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I am not ready yet, I like a man.

He admits that at the moment of the moment, when the woman's kiss fell, he turned a thousand times, and the most he thought was his own.

He is the young master of the Yi people. If he was killed by the Eight Gods, he is still the son of the gods who are high above. With his talent, this life will be smooth.

This age, I am afraid that I have already had my own embarrassment, even the children have already.

But fate is a man, everything changed in childhood.

He and his mother escaped from the northern border. Before the mother came to the end, she had only one request for him. I hope he can live well, marry his wife and have children, and live like an ordinary person.

The wish of the mother, the nine nights are doomed to be completed.

The blood of the noble Yi people flows through him, and it is impossible to be mediocre for a lifetime.

He is destined to rise. He has worked dozens of times more than the other in the legion, in order to be able to kill the night and the night, and to avenge the countless people of the Yi and the Yi people.

The wish of the mother, he can not complete, at least he must complete the desire of the mother to give the Yi people a post.

The nine nights have already been planned. After he became a general, he will marry his wife. The other party may not be his favorite, but he must leave blood for himself. It is also a comfort to the mother.

All his actions were carried out smoothly in accordance with these plans, but the emergence of the night Ling, disrupted everything.

At first, he just took the night linger as a pet and took it with him.

After a long time, he found that it was not the night Ling who relied on him, but he could not do without the night.

He became a general, the intention is to be able to raise his eyebrows as soon as possible, to avenge his father, but I do not know when to start, he redoubled his efforts, but in order to prevent night Ling from being jealous of others.

He used to sleep peacefully in the camp with the breath of "he", and liked the appearance of "he" and his own arrogance.

This score is like, let the nine nights fear.

Several times, after dreaming of his mother in his dreams, the mother asked him when he opened the branches for the Yi people, but he always thought of building a family with people, and he thought of the face of the night.

He turned out to be the most despotic person of his own.

Therefore, when he heard the familiar "Nine-night brother" who was shuddering at the ancient village girl, he lost his heart.

He hesitated when he felt the smugness of the girl's shame and her scent of fragrance similar to that of the night.

He closed his eyes and thought, perhaps, he can also like women.

After all, the woman in front of me is the only woman who has been through her heart for many years.

When he was a child, he made a wish. When the great hatred was reported, he would marry her as a wife. Even if it was not a post-God position, she would certainly be allowed to take a position, and she would repay her life-saving. Yep.

When the woman's soft lips fell, he saw the face of the night.

In the beautiful scorpions of "he", the annoyance and coldness flashed, so that he could not help but panic.

At that moment, the mother's reprimand, the struggle at the bottom of my heart disappeared all at once.

I hung my head down for nine nights, and the messy hair fell on my forehead, my shoulders were weak, and it looked very annoyed.

Looking at him at night, it seems as if he saw the boy who was desperate and injured.

Her heart softened a little bit and sighed softly.

"Nine nights, I don't force you, you are not ready yet, I am not ready yet... just, you promise me, if one day, you and I are bored, we can still remember the friendship of the past..."

I let each other pass each other... The words of the night moon have not been finished, and the body is leaning forward, and the person has already fallen into the arms of the nine nights.

"There will be no day, night Ling, you are my left arm and right arm, with you, I will never be bored."

On the night of the night, I buried my head in the neck of Ling Lingyue, sniffing the familiar atmosphere of her body, and my mood gradually calmed down.

Left arm and right arm?

The night of the moon is a bit stunned, just the left arm and the right arm, but she, do not want to be his left arm and right arm, she wants to be his wife.

I am ready for you, I am ready, you, oh, can you?

The nine nights and nights returned to the ancient village.

At the entrance to the village, the cadres and the villagers are waiting for them to return.

"Nine night brother."

A plain-fashioned woman of about fifteen or six years old came forward.

She has a pretty melon face and thinks, apricot eyebrows and eyebrows, although it is just a rustic cloth dress, there is a white flower in the daytime, and the eyes are flowing, and there is a pitiful attitude.

Her appearance and her manners and the ancient villages that were run down behind her are incompatible with each other. It is like an empty valley, which makes it hard to believe that she is just an ordinary village girl.

The squadrons of those who are high and high are always looking at the girl from time to time.

"Night Ling, this is the Lanchu Chulan girl, is my childhood playmate. I should tell you that my parents died, the hour was chased, and then I was hiding in a good-hearted person. At home, Chu Chu was the foster daughter of the family at that time. I was seriously injured for a while. She was taking medicine for me, taking care of me, her benefactor."

On the night of the nine nights, I introduced Lan Lingchu and introduced it to Lan Chuchu.

"Chu Chu, this is my deputy, night Ling, he is a good brother I was born and died."

In addition to that time, I was seriously injured in nine nights?

At the end of the night, Kun listened to the eyes and looked at the night, but did not ask more.

Although the night of the moon does not know who the nine-night killing father is, but knows that this memory is painful for the nine nights.

She did not want to touch the scars in the deepest part of his heart.

Her thoughts were all on the night, but she didn't notice that when she introduced Lanchuchu's childhood experiences in the nine nights, Lanchuchu's face had a subtle change of expression.

However, it was both a playmate and a benefactor of the nine-night night, and Ling Lingyue nodded to Lan Chuchu.

Due to the early days of Lan Chuchu and the nine nights, it was very difficult for Lu Lingchu to have a good impression on Lan Chuchu.

Lan Chuchu looked at the nine nights with a shy look, and then secretly looked at Ye Lingyue.

In the early days and nine nights, in order to chase the night Ling, regardless of his own injuries, he even refused his own initiative to send his arms.

At this time, the three stood together, and the nine nights were tall and handsome, and the hearts of the two women fell on him.

Especially the Lanchu Chu, she recognized at a glance that the nine-night is the boy who had been boarding in her home. A heart has long been a dark heart. She thought that she would have no chance to see her in this life, but she did not. After a few years, he went to the ancient village again and became more handsome and powerful.

Although the nine nights are introduced to each other, they can have a pair of eyes, all of which fall on the body of the night Ling. The big hand is holding the hand of the night Ling, and the mouth is slightly raised. It looks very good.

Lan Chuchu licked his lips, and his eyes were thoughtful.