"Ah..." Liu Xianxian panted hard and got rid of Li Yun's kiss. His eyes were full of tender affection. He watched his eyes and opened his ruddy mouth and continued to sing: "But big geese don't What I know is that another sharp arrow is already aimed at him."
A pistol was raised.
The dead young man, looking at all this with trembling, jealousy, resentment, and anger, swallowed his reason: "*husband*women, you all have to die! Die!!!"
"carefully!"
The crowd onlookers and Liu Xianxian's singing sounded at the same time.
"The white swan reminded the geese, but her lover was still pierced by a sharp arrow in her throat." Liu Xianxian became more sad, his hands tightly around Li Yun's neck, tears in pain: "The two, two died in the end. Together, the white swan died in the arms of his lover, and the wild goose died holding his lover and was buried in this beautiful but sad garden."
"I'll let you die together!" The young man yelled frantically, and the bullet flew out again after the gunfire was blocked by a finger.
Whoosh!
The squashed bullet flew back, piercing his throat.
Li Yun retracted his finger, touched the pure cheek of the white swan in his arms, and kissed her tenderly. The white swan shed tears, and responded greedily and obsessively to the wild goose's kiss.
Warm, timeless, love is so maddening.
Until the white swan was almost unable to breathe, the two reluctantly separated.
"But the miracle was born. The gods descended to the earth and saved the white swan and the wild geese. The two have lived a happy life." Li Yun smiled, stretched out his hand to shave off the fairy's cute little nose, and adapted the story.
"...Poof~"
Liu Xianxian showed a happy smiling face, blushing, and his lips flushed and said: "I have finally brewed a beautiful love story. I am so moved. I am proud of my beautiful literary talent and wonderful singing voice. You The bad wild goose doesn't match the atmosphere at all!"
Li Yun couldn't laugh or cry, "Beautiful literary talent? Why do I find it inexplicable, why is it suddenly advantageous?"
"Stupid!" Liu Xianxian nodded Li Yun's nose, and said angrily: "Of course the swans in the garden are raised. They are about to fly away, and the owner is of course not happy."
"..."
Li Yun has nothing to say, what is the brain circuit of a girl?
"But the real white swan has not been raised." Li Yun asked again.
"I was raised by you." Liu Xianxian replied without thinking.
"Then I have a second job? It's the wild goose and the master... well, cough cough cough."
Li Yun thought of something evil. Fortunately, Liu Xianxian didn’t know the meaning, and said innocently: “This is just literature. I just want to be moved in tragedy. After all, there is contrast to happiness. Okay, that's amazing, he's not that kind of person, right?"
"What kind of person?"
"Huh, you know!"
Well, the white swan is jealous.
Li Yun smiled. Liu Xianxian knew that he and Feiyao's three daughters had been playing on the Ocean Princess for a few days, and they were always jealous.
However, after kissing her intimately just now, Xianxian was also satisfied a lot, the jealousy quickly dissipated, and a happy smile was restored on his pure face, holding his arm.
"Everyone."
Li Yun turned his attention to those hotel managers and others: "Everyone is safe, you can stand up with confidence!"
A group of people still squatted on the ground in a daze, shocked by Li Yun's method just now and Liu Xianxian's song sang under the gun.
The picture just now is really too much like the love of the hero and heroine described in the movie!
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