Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 899: Swallows Return to the Nest

The sun sets in the west.

The dim sunlight shone in through the window panes, casting long slanted shadows. The servants spread a white cloth and respectfully poured amber wine, which sparkled in the dark color.

The wine has not been drunk.

I was already feeling intoxicated.

"Thank you, Master Niu, for braving the wind and snow. Last night was really busy. I didn't know Master Niu was coming and was unable to arrange a welcome and a reception. I feel extremely ashamed. Three days was an invitation and two days was a request. I had no choice but to hear that Master Niu would only stay for two days. Liang had to hold a special banquet today to make amends."

"Hearing about someone is not as good as meeting them in person. Liang Zongshi became famous at a young age. He is modest and prudent. He does not boast of his talent or position. He is even more brilliant than the rumors say! He is worthy of being a great man of Dashun!"

The Tianzi box in Langyun Tower.

Liang Qu warmly entertained the great master surnamed Niu who had brought his profound and long-lasting energy from Nanzhili, and Su Guishan sat at the head of the table as a guest at the banquet.

A few words of courtesy.

Master Niu was "flattered".

It wasn't that Liang Qu's words were so beautiful and humble. He had thought it was just a customary courtesy, a meal, some silver bills and that was it. He had never expected that Liang Qu's joy was so evident in his words and his feelings were so sincere that they didn't seem fake.

The end of the year is approaching and I am a stranger in a foreign land.

It was a cold day, but these three sentences warmed his heart.

"Please." Liang Qu helped out a chair, "Master Niu, please take a seat quickly. You are the host today."

"Okay! I'd better obey your command."

The stove is warm and the scenery of Langyun Tower is just right.

Under the same sunset.

The bedroom in Liang's house had a large square window, letting in cool air.

Crash.

The otters held brooms, some held brooms, some wringed rags, folded them into small squares, and then stuck their furry butts out to wipe the dirt from east to west.

The wooden boards are mirror-like and reflect the sunset glow.

After cleaning the house, Jiang Otter divided the room into four parts, and each of them lifted up a corner of the bunk bed. The otter opened the roll and took the opportunity to spread the lamb blanket, a specialty of Beiting, on it. He also placed blood coral at the head of the bed, placed several red candles and incense burners on the table, and stuffed the lighter into the drawer below.

"What is the captain doing?"

"I do not know."

Long Yao and Long Li were whispering to each other, watching the river otters coming in and out, carrying buckets and pouring water in an orderly manner.

Normally, they are the ones who clean the elders' rooms, at most Aunt Li who often changes the beds can be counted. But today Liang Qu actually went against his usual behavior and let La La come?
Weird!
late at night.

A ball of warm and luxurious light is wrapped in the red gauze.

The guests in the restaurant dispersed in groups of two or three. Some of them who were not satisfied would call the boatman in front of the door, throw a few copper coins, and go to the painted boat with colorful lights.

There are not many fish in winter, so many fishermen can't sit idle. They all wrap themselves in straw raincoats and do the work of welcoming and seeing off guests in the cold weather. Some of the guests are half drunk and dizzy, and they are very generous. If you catch one, you will make a lot of money.

Therefore, whenever people come out, there is always a scramble for things.

natural.

If you encounter someone who pretends to be drunk and refuses to give you money, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

"Uncle!" Liang Qu called a fisherman to stop Su Guishan, "My nephew has something to do tonight. Can you please move to the government office to deal with it for one night?"

Su Guishan half-closed his eyes and looked at Liang Qu for a long time. Seeing that his face was slightly red and he seemed to be in a state of sudden realization, he lightly tapped his index finger.

"Heh, I thought you weren't quite right today. You got up early in the morning and started boxing and jumping up and down like a monkey on Mount Lu. How come you have cultivated the Pure Yang Boy's Kung Fu to the Great Perfection Stage?"

"My dear uncle!"

Liang Qu clasped his hands together.

"You are quite shy." Su Guishan jumped onto the boat and stroked his white beard, "Tonight's account..."

Liang Qu took out some silver and threw it to the boatman: "Just like Master Niu, whatever you have, I'll give it to you!"

"Boatman, catch up with the one in front."

"Okay, sit tight!"

The boatman lit the charcoal stove and paddled to break the shadow of the moon, which penetrated the gaps between the boats and created layers of ripples.

Wow~
White foam appeared, the water flow rolled back into a whirlpool, and the moonlight was broken.

After adding water, Long Eying took a few flints from the bamboo basket and threw them into the hot pool. The lush black algae at the bottom of the pool slowly covered and devoured the water, and the water temperature gradually rose, producing white mist under the moonlight.

