Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The blood in front of me faded, and an anxious and concerned call sounded in my ears. The call was so familiar and with a reassuring temperature. The voice called her in many tones, disdain at first, ridicule later, and later. Respect, and then love and pity, with a deep and substantial love, every sound seemed to carry his oath, whispering in her ear as it is now.

Qingyu...wake up...wake up...

Ling Qingyu opened his eyes hard, trying to wake up from the horror that seemed to make her immobile, his eyes opened a gap, through the mist of tears, he looked at the anxious face of the man in the blur. Hearing his call, although his body was sore and weak, he tried to raise a hand, trying to touch his cheek.

Yan San picked up her soft and feeble hand and pressed it to her face, and said: "Qingyu wakes up, look, I'm still here, is it hot? My hands and my body are all Warm, I'm still alive, your Yan San, still alive, by your side, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

The palm of the hand was on the cheek without breaking, the familiar face still existed, the warmth from the palm of the hand made her heart slowly settle down, and the flying fragments gathered back little by little. Let her pupils slowly gather, and the person in front of her will be more clear.

"Yan San!" With the last strength of his body, Ling Qingyu hugged his neck and burst into tears, crying while calling his name.

Yan San hugged her up, let her sit on her, leaning on her arms, bowed her head and kissed the lips that broke his heart by the call, and entangled her with force until she cried. The voice turned to a soft groan, and then he let go of the lips that had been swollen by his own kiss.

Holding her head a little away, so that she could see her face and expression clearly, Yan San looked at her misty eyes and said word by word: "Qingyu, listen carefully, I, Yan San, I swear here that in this life, I will never die earlier than you, and I will never leave you again. No matter how difficult it is, I will hold on. Even if they are all dead, I will stay with you. If I I really can’t hold on, then, before I die, I’ll take you with me. No matter where I get there, I’ll be with you. So, Qingyu, don’t be afraid, trust me, your Yan San, how about you?"

"No..." After a hiccup, Ling Qingyu asked, "Won't leave me anymore? Won't die again?"

"Well, never!" Yan San's fingers wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, and said, "I swear!"

Yan San's oath...

Ling Qingyu leaned softly against his chest, listened to the powerful heartbeat, swept the shallower scars at the corner of his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

I woke up from the nightmare, and my whole body was sore and weak. The heartache and panic in the dream seemed to be still echoing, but my heart slowly settled down.

Yes, they have already returned, they will not be like there, no matter how she begged for pain in her dream, she still can't see them in and outside the dream, even if she goes to the Palace of Longevity, she touches cold bodies.

They are back...

Yan San...He's back...

Even if it is a nightmare, I can see him when I wake up, touch his warm body, and listen to his voice...

Yan San, still alive!

"Qingyu..." The person in her arms responded lazily, Yan San embraced her completely in her arms, kissed the top of her head, and said, "Don't be afraid, you know, I I have never liked to swear, but once I promise, I will do it." After a pause, Yan San said softly: "Qingyu, how strong I am, you should also know that your men are not made of paper, we will If you accept the lesson, you will be careful, so you don’t have to worry so much. Just as you said, a man’s injury for his beloved woman is a man’s medal... as long as you don’t die."

"They are today..." Ling Qingyu said dullly, and swallowed the latter half. Yes, she actually knew what they were doing so desperately to save people. She actually knew.

For the sake of blessing, in order not to let her full of evil spirits and killings affect her happiness in this life...

"Well, I understand. Tomorrow, I will tell them that we can't hurt outsiders because we will be jealous." Yan San smiled lightly.

Ling Qingyu raised his head and glared at him, seeing that he was smiling, but the pain in his eyes did not go away, she shrank into his arms, and sighed: "Yes, you are all so good, my pressure is so great. ."

"Yeah, they are really unreliable..." As he said casually, Yan San's voice gave a fierce stop, turned her head back, and watched her tears not receding with a trace of teasing eyes, and said: "What are you? How could there be me here?" As he said, he held her hand on his own heart, and said: "Would you like to take my heart out and show you?"

"No need! I've already seen it!" Seeing that his fingers really pinched five finger prints on his chest, Ling Qingyu hurriedly grabbed his hand with his backhand.

"Yes, apart from martial arts, I have no other advantages. According to what you say?" Yan Santou tilted his head slightly, and said after some thought: "Is the insurance coefficient high?"

"Nonsense! My Yan San is good everywhere!" Ling Qingyu said with a pointed finger: "Good-looking, good figure, good temperament, good martial arts, and will make money, oh, it is winning, gentle and considerate, but also Massage and do housework..."

Yan San looked at her and said with his fingers, the corners of her mouth smiled more intensely, she couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed her lips, and said with a light breath: "Well, there is the best thing you didn't say. ."

"What?" Ling Qingyu asked from the corner of his mouth.

"It can make you happy and satisfied..." After speaking these words in a low voice, Yan San blocked her lips tightly, then laid her down on the bed, covering her sturdy body.

The lips that looked like fire went down the neck and kissed clusters of flames on the skin. The body was still in the soreness after waking up from a nightmare, but it had already started to cater involuntarily, catering to the constant The lips that pressed the kiss of oath, and the slender fingers that brought soft strength to stir waves of heat in the hidden part of her body.

He hugged Yan San's head tightly with his hands, his fingers convulsed with the body's spasm. Ling Qingyu bit his lip with his teeth and still let out a low moan. .

"Call it out, Qingyu, I like to listen..." Putting another finger into the tight and warm place, Yan San lifted up and kissed her lips "Yan San... Yan San..."