Yu Yuanyuan suddenly became shy and blushed and lowered her head.

Zhang Zhifeng rubbed his forehead with a headache and said irrationally: "No, I have to be responsible for this?" After saying that, Zhang Zhifeng regretted it. Didn't he deliberately anger the other party?

Unexpectedly, Yu Yuanyuan was not angry at all, but raised her head to look at Zhang Zhifeng and asked slightly crampedly: "Then, do you like me?"

Looking at the big watery eyes in front of him, Zhang Zhifeng said in his heart: "I like it, I like it so much." His face turned red with a redness. After a while, he could hold up a sound from his mouth: "Yes."

Yu Yuanyuan smiled again, and Zhang Zhifeng felt that the whole night light was brighter, as if he was suddenly injecting the power of thought into his eyes. However, during this brightness, all other scenery faded away, and only the smiling face was left in his eyes.

His expression was a little dazed. In the trance, Zhang Zhifeng felt a sank on his body. Yu Yuanyuan was already hanging on him. His two jade arms were wrapped around his neck, and his exquisite face was right in front of him.

Although the two have already had a "relationship", they still said to Zhang Zhifeng that this was the first time they were holding a woman so close when they were awake...

However, for some reason, Zhang Zhifeng always felt that Yu Yuanyuan’s purpose was not that simple. This feeling made him not feel any sweet and happy taste in his heart, but he always felt strange.

"What do you want?" Zhang Zhifeng was so suffocating, and there was no expression on his rocky face, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"Do you want to listen to my story?" Yu Yuanyuan did not answer. She leaned her head intimately on Zhang Zhifeng's chest, and without waiting for Zhang Zhifeng to answer, she began to speak softly.

"There is an unknown small clan. They are carrying the ancient blood oaths made by their ancestors. They are trapped underground for generations and guarding an evil sect. The blood oath blinds their hearts and minds. They don't even know what they are living for... Until one day, the little girl has grown up, and the sect she guards has suddenly suffered a catastrophe. Seeing that the sect was destroyed, the girl suddenly was very happy, as if something was about to grow from the depths of her heart... Now I know, that is my 'original heart'."

Zhang Zhifeng listened quietly, and before he knew it, his body was no longer tight and his defense gradually opened up.

"No," Zhang Zhifeng frowned, "At that time, you were chasing me to avenge the Magic Mirror Palace!"

Yu Yuanyuan chuckled: "You are the one who is the disciple first."

Zhang Zhifeng's heart trembled, but he still frowned. Yu Yuanyuan looked at him, smiled and turned her face cold. She suddenly pushed Zhang Zhifeng away, pointed at his nose and scolded: "You are a coward, and you dare not face anything. People treat you like this, but you still don't want to open your own defense. You close your heart tightly!" She had tears in her eyes, "I know, you are afraid of being hurt, but they are not hurt?"

"You have always been looking at the enemy with a look. You have never looked at me, but your heart!"

"This..." Zhang Zhifeng was shocked. As Yu Yuanyuan said, he always looked at the enemy with a look at the enemy. In fact, not only for her, Zhang Zhifeng was strictly guarding against anyone. Even Ding Daqin and others, after a battle of living and dying, he was relieved to put his back towards them...

The little beast Jinzi looked anxious, and his front paws grabbed the flesh on Zhang Zhifeng's shoulders with both front paws and tore it hard. Its body was hung behind Zhang Zhifeng's shoulders, stretched out one foot and stepped on Zhang Zhifeng's vest, shouting anxiously, meaning to let him go up quickly.

Zhang Zhifeng's heart was trembling. Yu Yuanyuan was not far from him, staring at him with tears in his eyes without blinking. The expression was very complicated in his eyes, but the "disappointment" was obvious. Zhang Zhifeng wanted to rush forward and hugged Yiren tightly in his arms, but his legs were as if suppressed by the Heavenly Saint, and could not move at all.

At this moment, he thought of Nan Feng and Qinghun who were unknown where he was. Are they also waiting for him with their bright big eyes open?

The disappointment in Yu Yuanyuan's eyes had turned into despair. Her eyes instantly became as sharp as a blade. A sharp breath was mixed with a faint sadness. She looked at Zhang Zhifeng again and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, Zhang Zhifeng felt the smell of sadness, as if a torrent rushed through his heart, and the shackles in his heart were shattered and dispersed in an instant! Zhang Zhifeng once felt such sadness, before killing the "Yan", and Ding Daqin also had this faint sense of sadness. Zhang Zhifeng truly understood that it was actually a heart-wrenching tear, a kind of bloody pain that seemed to be split in half from it.

There was a loud bang in his heart, Yu Yuanyuan's expression undoubtedly touched the softest part in Zhang Zhifeng's heart. He only felt his chest warm, and his blood became burning. The surging love flowed out of his heart, surging through his whole body, almost exploding out!

In the sea of ​​thoughts, endless golden thought power surged violently, his body twisted strangely but naturally. Zhang Zhifeng's body had disappeared from the spot. At the same time, Yu Yuanyuan, who had wiped away tears, was tightly hugged by a figure suddenly emerging from the void.

Zhang Zhifeng tightly wrapped Yu Yuanyuan with his broad chest, thick arms, and boiling love all over his body! He kept murmuring something in his mouth...

Yu Yuanyuan was stunned at first, struggled suddenly, and then she realized that Zhang Zhifeng was incredible. The seemingly visible thoughts of love were like a hot air flow, lingering in her eyes, and tears filled her eyes. She also reached out and hugged Zhang Zhifeng's muscles tightly.

"You are my wife, always!" Zhang Zhifeng said softly...

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