Chapter 917

"Nothing."

But even if he didn't force a kiss, Li Yun also felt that the timing was right. After all, the Vatican Qingsheng had asked him what to do. There was a trace of strange emotion in his words. Li Yun couldn't shrink back.

"Pure and holy."

Li Yun holds her little hand, and as soon as she touches it, she is surprised by the wonderful feeling of these small hands. ice_skin_ , _jade_clean_ , _as_if_touching_a_piece_of_fairy_jade_ , _gentle_and_delicate_ , _people_can_ '_t_put_it_down_ ._

“？”

Fanqingsheng did not avoid, let Li Yun hold her jade hand, with cold eyes straight at him.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will be on your side, advancing and retreating with you!"

Looking at her eyes, Li Yun makes a promise, the two eyes meet, everything is in silence.

"Well."

Van Ching Sheng didn't say much else. He gently answered and opened his hands in a gesture of embracing. Finally, there was a trace of expectation in his cold eyes.

As if, she is looking forward to Li Yun's embrace.

"Pure and holy!"

I believe that no one can refuse the request of this cold and holy fairy. Li Yun is in a state of agitation. He embraces the fairy in his arms and hugs her tightly. He deeply breathes the fragrance from the beautiful and holy body of Vatican. He feels comfortable and does not know what to think.

At this moment, Li Yun felt that he was in a dream. It was his great honor to have a beautiful fairy.

"Li Yun."

Fanqingsheng leaned in his confinement and felt the warmth from his generous chest, which changed her calm mood.

"What?" Li Yun gently caresses her hair. The fairy's hair is black and soft, which is unforgettable.

What's more beautiful is that the fairy doesn't seem to refuse his foolishness. She lets Li Yun confuse her hair and doesn't stop her.

"I..."

"Well?"

Li Yun recovered from the excitement, held her shoulder, pulled her out of his arms, looked directly into her eyes, and seriously said, "Qingsheng, what do you want to say, just say it!"

"I don't know what love is."

The holy man of Vatican Qingsheng opened his lips and said that they were very close. The breath they exhaled mingled with each other, arousing people's reverie.

"I may not know what feelings are."

Fanqingsheng said calmly, "since I was a child, I seldom have emotional fluctuations. Others cry or laugh, but I don't seem to feel their mood. I still look on coldly, and there are no waves in my heart. Therefore, people say that I am a natural saint, pure and pure in mind, and born with a holy posture. "

"Nonsense!"

Li Yun reaches out his hand to block her red lips. The soft touch makes Li Yun's heart flutter. He quickly moves away for fear of starting a fire.

"People may be born with emotional defects, but they can't be born to do something!"

After a person is born, may have autism, autism and other natural symptoms, but there is no natural saint of this view!

Li Yun looked directly at her and seriously said, "Qing Sheng, you may have some cold feelings, but you should not be a natural saint, and the saint should not have to keep a holy posture None of the saints of the hidden holy valley are like this? "

Van Ching Sheng nodded gently, "I know what you mean, Li Yun."

He was thinking about her, and Vatican understood.

Li Yun smiles, and suddenly reaches out his hand and pinches the beautiful and cold face of Vatican Qingsheng, and pinches her face into a very funny expression, which is never seen on the face of Vatican Qingsheng at ordinary times!