The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

They have formed a wonderful connection, and they can faintly perceive each other's existence.

"From now on, I won't ask you to wait any longer." Ling Yugeng cut off the others, and said, "I will discuss one or two of the secret techniques of dual cultivation that you want to learn tonight."

Chu Shun's face was no longer angry, but his body was more tenacious. He raised the corners of his lips, "That disciple... we will wait and see."

When walking down, Chu Shun habitually pulled his sleeve, and the sleeve was taken away from his hand, and the next moment, his whole hand was wrapped.

Chu Shun lowered his head, looked at the hands of the two men under their sleeves, and felt unprecedented peace in his heart. He followed the man's footsteps.

One day after three months of marriage between the suzerain of the Hehuan sect and the demon master of the demon clan, both of them lost contact.

The night was shrouded, the moon was reflected on the lake, a small boat was floating on the lake, Ling Yugeng was sitting on the boat, with a person's head resting on his lap, he touched the person's head, "Where do you want to go?"

"All according to Master." Chu Shun said.

The small boat carrying two people drifted with the waves, Ling Yugeng tore off a leaf, smoothed the emerald green leaf with his fingertips, pressed it to his lips, and blew a tune.

Chu Shun, who was pillowed on Ling Yugeng's lap, fell into a deep sleep. He hadn't slept so well for a long time.

Four years, that is more than 1000 days and nights, the love is silent, it has penetrated into the bone marrow, and they are terminally ill, and they will have more time in the future.

There is a full moon in the lake, and ripples are formed on the edge of the boat.

Chu Shun is no longer Chu Shun who has nothing.

Ling Yugeng is no longer an emotionless system.

Where each other exists is where they belong.