Di Lin also feels that this kind of flying horse escape technique is more important than practice.

When in danger, you can run away by riding a flying winged native, but Yuan Wense is still a weak scum even if he reaches the seventh level of martial arts.

Di Lin is not a man who is satisfied just by hanging out in the boudoir. He has a broader mind, which cannot be satisfied by love.

Although the two people live together, they don't stay together all day.

But the joy of two people riding together, every man and woman in love understands how happy it is.

So Di Lin would come over at the right time to play around with Yuan Wense. No matter what he did, it seemed that the fun was doubled when the two of them were together.

Beiming Youyu walked to the back hill racecourse. Yuan Wense had seen her a long time ago. He stopped far away and said something to Di Lin. Di Lin was impatient to listen to the two women talking, so he rode Fei Yi Tu.

People are gone.

Yuan Wense took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. It was too hot today. In ancient times, without air conditioning, it would have been life-threatening. Di Lin was better. His Qi Yao Xuan Ice Sword was like an air conditioner. It had its own air conditioning.

In my arms, I feel as cold as I want and as hot as I want.

Yuan Wense couldn't help but smile when he thought of Di Lin's night...

"Yu'er has met sister." Beiming Youyu called Yuan Wense "master" at first, but later Yuan Wense recognized her as sister, and she called Yuan Wense sister. Well, in fact, they all knew privately that Beiming

There is a fish several years older than the original Wense.

There is a saying in ancient times: the person who respects the person is the best.

Noble people are older than humble people. It is a joke to say it so bluntly, but that is the meaning.

In this world, those who are masters come first, especially warriors. If they are not related by blood, they are called according to their realm.

In the sect, if you are from the warrior realm and are suddenly promoted to the transcendental realm, it means that those who were brothers yesterday will be called master uncle today.

So Yuan Wense is willing to accept Beiming Youyu as his sister. In this era, no one cares about your age. This is because Yuan Wense is willing to give face to each other.

Yuan Wense is just not a blood relative. She is unwilling to recognize someone as an elder. When she recognizes an elder, she has to bow to that person. The word "filial piety" is the obligation and responsibility of the younger generation.

Yuan Wense actually learned this understanding from Lao Shi, and it is deeply ingrained in her bones, so she can have a younger sister, but she doesn't want to have an older sister.

Yuan Wense waved his hand, and a table and two small chairs immediately appeared on the grass. There was a hole in the middle of the table, and a huge umbrella was inserted. Several colored snacks were placed on it, and the tea was filled with crushed ice.

In addition, there is a small cabinet under the table, which is filled with ice and air-conditioning is blowing out. Not long after sitting down, I feel that the temperature has dropped several degrees.

Full of interest in life, comfortable and elegant.

Beiming Youyu especially likes this. When he is with Yuan Wense, his whole body seems to soften, feeling comfortable and enjoying himself.

Beiming Youyu poured a cup for Yuan Wense, made another cup for himself, and quickly took a sip, "It's so comfortable."

"Well, this is juice. I think it tastes good, but His Highness doesn't like it very much. He likes to drink something with a weird taste."

Beiming Youyu finished the drink in a few sips, and then sighed comfortably: "My dear lady came just now and said that she found my real father, and his name is Li Dequan."

Yuan Wense bit the crushed ice in her mouth, the corners of her lips raised, "Ha, she's quite fast. How do you recognize her?"
Chapter completed!