Douluo's Killing Immortals and Killing the World

Seeing Long Yu's foolish look, Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile: "Don't look at it, your eyes will fall if you look at it again.

Really, am I that good-looking? "

"Sister Xue'er, no matter how many times I see your beauty, I am always so amazed. I can't get enough of it in my lifetime." Long Yu said subconsciously.

"You just know how to coax me, huh!" Qian Renxue also rolled her eyes at Long Yu, but she was secretly happy in her heart. After all, women only look good to those who please them.

"But by the way, you have changed so much. I didn't recognize you last time in Yuexuan," Qian Renxue sighed.

"Are you getting more and more handsome?" Long Yu asked narcissistically.

But what Long Yu said is right. After fully controlling the original bloodline of the ancestral dragon and swearing to know the Immortal Killing Sword, Long Yu's appearance can be said to continue to develop towards the word handsome. Sword Douluo, Ning Rongrong, what? I look at it every day, so I feel like nothing has changed, but what about after a few years?

"You! By the way, didn't you say you would definitely recognize me when we meet again? Why didn't you recognize me last time?" Qian Renxue looked at Long Yu's eyes the whole time, expecting a perfect answer.

"Well, this is...

this………………

Sister Xueer! , it’s not that I can’t recognize you, it’s that I can’t recognize Xue Qinghe. Look, I’ve never seen Xue Qinghe. If it were you, I would definitely recognize it at a glance! "

Long Yu held Qian Renxue's hands tightly and said solemnly

"Okay! This answer is okay, although it's not perfect, but I'll let you go for now!" Qian Renxue looked at Long Yu's look and had to give up.

"Sister Xue'er, I can't pronounce a few words, can you teach me?"

"There is no one in this world that I, Qian Renxue, can't do. Xiaoyu, please show me."

"Okay, Sister Xue'er, if it doesn't work, just tell me and you will do it."

Then, Long Yu wrote everything out

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"Ah, so simple

These thoughts: 靐龘铯鷡鬓锬鬺pound锁颥锆鐐龘I am鰼鉯鷡鬬鬬pound锁饢鏆靐龘鷬鬓锺鬺pound髁颥醆鐘靐龘雯鷡铓锺鬺pound锁饥鏆靐龘铯鷡铓锴鬺爱pound锁颥靐龾鬓锺鬺pound锁颥醆靐龘鬷鬷sideburns pound It’s a great idea bad shoes

Now you know? "

Wang Defa, Sister Xueer! You know how to play cards that don't follow the rules! ,All right! (;一_一), plan fails and starts plan b

"Then among so many words, which three do you think are the easiest?"

"Needless to say, of course I love you."

"I love you too!"

Before Qian Renxue could react, Long Yu hugged her waist, turned her around and kissed her against the wall.

........................

After a moment, Long Yu raised his head and looked at Qian Renxue affectionately.

Only then did Qian Renxue react. When she met Long Yu's affectionate eyes, her face instantly turned red.

Seeing this, Long Yu knew it was time and took the final blow.

"Sister Xue'er, I suddenly remembered a poem.

Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and spring breeze blows Revlon.If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon.

I think the beauty image described in it is you, Sister Xueer. "Long Yu recited a poem without blushing, as if he had written it himself.

In fact, this poem was written by Li Bai, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, and praised Yang Yuhuan's beauty.

The language in the poem is rich and colorful, and the words are flowing, as if the spring breeze is full of paper, and the eyes are full of flowers. Without the need to describe, the appearance of an extraordinary fairy emerges in people's minds.

Comparing clouds to clothes and flowers to appearance...

After repeated comparisons, he created an image of a beauty who is more beautiful than a fairy, and only used the clear and beautiful words such as clouds, flowers, dew, cloud mountains, Yaotai, and moonlight to write such high-quality poems, which makes people feel uncomfortable at all. To vulgarity.

As a smart girl, Qian Renxue naturally understood the meaning of Long Yu's poem. Looking at Long Yu's appearance, her face became even redder, like a ripe apple, which made people unable to help but think... Take a bite.

half an hour later

"Do you...really like me?" After a long time, Qian Renxue looked up at Long Yu and asked in a slow, gentle tone with determination.

"Of course I like you, I like your voice, your look, your smile, your cry...

No matter how beautiful the painter is, he can't describe your beauty; no matter how beautiful the poem is, he can't express my deep love for you. My beloved girl, I am willing to transform into an angel and wait for you forever.

I miss you in the most beautiful night, miss you in the deepest breath, feel you in the most comfortable time, and know that you are enough in this world when I am most frustrated. Missing you comes like a surging tide every day, keeping me awake at night countless times. No matter it is sunny, cloudy or rainy, a day when I can see you is a sunny day; whether it is yesterday, today or tomorrow, a day when I can be with you is a beautiful day. I miss our carefree time so much. Whether you are by my side or on the horizon, when I think of you in the corner of the world, I feel that the whole world has become gentle and stable.

I am lucky to know you in my life; your kindness to me always makes me so moved that I want to cry; so, I made the most important decision: to spend all the time in my life facing you!

I like you, so are you willing? "