Ten thousand steps back, even if Xuemo used him to rescue him when he fell off the cliff, it was only a moment. I didn't hear that he could not reach the bottom of the cliff in a few minutes

Time is too short to hold a beauty

Ordinary cliff can't fall to him, the cliff under the white tower, he can't risk falling!

Emperor Zun pondered for an hour before dawn, and finally thought of this white tower that only he could come up

The little girl was fooled up successfully. Now the little girl is holding him warmly. Emperor Zun thinks he has made money this time.

For the first time, he was held like this. He looked at the little girl in his arms and felt a little strange.

It's such a feeling that the loved one should lean on the mountain to hold her. It's warm and hot in his heart, which makes him subconsciously want to hold her back

Ning Xuemo is biting his teeth in his heart. How many meanings does this great God mean?

Is it really appropriate for him to flirt with her as emperor Zun?

Not afraid to expose her identity in front of her?

Xuemo hugs his lean waist. In his nose is the light fragrance of his body, which makes her feel dizzy and heartbeat. At the same time, there is a kind of inexplicable exclusion

Xuemo wants to let go, but the instinct of survival makes her dare not

If a drowning man catches a driftwood, he will not let it go even if he knows it is a trap.

His teasing words make Xuemo blush, her arm is slightly loose, and she makes herself calm as much as possible: "emperor Zun, please send me back to where I am. I don't think this tower is where I should come up... "

"It's up to you to get back to where you are." The emperor opened his mouth and his voice was still flat.

She made her own effort? How to work hard?

Now, there are clouds all over the country, and the scenery is almost the same. It as like as two peas on the eight sides of the white tower.

She couldn't tell which way she was going

"Please give me directions." Ning Xuemo tries to distance the two with words, saying politely.

Emperor Zun looked down at her. She kept her head down. She couldn't see the look of snow road at the moment at all. However, such a strange tone made him feel uneasy. He said lightly: "generally, when this seat points out people's maze, that person is kneeling."

Ning Xuemo: "..." In fact, she doesn't have to go out and kneel, but she can't let him go now. Once she kneels down, she will hold his leg directly

Holding his waist, she still has some pressure in her heart, and then holding his legs She felt that her face was still a little thin.

In the middle of her heart, she was in a dilemma. Suddenly her waist and legs were tightened. Emperor Zun finally held her back.

In a flash, Emperor Zun held her and sat down: "I'm a little tired recently, and I'll have a rest."

Ningxuemo was lying in his arms in the posture of holding a princess. He sat on his legs, and the Emperor 's arm circled her waist to make her lean on his chest.

This posture is not so intimate!

Moreover, there is no other place for him to stand on this seat.

Ning Xuemo looks up at his white jade mask with a stiff body. He doesn't quite understand the meaning behind his series of actions.

Or the heart is clear, but the subconscious is escaping.

And even if she wanted to go out and kneel for him, she couldn't find the place.

"Emperor Zun?" Ning Xuemo didn't know what medicine was sold in his gourd. He could only sit in his arms with a stiff body to keep up with the changes.

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