After Gu Ling said this, Feng Xiu Ran believed her.
Feng Xiuran couldn't help but feel a little hopeful. Why did Gu Ling want to explain to him? Was it because...
Thinking of that answer, his heart beat uncontrollably.
He snorted: "Why are you explaining so much to me? I am not related to you."
"Mate, what do you think of this identity?"
Gu Ling is no longer the little girl who knew nothing before. The best way to gain a person’s love for a long time is to marry him.
Love is always exclusive. If you want to get pure love, you just need to respond and then take good care of it.
This is how Gu Ling understood it.
Feng Xiu Ran was hit by a huge pie, and he suspected that he had not yet woken up from his dream.
He stuttered a little: "Why did you suddenly, suddenly..."
Gu Ling put one hand on Feng Xiuran's cheek: "Do you like me?"
Feng Xiuran didn't dare to deny it now, for fear that Gu Ling would find someone else again: "I like it."
The young man's eyes were sparkling, and his strong emotions were like a blazing fire, which was exactly the look that Gu Ling liked.
Gu Ling smiled, like a touch of first snow melting on the top of a snowy mountain. She moved closer to Feng Xiuran and gave him a gentle kiss on the corner of his eye.
Those inky black eyes were deep and unfathomable, like snow in the night, hard to see and only by getting close could you feel the coldness.
There was no special emotion in her eyes, and her tone was gentle, as if with a little joy: "I like you, too."
There is nothing more exhilarating than two people being in love with each other. Feng Xiu Ran felt as if she was floating in the clouds.
The kiss at the corner of the eye was so light and illusory that it seemed impossible to catch it.
His ears turned red because of what he said next.
"You said you like me, then prove it, for example..." His voice became softer and softer, "For example, kiss me or something..."
His heart seemed to be beating out of his chest as he recalled the suffocating kiss in his dream.
Gu Ling moved the hand that was on the side of Feng Xiuyan's face down, pinched his chin, lifted his face, and then leaned over.
She was very patient, gently and meticulously depicting the young man's plump lips, as if she was tasting some precious delicacy, and only by being careful and slow can one appreciate its beauty.
The tip of the tongue flexibly pries open the teeth and goes straight in. The slow movement suddenly becomes intense, as if giving the prey enough sweetness. When the prey is addicted to it, the true face is revealed, and there is no need to worry about the prey escaping.
Tears welled up in Feng Xiu Ran's eyes. He felt a little suffocated. If this continued, he would probably faint again.
So, can kissing be divided into the first and second rounds like fighting? Feng Xiuran wanted to take a break.
He stretched out his hand and pushed the person in front of him, his rejection obvious, but his hand was held by the other party. Before he could struggle, the other party suddenly changed his position.
The burning lips were still moist, the scalding breath sprayed on the side of the face, the earlobes were bitten lightly or heavily by the teeth, and the unsteady breathing sounds ripped at the ears.
"Xiu Ran..."
The hoarse voice was filled with strong desire, and the rare enthusiasm from that always cold person made Feng Xiu Ran lose all the strength to resist in an instant.
Quite inappropriately, Feng Xiu Ran thought of the kiss between Gu Ling and Jiang Nian.
Gu Ling didn't seem to care about the kiss at all. If you really count it, it was Gu Ling's first kiss, wasn't it? But she gave him a hug as if nothing had happened, as if it was nothing unusual.
Maybe a kiss wouldn't make her take it to heart.
Feng Xiu Ran untied Gu Ling's belt, and the belt and the jade pendant hanging on it fell to the ground. The subtle sound seemed to turn on a switch.
Pieces of clothes fell to the ground one by one, and the ruby-studded hair crown rolled down.
The young man's waist and abdomen were shaped with smooth muscle lines, his jade-white back was slightly damp with sweat, and a few strands of black hair occasionally stuck to his back, making him look very vivid.
The dense kisses moved up along the coccyx. The familiar yet unfamiliar touch made him grip the quilt tightly, leaving tiny scratches on it with his nails.
He let out a gasp of impatience and insisted on turning around, and Gu Ling let him do it.
Gu Ling smiled with an ambiguous meaning. The little phoenix's back seemed unexpectedly sensitive.
Feng Xiu Ran saw the smile on her face and said fiercely, "What are you laughing at?! Don't laugh!"
Bastard! You dare to laugh when you bully others!
Gu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "I just laughed, what's the matter?"
Laugh, I make you laugh!
Feng Xiu Ran raised his body slightly, his waist and abdomen showing obvious muscles due to the exertion, and he kissed Gu Ling's lips.
Well, kissing is indeed not suitable for laughing.
The little phoenix just put itself into the other's mouth.
The night is long, and the night in Snow City is longer than anywhere else.
……
The divine world, the platform for ascension.
Countless people surrounded the Ascension Platform and launched one attack after another, but the seal of the Ascension Platform remained motionless, without even a scratch left.
There are more and more secret realms that are fatal, and they appear more and more frequently. Up to now, no one who has entered has ever come out.
The vegetation in the divine world began to decay, and all things that symbolized new life were heading towards destruction. It wouldn't be long before this place would turn into a purgatory.
They stopped in anger and stopped wasting time. Someone said, "The seal was placed by the ancient gods. We should go and beg him for help."
Someone spat, "Bah! What a crap ancient god! He wants us to die here!"
The divine world was gradually going to destruction. After failing to find a way to survive from Gu Sheng, they planned to flee to other realms, but they could not open the Ascension Platform.
"We're going to die anyway, so why not join forces to kill Gu Sheng? Once he dies, the seal will surely be lifted."
"Is the Ancient God so easy to kill? He is just going to die!"
"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. What do you think is the solution?"
Everyone was arguing, and there were basically two opinions: asking Gu Sheng to open the seal or killing Gu Sheng.
The latter has no chance of winning, and speaking out is just a way to vent dissatisfaction. As for the former...
They dare not.
They haven't forgotten what happened that day.
Gu Sheng sat lazily on the roof, his dark green robe spread out, like the only vibrant color in the world.
He stayed in the Wanling Palace for a long time on the pretext of seclusion. The people outside finally lost their patience and joined forces to break the barrier of the Wanling Palace and rushed in.
The barrier of the Wanling Palace was set up by Gu Sheng for Gu Ling to play with. It was only slightly higher than Gu Ling's cultivation level, so it was natural for a group of gods to unite and come in easily.
Gu Sheng's body was surrounded by the aroma of spiritual wine, and his face was a little tipsy. His slender hands held the jade gourd high up, and the clear wine flowed down, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.