After returning to Toyue Peak, Lengyue relaxed and then mentioned the matter of two thousand top-grade spirit stones to Xiao Jingyao.

When Xiao Jingyao heard this, he stared at Lan Yue with a deep expression. When he recalled the awkwardness of sending the spirit stones, he felt a little embarrassed.

He walked forward in two steps, lowered his head slightly to Lan Yue, his heart extremely hot.

When I learned that they were the Ghost Lord couple, I didn’t have any memories, so I didn’t feel deeply.

However, when he recovered his memory of the life he had as Lord Dome, his emotions, experiences, and love came to his face and almost filled his chest.

I just had a life-and-death battle, and I didn’t have time to sort out this memory, but now I think about it, but I can’t extricate myself from the marrow and taste.

Who would have thought that he once had Lan Yue so completely and completely, that he could take her into his arms without restraint, regardless of each other.

Lan Yue felt the hot gaze of Xiao Jingyao falling on her, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little cramped.

The next moment, Xiao Jingyao suddenly took a step forward and hugged Lan Yue tightly into his arms.

His movements were so natural and skillful, as if they had been repeated countless times.

"Yue'er...Master..."

Xiao Jingyao murmured, leaning against Lan Yue's temple, sighing with satisfaction in his heart.

Her hot and hard chest was extremely reliable. Lan Yue snuggled on Xiao Jingyao's shoulders. Her heartstrings that had been tense for so long finally relaxed at this moment.

She softened her body and let Xiao Jingyao hug her tightly, almost embedded in his body.

Master... Yue'er... My wife...

Xiao Jingyao's heart was trembling, his love came even stronger than Lan Yue.

Three thousand years ago, he and Lan Yue came together after hardships. All this is vivid in my mind, still yesterday.

He was so inseparable from Lan Yue. He pestered her, cared for her, and also indulged in love with her.

But Lan Yue couldn't remember all this.

How he wanted to possess her again without restraint and throw her full love into her, but he couldn't...

For him, everything is to revisit yesterday, but for Lan Yue, this life is a new beginning.

If you don’t remember the past, Yue'er must have had a headache...

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingyao suppressed his anger and rubbed his cheek against Lan Yue's temples, and said gently: "Master, do you want to know our past lives?"

Lan Yue's heart trembled slightly when she heard this. When she learned that Xiao Jingyao had recovered her memory, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart.

She, Xiao Jingyao, Shu Xiang, is clearly a story of three people, but she is the only one who can't remember it.

This feeling is bad because they come with memories and pour all their feelings into you, while your responses are always only in the memory of the present.

Seeing that Xiao Jingyao was so gentle and careful, Lan Yue’s heart was extremely soft, she nodded slowly, “I want to know.”

No matter how big or small, she doesn't want to miss a single bit.

The next moment, her body suddenly eased, and Lan Yue was startled, but Xiao Jingyao suddenly hugged her horizontally.

"Yao'er!"

Xiao Jingyao's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and said with a look of care: "Master is exhausted these days, let's go to bed to speak."

Lan Yue:?????

After a daze, a huge enthusiasm suddenly surged out from the depths of his body and rushed straight to his forehead.

Lan Yue's face was blushing, her long eyelashes trembled, shy and frightened.

Xiao Jingyao had already walked towards the room with great strides, Lan Yue's hands and feet were weak, and his voice was like a mosquito and flies.

"No...No...I'm not ready..."

The immortal cultivator is so smart and clear-headed. Xiao Jingyao clearly heard this, but when he looked at Lan Yue's pink face and peach cheeks, Liu Pan's charming appearance, he couldn't help but tease him.

He turned his head slightly and asked with confusion: "Master, what did you say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Seeing Xiao Jingyao stepping into the door, only a few steps away from the bed, Lan Yue felt numb all over and his heart was confused.

"Too...too fast, I'm not ready yet!"

She held Xiao Jingyao's clothes tightly, and her fingers turned white with nervousness, and she shouted loudly as if she was trying to do so.

A chuckle suddenly sounded above her head, and then her body fell into reality.

"Master, what are you thinking? My disciple was afraid that you would be tired, so he sat on the bed and listened."

Lan Yue touched the bed beneath her. When she heard Xiao Jingyao's words, her mind thumped, and her face instantly dripped as blood.

"Or, Master can't wait, huh?"

Before Xiao Jingyao got up, he followed the opportunity to fall into Lan Yue's ear. His low voice was deeply bewitching. His breath seemed to be there and there was nothing to tease Lan Yue's ears, like a leisurely and confident hunter.

Lan Yue's eyes were shy and her sweaty clothes were already in chaos.

She supported Xiao Jingyao's chest with both hands and pushed him out impatiently, trying to regain that shattered slight sense of shatteredness.

Xiao Jingyao gently stepped back a little, and it turned out to be a playful thought, but when he saw Lan Yue's breathing slightly and her eyes were moist, his breath suddenly squeezed, and even his eyes changed.

This scene appeared countless times in his memory, but three thousand years have passed, and he almost forgot the ultimate joyful feeling.

"Yue'er..."

Xiao Jingyao sighed softly, gently lifted Lan Yue's chin as he looked in his memory, his eyes were blurred, and deep desire was brewing.

The fiery breath climbed up, and in this situation, both of them were trembling and unable to control themselves.

Xiao Jingyao looked at the thin lips that were red without any touch, and he couldn't control himself, so he leaned forward.

He carefully lingered on the thin lips, slowly raised his right hand and pressed against the back of Lan Yue's head.

His movements were gentle and gentle, as if he was treating rare treasures, and he was always restrained and reserved with the storm in his heart.

Lan Yue's originally tense body slowly lowered her vigilance under this gentle attack. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, leaving only a piece of softness.

When Xiao Jingyao felt that the body under his palm could no longer resist, a hint of joy and impatience overflowed in his eyes.

The next moment, Chang Tong attacked the city and sieged the ground, pried open his teeth without hesitation, and asked for it wholeheartedly without leaving a trace of retreat.

The surging breath came, and Lan Yue felt that the passionate love gradually became hot on the tip of her tongue, and then turned into a strong desire, which was out of control.

She couldn't help but retreat, but her strong arms kept her tightly, not allowing her to retreat at all.

"Master, don't be afraid..."

Broken words overflowed from the corners of the lips. Even though the enthusiasm surged and the love was changing, Xiao Jingyao still did not forget to consider the feelings of Lan Yue.

His movements went from heavy to light, and he lingered in a shallow manner. After savoring the sweetness he had always dreamed of, he slowly retreated.

The red lips of the moon are as bright as the prune flowers, and the air is full of spring.

Xiao Jingyao suppressed the heat under him and raised his hand to caress the slightly red face.

Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she looked like his pointed heart.

How could he bear to let her feel a little reluctant and uncomfortable...

"Master, don't be afraid, Yao'er is waiting for you, okay?"
Chapter completed!