Worst demon cult leader ever

Reasonable!

Jin Lin'er squirmed to catch up with Sun Qingfeng, and leaned on his thigh as if stuck to him, and narrated the young man's thoughts: "But when I stretched out my hand to him, I suddenly felt something was wrong. I know, He is not you, and I can't treat him like you. I then thought, whether it is Brother Yunqing, Sister Fu, Master Xue, or Brother Zhou, although they are all very good, they have the same good and different good, But nothing like you."

Sun Qingfeng didn't expect that Jin Lin'er was gasping for breath, unable to get off the tiger, and said with a stiff neck, "I don't have three heads and six arms, how is it different from them?"

Jin Lin'er has a thousand words in her heart, but she doesn't know how to say them when she comes to her mouth—it was conceived in the long river of life, growing out of the time of year, year, day and night, moment and moment that will never return How can I express my feelings in one sentence?

Thousands of words are hard to say.

He looked out of the window following Sun Qingfeng's line of sight, suddenly blissful to his heart, and said: "If there is a world in my heart, they are the sky full of stars, and you are the bright moon."

Sun Qingfeng kept his expression on the face, but his heart was shaking, but he still pretended to be indifferent, squeezed out a soft hum from his nose, and reluctantly agreed with Jin Lin'er's words, and muttered: "It is said that I look like the moon, yes Praise or scold?"

Jin Lin'er grabbed Sun Qingfeng's hand: "The stars change and things are impermanent, and a bright moon shines on the past and the present. You are the same, there is only one."

"Making it up." Sun Qingfeng's palms were a little sweaty, he struggled twice, and wiped dry on his robe casually.

Jin Lin'er opened Sun Qingfeng's fingers, made him intertwine with his own, and said, "Brother, ever since my father brought me to you and saw you for the first time, I knew that our hearts are They are connected together. I know your feelings, and you understand my thoughts. So, how you think of Senior Brother Zhou, I will treat him; how you treat me, I will treat you."

Sun Qingfeng: "I think you are a stick."

Jin Lin'er: "In my opinion, you are the best club in the world."

"Smart words, never too bitter."

Sun Qingfeng's eyes were slightly wet with sweat.

He blinked, shook off Jin Lin'er's hand, and helped him pull the skirt of his clothes until it was flat. He repeated this two or three times, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

He always pulls my skirt to do something, could it be that he is angry and wants to strangle me to death?Jin Lin'er said something out of his heart, but Sun Qingfeng only gave him such a reaction. He felt a little sad in his heart, but he didn't want the other party to see it, so he forced a smile and said, "Maybe I thought highly of myself, and I couldn't do it." Really know you. But I still want you to know that you are not like anyone else to me. And, I hope, you see me that way."

Jin Lin'er was young, and had never experienced many things. He told Sun Qingfeng in a panic, that mood was too complicated for him, talking about you and me over and over again, and he didn't know the thousand words Thousands of words add up, but it is just one sentence - I hope the king's heart is like my heart, and I will definitely live up to my lovesickness.

"I'm over 200 years old, so I don't care about you."

Sun Qingfeng seemed to be smiling, but he didn't seem to be smiling, turned over and got out of bed, found a sewing needle and an oil lamp, asked Jin Lin'er to take off his coat and lie down, and began to help him pick out bee needles.