Chapter 820 (1/2)
She was dressed in a fashionable green and green smoky shirt, a pleated skirt with flowing water mist and green grass. Her body was covered with green water and thin smoke yarn. Her shoulders were cut like a waist, her muscles were like fat clotting and her air was like a delicate orchid.
Lin Xuan's eyes were full of splendor and he was gazing at the amazing poems and poems of Qin Dynasty.
Even if he had been standing on the top of his life, the appearance of women in the world has been as light as stars.
However, only Qin's poems and poems are so beautiful that he can't forget to go back.
Even if the truth of beauty, compared with Qin's poetry, there are still some beautiful women far better than her.
However, when Lin Xuan was endowed with a special feeling, even if the immortal fish and wild geese were drowned and the moon and flowers were shy, they were also dim in front of Qin poetry and poetry.
Qin's poetry was staring at him, and his mind was rippling, smiling and smiling like flowers. He said softly, ”what's the matter? I'm old and I haven't seen enough? ”
Lin Xuan came back to his mind, smashed his mouth and touched his chin. ”How can I see enough of this? My daughter-in-law's face is so amazing. It's not enough to look at it for a few lifetimes.”
”Pooh
Qin poetry can not help but laugh, Lin Xuan's words, said is more exuberant, the cheek is filled with indifferent blush, is more charming.
”You are more and more eloquent. It's like I'm a beautiful woman. ”
Lin Xuan immediately affirmed: ”that must be the Qing Cheng Qing Guo. Your wife is so good-looking when you laugh. When you smile, you will fall in love with the city, and then you will smile at the country...”
Words a meal, Lin Xuan continued thinking, ”poetry, do you know the coldest place in the world?”
Qin poetry a Leng God, raised his head to think: ”South Pole?”
Lin Xuan shook his head.
”The North Pole?”
”It's not right!”
”Mount qomolang?”
Lin Xuan continues to shake his head.
”Where is that?”
”It's a place without you!” Lin Xuan is serious.
Qin's poetry chewed a little, and immediately laughed, ”your serious nonsense really caught me off guard.”
Lin Xuan grinned, ”that's no nonsense. In front of you, I'm full of true feelings. I can't help it.”
The poems of Qin Dynasty smile but do not speak, but the heart is filled with endless happiness.
As if in the air, are full of the taste of love, let two people, like swimming in the ocean fish.
”You know what? In the past, I felt that life was too hard, so I especially like to eat sugar... ”
Lin Xuan looked solemn, as if suddenly recalled the past of those miserable days, some gloomy.
Qin poetry comforted: ”this is over, the rest of life, life will be better and better.”
”Well, yes, when I met you, I didn't eat any sugar. I quit...”
”Why?”
”Because you are too sweet ~”
”ha ha ha, Lin Xuan, you are good or bad. You are looking for words that make me happy, which makes my heart fly to the sky.” Impossible to guard against the fact that Lin Xuan's poems and poems were so cold and untimely to
be taken by surprise.