Chapter 102： One hundred and two

Song Lianyi stretched out her hand at the young man on the couch to act like a coquettish. Seeing that the other party's body was still, the expression on his face was even more aggrieved. Such a delicate posture, I am afraid that Goulan Washeli's females can't match it.

When Fang Chaozhou saw Song Lianyi like this, he immediately got up from the bed, and then stepped back several steps.

A dark cloud flashed in Song Lianyi's eyes, but he hid quickly, and his outstretched hand passed forward again, his voice softer, "Fang Lang!"

But this "Fang Lang" shouted out, but people took a step back.

Song Lianyi: "..."

After so many years, this guy has always reacted this way!

After Fang Chaozhou noticed that the expression on the face of the beauty who had just returned the pear blossoms with rain was slightly distorted, he paused, and then cautiously said: "Can you speak well? I can't stand you talking like this."

Song Lianyi's face was a bit ugly when he heard the words, but he quickly covered his face with a handkerchief and sobbed. After crying for a while, Yu Guang caught sight of a figure approaching.

So, he quickly stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the other party's clothes, with tears still on his coquettish face, but he smiled with tears, "I caught you, Fang Lang."

Fang Chaozhou found that his robe was caught, and immediately wanted to take it out, but when he pulled it, the other party held it tighter. He looked at Song Lianyi, who was holding on to his robe, hesitated for a moment, and tore that piece of robe to pieces.

In an instant, she changed from clutching a robe to half a piece of rag, Song Lianyi's face became stiff and her heart was already a little angry, but he knew that he could never get angry. Fang Chao's boat finally fell into his hands, and it is very likely that he has no memory. If you don't deceive people at this time, he will not be able to get this opportunity next time.

Thinking of this layer, Song Lianyi threw away the rags in her hands and moved forward and directly embraced Fang Chaozhou's legs. He hugged him tightly, afraid that the other party would run. He raised his head and looked at him tearfully.

"Fang Lang."

Fang Chaozhou had never seen such a battle. When he was hugged by his legs, he froze again, as if the giant snake that had just left him crawled back.

Song Lianyi naturally noticed the stiffness of Fang's Chaozhou's body, but he didn't care about it, "Fang Lang, my feet really hurt. You take me to the bed, okay?"

Fang "Chao" Zhou froze, and replied, "I can't hold it.

Song Lianyi's eyes rolled slightly, "If Fang Lang does not hug me, then I will do something else."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Chao Zhou felt something touched his trouser legs, almost for a moment, Fang Chao Zhou quickly said, "I hold, I hold!"

Song Lianyi slowly pulled out his hand, he let go of Fang Chaozhou's legs, winking like silk, "Hug."

Fang Chao Zhou closed his eyes and bent down with a look of death.

*

Song Lianyi, who was sitting on the bed, finally stopped crying. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with a handkerchief, and saw Fang Chaozhou standing by the bed, still so far away from him, and it was not happy.

"What are you doing while standing so far? Come here." Song Lianyi stretched out her hand from Chaozhou Zhou, reaching out her hand, her eyes darkened, "Fang Chaozhou, come here!"

Fang Chao Zhou resolutely shook his head, "I just stand here."

Song Lianyi wanted to say something, but she couldn't "force" people in a hurry, so she had to give it up, but the look in Fang Chaozhou's eyes was extremely sad.

"That..." Fang Chaozhou said hesitantly, "I was a couple before you?"

Song Lianyi's eyes were even more sad, "Of course."

Fang Chaozhou paused, "Then where are we going?"

When Song Lianyi heard these words, her thoughts moved, and she took out a picture scroll from her storage ring, "You can understand this by looking at this thing."

He unfolded the scroll in his hand.

Fang Chaozhou saw him suddenly unfolding a picture scroll, and was taken aback for a moment. When he saw the picture above, his pupils couldn't help but dilate. The picture shows a young man in a green dress holding a little girl in red, and the youth's face is exactly the same as him, the little girl in red is almost carved out of a model of the charming beauty on the bed.

"This?" Fang Chaozhou looked at the painting, then at Song Lianyi.

Song Lianyi lowered her eyes, her tone of aggrieved tone, "Forget it if you don't recognize me, don't you even recognize our nanny?"

At that moment, Fang Chaozhou felt that he was struck by lightning.

He has children?

