Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

As long as I share the same bed with you, I will always have such a dream.
——At sunset.
Looking at the sunset in the distance, he exclaimed, today is also a great day.
I’m so happy.
I really hope that it will be soon tomorrow, because when I wake up tomorrow morning, it will definitely be a happy day.
With such a sigh.
nextit’s dark.
So I look forward to the arrival of the morning.
As long as there is your smile, my world will be full of brilliance.
Then I stroked your beautiful hair and said I love you.
It probably makes you shy, right? Always smile shallowly, cutely, and hide her face.
Days like this are always happy, so when I am with you, I will definitely feel happy forever.
Always.
Always.
Probably there will be no end until forever, stay happy.
“…”
early morning
In the warm, tender embrace, Fang Mingjing woke up.
At first, in the hazy sleepy eyes, the white and delicate skin of a woman was reflected, the warmth of her cheeks pressed against her cheeks, and the sweet and comfortable fragrance made people intoxicated.
“Jing’er, wake up.”
When the beautiful woman hugging him noticed, her face couldn’t help but fill with an intimate and gentle smile.
She stroked his hair lightly.
“Um~”
Fang Mingjing’s eyes are sharp.
When Gu Shiyun touched his head, he couldn’t help humming happily like a kitten, and after a while he called out in a particularly sugary voice, “Auntie 〃…”
Gu Shiyun’s heart suddenly melted.
Adorned with moles of tears, on her charming face, her expression became extremely relaxed, her beautiful clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, and there was a little moisture in her voice:
“It’s still early, Jing’er can rest for a while.”
“Well, I don’t want to sleep.”
His little face suddenly showed a very cheerful look.
Just looking at it, the beautiful woman felt happy, and she couldn’t help but laugh.
“However, I don’t want to get up yet… It’s the most comfortable in my aunt’s arms, and the bed is so warm, I don’t want to go out at all.”
“When the weather gets cold, Jing’er also likes to stay in bed.”
“hey-hey.”
“Where are you going to play today?”
“I don’t know, but I should go to the evil god today, right?”
The little saint said uncertainly.
Since the early winter, the evil god has been hibernating until now, and Fang Mingjing has not looked for her yet, and I don’t know how she is doing now…
“Then you can’t go too far, you know?”
“Well, I listen to my aunt in everything.”
“Very good…”
Seeing his well-behaved expression, Gu Shiyun smiled softly.
Speaking of what happened to Gu Yunjing a while ago, she already knew, but even after knowing it, she didn’t take it to heart at all… After all, it was the other party’s own fault, and she only needed this child.
Fang Mingjing looked at her at this moment.
“What’s wrong?”
“…I think my aunt is very pretty.”
He couldn’t help blinking.
At this time, the beautiful woman’s body was only a red underwear made of silk and satin. It was thin and slightly messy, and she could not help but give people a lazy, but extremely luxurious beauty.
After Gu Shiyun heard it, she just leaned her chin on his head affectionately.
“Jing’er likes to please her aunt.”
“Not at all……”
muttered.
But then, he felt his forehead being kissed, the slightly moist soft touch made him narrow his eyes with joy.
After being warm for a while, the little saint finally decided to get up.
After washing up, he ran out of the house.
It was only when he came outside that he noticed that the Holy Land seemed to be colder today.
Moreover, the gray clouds completely blocked the sunlight. If you look up, you can only feel the chilling wind like a knife, and the white and icy snowflakes.
However, Fang Mingjing, who has the Great Sun Sacrament, doesn’t care about this at all, or in other words, the colder the weather, the more excited he is.
Thinking of what he said earlier about building a snowman that could cause an avalanche by rolling down from a high place, Fang Mingjing suddenly became motivated, and he began to try to build a snowman with the snow in the yard.
First, he rubbed (Li Dezhao) a small snowball with his hands, and then put it on the snow to roll it big… The little saint chose to kick with his feet, but after one kick, who knew that not only did he fail to make the snow The ball was kicked and rolled, but it also kicked the snowball away.
“.〃…”
She was silent for a while.
He stared blankly at the pile of white snow, but unfortunately the little saint didn’t know how to throw the blame. Otherwise, he would have to complain that the snow had no backbone—the weather was already so cold.
Maybe he thought it was boring, so he decided to run away from here—forget it, let’s finish his breakfast quickly and go to the evil god to play.
…feather…
Kevin has already written, since he wrote more than five o’clock until now, the number of words is still so few…
cry.