These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

He looked up at the sky covered by tall and dense trees. It was already dusk at this time, as if even dusk was about to end, and night was about to fall.

"I thought if I did it all over again, I'd be more foresighted, I'd be able to handle everything, I'd be able to avoid all the losses, I'd be able to save everything."

Mu Xitong's hair fell down, and the ends seemed to have been moistened by the spiritual spring.

She said softly, "No one can solve everything. Even if you can't do it, don't feel guilty. You have tried your best. We all know...you either don't do anything, or you do your best. No one will blame you .”

Wei Tu smiled, a smile that made Mu Xitong feel distressed, which had never appeared on his face, as if he had no intention of doing it.

He knew that no one would understand his feelings at this moment.

He said, "Originally I didn't have an intersection with you, but now we have an intersection."

Mu Xitong seemed to understand something, and asked softly, "If you do it again, will you still have a relationship with me?"

Wei Tu laughed, "Of course, no matter how many times I come here, I still want to know you, I want to call you Big Sister System, and I want to refine medicine with you in that place called Yaowang Pavilion, and I will wait with you until autumn. Those maple trees are turning red."

The woman took the boy's hand and pressed his palm against her face.

"It's enough for me to have you. In fact, it doesn't matter anything."

"You still won't be reconciled, will you regret it?"

Wei Tu's fingers stroked her face slightly, her face was still so delicate, it seemed that the last backlash of the medicine spirit body did not take away her face.

Mu Xitong turned her face slightly, as if she was rubbing her cheek against the boy's palm.

"Of course I'm sorry... I said so much to let go, just to comfort you and myself. But we all know that no one can deceive anyone. Especially in this matter..."

Mu Xitong slightly closed his eyes.

"Think about it, there are still many things that have not been done... I haven't seen you becoming the number one in Xianzhou, I haven't seen your and Su Mi's child being born, I haven't waited for him to call me godmother. I haven't seen you unloading all the burdens and living freely. I haven't smoothed your frown..."

"Tu'er. Tell me how regretful I should be... But it seems that this is the only way to go. In this world, some people are lucky enough to escape from death, and some people will die for no reason. Lucky people should rejoice, while unlucky people There is no right to blame others."

"So... After you leave here with the little fox, you should live a good life, cherish every day, don't miss me too much, and be happy and happy."

She looked up.

Close your eyes.

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell into the Lingquan.

"If this is the end of my blessings in this life, then I hope that all the blessings will be used to bless you. Well, it must be well."

Wei Tu couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out his arms to hug Mu Xitong who was in front of him.

Mu Xitong was only stunned for a moment, and then hugged Wei Tu with even greater strength.

She seemed crazier than ever at this time.

She directly reached out and pushed Wei Tu down into the shallow spiritual spring. The two of them were in a place where the spring water was not deep, so the spring water could only reach Wei Tu's ears, and his clothes were soaked.

And Mu Xitong, who got up, brought a string of water splashes, her skirt wetly fit on her fair and slender thighs.

The dress on her body was wet, her slim curves looming.

She got up involuntarily, and then sat on Wei Tu's waist. The woman who bent down looked braver than anyone else.

Grasping the clothes on the boy's shoulders, he crawled on Wei Tu's body, his plump chest pressed against the boy's broad chest.

It seems to be the obsession with the last joy before the end.

In the grief before leaving, release the last indulgence.

Passionate kisses, accompanied by splashes around.

The tip of the other party's tongue was twitching frantically, and under such agitation, the young man also gave up thinking without objection.

He reached out and hugged the woman's slender and soft waist.

They began to respond to each other's kisses, exchanging fiery breaths under the mist of the spiritual spring.

The woman unconsciously caressed the boy's chest as if just to match the deep kiss, while Wei Tu's left hand stretched down her leg, while her right hand climbed to the peak.

Either light or heavy, or exhausted tenderness, or hysterical.

Wei Tu felt her lips and teeth moving down, and she kissed her neck deeply.

It even left tooth marks and a slight tingling pain, but it made the senses more obvious.

She almost tore off her clothes, kissing her vigorously as if to prove that she still existed.

The traces of wetness can no longer tell whether it is tear stains or spring water.

Wei Tu sat up, hugged her waist again, and ravaged her snow-white chest.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the surroundings were lit up with crystal lights.

It's fireflies, some glowing flowers and plants.

It reflects two men and women intertwined in the misty spring.

They hug, kiss, and cling to each other.

Warm, heroic, Chicheng, as if there is no tomorrow.

The dress was almost non-existent, and under the random and wild movements of the two of them, any cover seemed to be in vain.

When Mu Xitong slightly lifted his upturned buttocks and supported the boy's shoulders.

The moonlight fell on them, covering the two of them, and the light covered their snow-white bodies.

Mu Xitong lowered his head slightly, looking into the boy's eyes.

"Tu'er, will you always remember this day?"

Wei Tu looked up at Mu Xitong.

"remember forever."

The heat was right under her buttocks, Mu Xitong bit her thin lips slightly, squinted her eyes, and sank down.

When the feeling of being torn apart came, Mu Xitong almost collapsed on the boy's body.

She almost gritted her teeth.

"I love you... remember me."