I have a portable prison

There are a lot of moss on both sides of the rough stone steps, the center is clean and tidy, spreading to the top one by one, two thick wooden doors are closed, an old plaque remains motionless in the cool breeze in the forest, and there are three big characters like wandering clouds and wild cranes written on it. :

Chengshui Temple

Zhao Qiqiu and Lin Zhao lay side by side on the couch.

The reclining chairs are placed on the corridor in front of the main hall, and there is a slightly turbulent pool in front of you.

Recently, Lin Zhao had a lung disease again, and he coughed a little on a rainy day, so Zhao Qiqiu simply urged him to go up the mountain to rest for a few days.Originally, Lin Zhao was someone who would never ask for leave no matter what anyone said, but when he heard that Zhao Qiqiu was finally going to invite him to his "house" on the mountain, after thinking about it for three days, he temporarily forgave Zhao Qiqiu's fraudulent death last year and took annual leave to go up the mountain up.

This mountain road is not easy to walk. Lin Zhao finally went up the mountain. When he saw the plaque of Chengshui Temple, he was stunned for half a minute.

But within two days, after all, Lin's parents grew up. After he put down his work, he quickly adapted to this kind of life of doing nothing, not to mention that Zhao Qiqiu's prisoner should serve him in life, and he couldn't be more ecstatic.

At this time, under the blowing of the warm wind, Lin Zhao had fallen asleep with Qian Guanmian's idle book on his face.

And Zhao Qiqiu's eyes were half closed, watching a person walking up and down the corridor in the middle of the lake in front.

This man is pushing a cart, in which there are buckets, watering cans, toolboxes, long scissors, sickles and other objects. His strong and slender body is covered with simple short-sleeved shorts and a wide-brimmed straw hat on his head. Back and forth in front of Zhao Qiqiu, the car went empty and came back full, as if weeding and trimming the garden were a very interesting thing.

The honest and silent appearance made Zhao Qiqiu feel elated, and felt like a slave owner in the old society.

Zhao Qiqiu's eyes swept over the other party wantonly, and pretended to be drowsy, but his heart gradually became hot as the other party walked by.

Zhao Qiqiu blushed, and took a quick glance at Lin Zhao, and found that the other party was really asleep, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly spurned himself, I bah, what kind of dirty thoughts, shut up!

"Ahem!" Zhao Qiqiu asked when Mingminglou passed by again, "What's in the kitchen?"

Mingminglou put down the cart, took off his gloves, lifted the teapot and poured a glass of water for Zhao Qiqiu, then said, "I don't know, do you want to go and have a look?"

Zhao Qiqiu thought about it for a moment, looking from the eyebrows on the left of Mingminglou to the eyebrows on the right, and from the broken hair on the top, to see the slightly rolling Adam's apple. When he finally looked at Mingminglou with burning eyes, Zhao Qiqiu felt itchy in his heart , and said: "Don't go!"

It's really that Mingminglou's explicit behavior has been too much recently, so he has to guard against it!

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!

Yesterday it was said that there was a thick tumor growing on the tree in the backyard, which affected the appearance very much. Zhao Qiqiu went to see it with him, but somehow he didn't go into the backyard halfway, and turned directly into the bedroom!It was as if the big bed somehow had a strong attraction to Mingminglou.

Hearing his direct refusal, Mingminglou didn't say much, put on gardening gloves again, and went to tidy up the unwarranted "tumor" on the flower tree according to what Zhao Qiqiu said, including all the other plants, which had already grown in three and a half days. It's a bit taller, and usually wild dogs take care of it. After yesterday, this arduous task fell on the shoulders of Mingminglou's strong firepower, and he was strictly prohibited from using spells and puppets.

Originally Lin Zhao came to recuperate, Zhao Qiqiu thought that Mingminglou would restrain himself, but he never expected that Xianminglou seemed to find it very exciting, or deliberately confronted Lin Zhao, who had been on guard since last year. Unable to satisfy him anymore, Zhao Qiqiu often wondered if Mingminglou had something like skin hunger and thirst.