Because he couldn't believe it, he couldn't help but walked a few steps forward, trying to identify the painting carefully. This painting was just taken out. He looked closer and touched the painting with his fingertips. The ink on it also looked like it was several years old, and it didn't look like it was just faked.

Seeing people approaching, Song Lianyi took out the silk ribbon and slowly wrapped it around the wrist of the "chao" boat above. While wrapping it, she said: "Nannan has always been in poor health, so I didn't bring her out this time and wait for us. After returning to Fengyue Temple, Fang Lang can see her. She has grown a lot taller now."

Fang Chaozhou still had an expression struck by lightning on his face. He fixedly looked at the little girl in the painting for a long time before saying, "Is this really my child?"

As soon as he finished asking, he found that his hands were entangled in silk ribbons.

Seeing the person being entangled, Song Lianyi threw the scroll in his hand aside, pulled the ribbon hard, and forcibly pulled the person onto the couch. As soon as he got on the couch, he pushed Fang's Chaozhou on the bed, leaned down slightly, and whispered: "Of course it's your child, Fang Lang, we haven't seen each other for a long time, don't you want me?"

Fang Chaozhou looked at his lowered face, couldn't help but use his hand to block it, and said in a panic, "Wait, I still have something to understand."

"We'll talk more about it later, Fang Lang, I miss you." Song Lianyi grabbed Fang's Chao Zhou's tied hand and clasped it above her head.

After he clasped his hand, his eyes slowly fell to Fang Chaozhou's feet.

Fang Chaozhou is now wearing boots on one foot and bare on the other. That foot is well-proportioned with flesh and blood, and the skin is snowy and shiny, and when paired with neatly manicured nails, it looks like a jade lotus inlaid with pink.

Song Lianyi stared at the foot, couldn't help but sit up slightly, reaching out to touch it, but before touching it, he stopped for life.

No, I can't scare people now.

He clenched his outstretched hand tightly, "forced" himself to look at Fang Chaozhou's face again, and said weakly: "Fang Lang, I don't want to tie you, but I'm really afraid that you will disappear again. When we return to Fengyue Temple, I will release you."

While speaking, he bent down again.

He had been thinking about the person under him for five years, and even countless times when he dreamed back at midnight, he dreamed of the other person. At that time, they were in the underground demon realm...

But after waking up, he always regretted, regretting why he let him go, why he wanted to enjoy the pleasure of cat and mouse.

An oversight made him lose this person for five years.

Now that this person finally fell into his hands again, he almost couldn't control the excitement of his body, but it was not time to enjoy him.

This is the Tianshui Sect. If Zhong Li Yueshui is disturbed, it will be difficult for him to take people away. Not to mention Zhong Li Yueshui, and Xue Danrong.

There is still the Dark Soul Gate watching, Li Zhu's fool is not afraid, but Li Yiye is still a bit tricky.

But I can’t enjoy it. It’s okay to have some sweetness.

Thinking of this, Song Lianyi lowered his head, but before he touched the other's soft lips, he found that he was tied up.

It was his own shark silk ribbon that tied him.

At that rouge shop, Fang Chaozhou also tied him with his silk ribbon.

After Fang Chaozhou tied the person, his expression froze as soon as he tried to push him away. He looked at Song Lianyi, then looked in a certain direction, and his voice hesitated, "What's on you?"

*

After a stick of incense.

Song Lianyi's face was blue when the maids finally untied the straps and added body fixation techniques. He threw the straps on his hands to the ground and said harshly, "Where are people?"

The maids knelt to the ground, "Master An, we...we didn't stop, that person's cultivation level is not low, and there are so many Tianshui sect disciples outside. We are afraid of attracting attention, so we don't dare to stop by force."

Song Lianyi didn't expect that all the ducks in her mouth were flying, and her chest exploded with anger. Seeing that the situation was wrong, one of the maids immediately said, "Master An, that person filled out the registration form, and there is his residence on it."

She handed Song Lianyi the paper in her sleeve.

Song Lianyi took the paper, and after reading the words on it, her expression eased a lot, but the expression that had just eased became ugly again in the next instant.

His transmission note rang.

There was the sound of his eyeliner on the dark soul door.

"Om Lord, Li's father and son went out two days ago, but they haven't returned. The subordinates just checked out that they are heading towards the Tianshui Sect."