Master, Just Wants To Be Salted Fish - MTL

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After listening to Lu Li's words, Yun Qingzhi's heart softened, and he rubbed Lu Li: "I'm sorry, Master worried."

Then her gaze fell on Lu Li's white hair again, which made her eyes hurt and her breathing was difficult.

"Master is deceiving again, and he said it's okay." Fingertips crossed Lu Li's hair, and his voice was trembling.

Lu Li gently kissed her lips: "It's just that I heard that Zhi'er had fallen, and I was anxious, so don't let me lose it again in the future."

Yun Qingzhi hugged her tightly: "No, no, definitely not."

"it is good."

Yun Qingzhi is now in the realm of a demigod, but after all he hasn't fully become a god, and a battle with Yu Xiao is bound to be risky.

"Will he? Will he still find you?" Lu Li said worriedly.

"do not know."

"Should not? The system can't even search for the little true god, and he certainly can't find it either." 443 interrupted.

"It's better to avoid it for the sake of caution." Lu Li said softly.

"443 Can you provide the coordinates of Bingyao City?"

"of course?."

Got it back? Answer Lu Li took 443 back to his own little world. Yun Qingzhi blinked and stared at the scene in front of him for a moment. This was exactly the same as Qing Yunfeng.

That? The place where Master accompanies her to grow up, and where she falls in love with Master.

Master, how can you always be so good?

Yun Qingzhi hooked Luli's fingers, and the tip of her nose was a little sour: "Master."

That? The faint plum fragrance? So familiar, Yun Qingzhi buried her head in her neck and hugged Luli's waist tightly.

"Master's small space, has it changed so much?" Yun Qingzhi asked in a low voice, she could feel the power of the familiar world origin, weak as if a little life just nurtured and formed. It is fragile, but it is also full of life.

It used to be a deserted place without any vitality, but now it is full of vitality.

"Does this mean that Master will also be the same as Zhi'er in the future?" Yun Qingzhi suddenly thought of it, and his eyes looked at Lu Li brightly.

Lu Li shook his head: "I don't know either."

Yun Qingzhi still couldn't restrain the joy in her eyes, she took Lu Li into the palace, and couldn't help kissing Lu Li.

The hot and humid kiss made the two of them soft, and they were still hooked with the ambiguous silk thread after they were separated.

Lu Li looked at the shy and timid person in front of him, and the water vapor in his eyes, but there was a kind of indeprecation of sacredness.

But such a person was her sweetheart, and for the first time Lu Li couldn't restrain that blasphemous heart.

She hooked Yun Qingzhi's chin, and leaned forward to hold the moist cherry lips again.

I hugged her waist and plunged into that soft bed, slender fingertips untied the girdle that bound the slender waist, and the pure white clothes spread out.

The skin of the person under him was like fat, with spring water in his eyes, his lotus arms hooked and landed off his slender neck, softly calling Master.

Lu Li's soft kiss fell on her jade-like skin, leaving a red plum.

"Zhi'er, is that okay?" She asked Yun Qingzhi softly.