This day was spent in the infinite busyness of Mingming Building. Zhao Qiqiu and Lin Zhao also finished watching two more movies. up.

"Master—what's for dinner?"

Zhao Qiqiu took over the job from Awuna: "Yesterday Hai Dayu entrusted me with a dream."

Qian Guanmian groaned, as if he was shocked that Hai Dayu actually sued him behind his back—the complaint must be beyond doubt.

"say what?"

Zhao Qiqiu: "I said that you have gained a lot of weight recently, and the pool is getting more and more crowded..."

Qian Guanmian clumsily recited a mantra, the water on his body began to dry up, scratched his head and said, "Then what can I do, is that one still developing?"

The pool water bubbled a few bubbles, Qian Guanmian snorted, took his special rice bowl from A Wu, and sat down with a smile.

The meal was lively and lively, but it was basically A Wu and Qian Guanmian who were lively. When it was late at night, Zhao Qiqiu personally lit three sticks of incense in the hall to say goodbye to the others.

knock knock knock.

In the distance, there was a knock on the gate of the temple.

Zhao Qiqiu paused, then continued to wipe the incense table carefully without looking back.

Very light footsteps walked towards the door, and with a creak, the door opened.

The ethereal and pleasant female voice slid across the pool and entered Zhao Qiqiu's ears.

"The little girl is Jin Yuyao from the Jinyue Cave in Hongyun Mountain. She left the customs the day before yesterday. I heard that your lord lives here, so I came here to pay a visit. The little girl has no other advantages, but...please give it a try."

Bang!

The door was closed heavily, and Zhao Qiqiu turned around in surprise. In the distance, there was the shadow of Mingminglou standing beside the door: "What strengths did she say?" I didn't hear the half sentence clearly, and I seriously doubted that Mingminglou directly blocked the other party's words. .

Mingminglou stepped on the trestle in the center of the pond and walked all the way to Zhao Qiqiu: "Are you curious?"

"Aren't you curious?"

"Or should I call her back?"

"Okay."

With nothing in his hand, the rag was roughly dragged away, Zhao Qiqiu immediately prepared to scold someone, looked up, and saw that Mingming finished wiping the incense table twice, even the corner of the table, then washed his hands in the copper basin, straightened up and said Sentence: "Her strengths are not uncommon, and I can do it too. Mr. Warden, do you want to try?"

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Zhao Qiqiu's ears warmed up inexplicably: "Actually, I'm not very curious."

Mingminglou put down the rag, washed his hands in the sink, and said, "No, you're curious."

"Really do not have……"

"No, it's too late."

His waist tightened, and Zhao Qiqiu's eyes suddenly turned upside down. When he came back to his senses, he was already supported by Mingminglou on his shoulders, and strode across the corridor at a very fast speed. He was thrown down by Mingminglou's shoulder.

There was a softness under his body, Zhao Qiqiu stared dumbfounded at the closing and locking of Mingminglou, as if it had been planned for a long time, and stammered: "You...what do you want to do?"

Mingminglou smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, let's try."

Don't be afraid, let's try? !

What's the difference between this swearing and me talking?

"What about my elder brother? He, he, he is still in the temple!"

Mingminglou waved down the triple partition barrier: "Don't worry, he's asleep."

"..." Judging by your technique, he doesn't seem to be asleep!

Zhao Qiqiu wanted to say something else, when his eyes went dark, the bed curtain was put down, and the hand that fell on his cheek was unexpectedly gentle, but not long after the gentleness, the other party suddenly wiped his lips heavily, and in the next second, deepened The sound of breathing sounded, and the heat on his lips took Zhao Qiqiu's breath away.

After some operations, he came prepared, and not long after, Zhao Qiqiu threw away his helmet and armor, and heard Xianminglou's hoarse voice say: "It's time, I really...let me love you, Zhao Qiqiu."

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." How should I say it?

Before he could think about it, everything became floating and in a daze. For this vulgar and beautiful night, Zhao Qiqiu was particularly impressed by one sentence.

"Brother...500 years...isn't enough!"

"..."

The author has something to say:

Zhao Qiqiu: Let alone 500 years, if this goes on, I may be gone tomorrow