Linlang came to Zhao Wujiang's residence.
Her originally anxious heart seemed to have calmed down at this moment, and she knocked on the courtyard door with her slender hands.
Zhao Wujiang opened the courtyard door and saw Linlang coming, and he couldn't help but smile.
He first glanced behind Linlang, then looked around, grabbed Linlang's wrist, and walked toward the back room.
Linlang Qiushui's long eyes were full of water, she pursed her lips and let Zhao Wujiang pull her.
The two of them sat across from each other at a round table, neither of them speaking first.
"you......"
The two said in unison, and when they saw that the other person wanted to speak, they said together:
"You speak first."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Linlang's nose felt sore, and mist rose in her eyes:
"How did you get here?"
Zhao Wujiang smiled gently:
"Perhaps I am unwilling to do so, but more importantly, it is your demon elixir that gives my soul a resting place.
I just came over here. "
Linlang waved her sleeves and robe, closed the door, and set up a ban to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.
Her eyes flashed and she said in a trembling voice:
"Can I see what you look like?"
"Of course." Zhao Wujiang nodded seriously. Linlang was extremely attentive and took the initiative to set a ban considering him.
But in fact, he had already imposed restrictions as soon as he lived there.
Zhao Wujiang stood up, and Wu Jiang's body opened the door, walked to the courtyard, sat on a small bench, and looked up at the night sky.
He left a trace of his soul in Wujiang's body to guard this place for him.
In the back room, the purple mist demonic energy transformed and merged with the soul, transforming into Zhao Wujiang's original appearance.
It's still a gentle smile, but with a touch of stoicism and evil.
When Linlang saw this familiar face that she had been missing for so long, she could no longer suppress her inner feelings and threw herself into Zhao Wujiang's arms. She hugged Zhao Wujiang's broad back tightly and spoke in a tearful tone:
"You finally came."
"I'm here." Zhao Wujiang hugged Linlang, his heart softened, and he apologized:
"I'm sorry that I came late and made you suffer so much for me."
Linlang couldn't bear the pain in her heart any longer, and the answer came to her waiting.
She cried loudly in Zhao Wujiang's arms.
She is no longer the aloof, cold and arrogant high priest she was before. She is just a girl whose pain has finally been resolved after a long separation from her lover.
Zhao Wujiang has many women and beauties, but he has very few beauties. The empress Xuanyuan Jing is one of them.
Today's Linlang counts as one.
He gently touched Linlang's jade back without saying much, but both of them knew his affection.
Linlang was no longer dressed in rosy red clothes as she had seen before, and her brows had lost a lot of coldness.
She is now wearing a large black robe, which cannot hide her exquisite and graceful figure. Between her eyebrows, there is endless affection and her eyes are full of light.
She raised her stunning face and slowly approached Zhao Wujiang. Her breathing gradually became heavier and her breath was like blue.
She kissed him.
Breathing in the familiar breath.
Her kiss received a fierce response. The two of them were wet and hot, and there was me in you and you in me.
Every encounter in life is a reunion after a long absence.
So what does it mean to meet again after a long separation?
It's hot, it's scalding, it's hard to keep your own rolling affection.
Linlang's heart was filled with boiling heat at this moment, and she wished she could merge Zhao Wujiang into her flesh and blood.
For a long time, she reluctantly parted her lips. She and Zhao Wujiang's lips were connected by crystal threads. She held Zhao Wujiang's face, her long autumn eyes filled with affection and regret:
"It's a pity that now, you are the body of a soul, otherwise I would definitely want you to remember the hot me forever."
Zhao Wujiang smiled frivolously, swaying the tip of his nose from side to side, teasing and rubbing Linlang's pretty nose, and said with a smile:
"What happened to the soul?
Do you want to feel the feelings for yourself, how real am I? "
Linlang's eyes were as bright as water. She looked down at Zhao Wujiang in surprise and exclaimed:
"How is your state of mind..."
Zhao Wujiang was very close to Linlang's moist red lips. He put his arms around Linlang's hips, picked her up, and said seriously:
"This time, are you willing to take the initiative to breathe for me?"