Take off your shoes before entering the house.

inside the compartment.

The clothes were taken off and fell to the ankles.

Long Eying tied up her hair, stepped out of the pile of clothes, wrapped herself in a white cotton bath towel, walked into the steam room, sat on a wooden bench, closed her eyes and rested.

Not long.

The door was wide open, letting in a little cold air from the compartment.

Suddenly someone stirred up the white mist and sat down side by side.

The water mist is hazy.

Long Eying dug her toes into the ground and her hair stood on end. The person sitting next to her was neither Long Yao nor Long Li. The touch was different. He was taller than them, harder than them, and even hotter than them.

White mist flows.

Sweat oozed from her neck and slid down the curve. Long Eying squeezed the cotton towel tightly, exhaled lightly, and mustered up the courage to open her eyes.

The two were silent, hidden in the fog.

Breathe and smell each other.

My heart started beating faster and my face felt hot.

There were marks on her fingertips from being pinched by her nails. Long Eying pursed her lips and leaned gently on the shoulder of the person next to her.

My nose was filled with a faint fragrance. There was no water in the wooden house yet, but it felt like warm water was rising and falling beneath my body, and every pore was relaxed and stretched.

Liang Qu turned his head.

The hair stuck to Long Eying's forehead, looking a little messy. The water mist evenly adhered to her skin, from her round shoulders to her plump chest that was half covered by the bath towel and slightly raised, all of which were shining.

What snow lard do you want?

Not useful at all.

he thinks.

"call!"

White fog disturbance.

Liang Qu let out a long breath and suddenly stood up.

He wrapped his left hand around Long Eying's waist and his right hand around her thigh. He squeezed out the plump and soft flesh between his five fingers, and his palm, mixed with sweat and water droplets, slid all the way down to the crotch.

The skin that was rubbed by the rough palm felt hot, and Long Eying's heart beat in her chest.

boom!
Liang Qu straightened his position, kicked open the door of the wooden house, walked through the white mist, and strode towards the bedroom.

The gallery.

Long Yao and Long Li picked up their spare clothes and widened their eyes.

They witnessed with their own eyes the candle being lit in the room, and Tata Kai ran out of the house. Then the elder hugged Long E Ying horizontally, and the two of them wrapped themselves in a cotton towel, with white smoke billowing from their bodies, and flashed into the house.

This is this...

The young mind was greatly shocked!
The two stood there in shock, at a loss as to what to do.

Sudden.

Long Li's thoughts jumped, and he quickly ran to the bedroom and knocked on the window hard.

"Elder! Please remember to put a white towel under your clothes! Please remember!"

The atmosphere in the room became awkward.

half an hour.

The sound of Liangqu is muffled.

"Know!"

Long Li breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Long Yao and strode into the wooden house.

"Why do we need to put a white towel under it?" Long Yao asked.

Long Li opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain for a moment: "Oh, it's the rule anyway! The rule is like this!"

in the bedroom.

The candlelight was dim, Liang Qu and Long Eying looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Laugh for a long time.

Only breathing remained in the room.

The red face turned even redder.

Every blood vessel in the body was swollen, like boiling water or flowing magma. The burning heat from the heartburn evaporated the little moisture, and the lips were so dry that they were cracked and white skin appeared.

Liang Qu untied the bath towel and spread out the white towel, spreading its wings like a butterfly. He looked at the chest turning from soft white to pink, and then upwards, Long Eying's whole face was as if she was drunk, emitting a smoky fragrance.

Their eyes met, and they subconsciously looked away. Then, they couldn't help but look at each other, couldn't help but look at each other, like a big transparent hand.

He could see the edges of his pupils quivering, dilating across the iris in excitement.

He could feel his wrist being gripped tightly, and it hurt slightly from the nails digging into it.

He could also feel the lower abdomen softening and tightening.

nice.

He bent down and kissed her red lips.

The heart beat briskly into the palm of his hand.

Long Eying grabbed the bed sheet, her slender white arch tensed.

The earth fell silent.

The world is dark.

Occasionally a meteor breaks through the darkness and pierces into the Milky Way.

The candle flame flickered faintly, emitting a scorching heat wave, and the red light of the blood coral flickered continuously.

Under the eaves, the swallows folded their wings, shook off the fine snow on their bodies, and returned to their warm nests.

The lights are bright. The moon is dim. The tent is warm and fragrant. The spring bell is late. I hear the cuckoo in my dream.

(End of this chapter)