanted to jump out with joy. It was just a very simple sweet word, but it made her like climbing the cloud.

After all, as a saint of the saint, although she pursues her young heroes to row from Ninghai to Yanjing, she never gives false words to those people, and no one dares to say such frivolous words to her.

A woman is a very emotional animal. Even a saint can't avoid vulgarity. The effect of this sentence depends on who it is.

If someone else talks to her like this, she will only feel sick and want to kick each other to death; But Ding Ning, the child's father, said that the effect was completely different. To her, it sounded like the most moving love words between lovers, which made her sweet in her heart. Women should be happy for themselves. This sentence is by no means empty.

Night alone, shyly arched his head into his arms: "am I really so charming?"

"Of course, didn't you see that I even forgot my injuries? I can't help it? My solo walk is so beautiful and charming. Now I think of it like a dream."

Ding Ning feels closer to the night alone. Although she gets on the bus first and then buys a ticket, the process of buying a ticket is extremely important. Don't girls like romance? Love words don't cost money anyway. Let her be perfect.

But I don't know that it just poked the weakness of walking alone at night. She lost her body and was pregnant with his child. Although she had long decided to give birth to this child, if she had no regrets in her heart, it was definitely a lie and lacked the process of love.

The heart of walking alone at night was melting, and he said shyly, "it will sound good."

"I'm telling the truth. It's my truth. If you don't believe it, touch it. My heart is accelerating now."

Ding Ning grabbed her hand and stuck it on her chest with a sincere expression.

The night alone tooted up his pink lips and took the initiative to peck on his lips. Shyly, he lowered his head and said with a red face: "not now. Wait later."

Ding Ning was overjoyed. It seemed that the goddess had accepted herself from her heart. She immediately held her hand and vowed, "walk alone, wait for me. Within three years, I will go to the saint's palace to find you."

This is the requirement of walking alone at night. Now Ding Ning naturally says it and warms her heart, which shows that he always takes his words to her heart and shows his love.

"Yes!"

Night alone wants to say don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just try your best. The children are ready to give birth to you. Won't I marry you if you don't reach Zhenwu territory in three years?

But when it came to her mouth, she just gently squeezed out a single syllable with her nose, because she knew that the world would not change because of her will. If Ding Ning could not show his far superior talent, the school would never accept his existence.

Growing up in the ancient martial arts world, her belief of respecting the strong has gone deep into her bone marrow. Before Ding Ning has no absolute strength to conquer the school, he can only show his superhuman talent.

Whether they can finally reunite together, Ding Ning's performance is the key.

"I'm leaving at dawn."

Night alone, gently say this sentence, but inexplicably give birth to a thick reluctance.

If she could, she would like to accompany him to have a child and watch the child grow up happily.

Several times she almost couldn't help but want to tell him that I had your child, but reason told her that she must not say that it would kill him.

"Can't you go?"

Ding Ning showed a trace of reluctance to give up, as if he was afraid of losing. He hugged her hard and felt her soft and delicate body, but surprisingly there were no distractions, just pure reluctance to give up.

"No, I have to go. Remember our agreement. I'll wait for you."

The night walked alone, looked at him softly, but his tone was unprecedented firm. He said silently in his heart, work hard for our future!

Looking at Ding Ning's lost expression, night alone suddenly made a decision, stretched out his hand, held his face and looked at him solemnly: "I'm a spiritual master, and your spiritual power is far more than ordinary people. Now I teach you the spiritual master's cultivation methods, but you must remember that you must not tell anyone."

"Spiritual master's cultivation method?"

Ding Ning looked at her solemn expression and realized that this was probably the secret of her school, but she taught it to herself privately. The beauty was so kind that he couldn't be moved.

"Don't resist!"

The powerful spiritual power of walking alone at night directly attacked his spiritual sea, and a spiritual cultivation method called "formula for washing God" was introduced into his mind.

Purgatory? The formula of washing God? Is this the same skill?

Ding Ning was shocked when he read this "God washing decision". This is a skill to continuously purify spiritual power, which can compress and refine spiritual power.

But "refining the spirit" is a spiritual skill that can absorb the dissociation between heaven and earth. If it is said that it is not a supporting spiritual skill with "washing the God formula", even he doesn't believe it.

After transmitting the "formula of washing God" alone at night, he did not stop, and then transmitted to him a spiritual combat method "divine control".