small rivers and lakes

"Sorry." Le Wuyou hurriedly wanted to grab something to wipe him, but suddenly realized that she was sitting naked on a large carved bed, but she couldn't use the quilt to wipe his face, and her outstretched hand couldn't help but stiffen Living.

Zhong Yi immediately stuffed a silk handkerchief into his hand like a stream, then propped his hands on the bed, leaned forward, leaned in front of him, and raised his smiling face.

There was nothing dirty on his face, just a few drops of wine splashed on it.

Le Wuyou grabbed the silk handkerchief and wiped it a few times, and then slowly stopped.

Zhong Yi smiled like spring, and asked with a soft smile, "Why don't you wipe it off? What's more, here, and here..."

"No, no more." Le Wuyou blushed for no reason. The two of them were too close, which made his heartbeat speed up uncontrollably. Lanhai Yunxia, ​​just like learning Le Qishu to hold a sword to watch flowers, witnessing a night cloud in full bloom, just like the long-lasting fireworks that were set off on Tianque Mountain during the reunion festival.

But it's different, Yunxia, ​​Yetan, fireworks, the beauty is beautiful, and it's gone after watching it, but the affectionate and smiling eyes in front of him made him not want to stop admiring him, he wanted to kiss him.

"Why not? There are more here." Zhong Yi's laughter sounded on his face.

Le Wuyou came back to his senses, and was surprised that the other party had invaded in front of his eyes. He was startled, and his soft lips touched him.

Warm breath fell on his face, Le Wuyou's breathing quickened, his eyes widened subconsciously, and from Zhong Yi's dark smiling eyes, he saw the fiery love.

It turned out to be this feeling...

Soft, warm, entangled lips and tongue, the comfort brought by it made his limbs numb, as if those clouds, night clouds, and fireworks were all blooming in his mind, making him unable to see or hear anything in an instant , Can't think, the whole heart has turned into a pool of spring water, and then there are layers of ripples from the spring water.

Le Wuyou subconsciously raised one hand and placed it on Zhong Yi's shoulder, while supporting his body with the other hand, he responded in a somewhat ignorant and bewildered manner.

Zhong Yi propped her hands on the bed and kissed lingeringly.

The bright sun at noon came in from the window lattice, casting a bright spot of light on the white wall, as if he was in a blissful mood at the moment.

They didn't know how long they had kissed, and when they separated, they were already out of breath.

Zhong Yi raised his hand to caress Le Wuyou's cheek, his eyes were as soft as moonlight, and asked softly with some anxiety: "Ayou, are we now... are we..."

"What is it? It's just a kiss on the small mouth. Don't try to rely on me. Back then, the old man was the number one playboy in Jinling who never touched his body among thousands of flowers, heh."

Le Wuyou used three points of his internal strength to calm down his beating drumbeat, and deliberately put on a straight face to pretend to be calm, but the blush on his cheeks betrayed him.

Zhong Yi lowered her head and chuckled, thinking of my Ayou, if you are not moved, why are you blushing?He didn't show his bravery, but sighed softly: "That's all, I'm willing to wait."

"You..." Le Wuyou paused, he didn't expect him to be so easily dismissed, he choked for a while.

Zhong Yi picked up the Jiuniang Yuanxiao again, and took a sip first: "It's getting cold, I'll go to the stove to warm it up." Saying that, he got up and walked out the door.

A hand suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Looking back, I saw Le Wuyou sitting with the quilt, the brocade quilt slipped off, revealing her fair body, her slender fingers grabbed the corner of his clothes, looked up at him, with a hint of embarrassment in her beautiful eyes: "You... ...you just give up?"

Zhong Yi was stunned: "I didn't give up."

"Then why don't you beg me twice more?" Le Wuyou raised her chin haughtily, and snorted, "If you beg, maybe the old man will agree because he sees you pity."

Zhong Yi bent his eyes and laughed: "I adore you, if you also adore me, then naturally we are in love with each other, if you don't have feelings for me beyond friends, although I will be sad, but I can get along day and night I am already satisfied, so whether you agree or not, I will always love you the same, so what is there to force?"

"There's so much nonsense..." Le Wuyou muttered, grabbing the hem of his clothes suddenly and pulling him over.

"Hey..." Zhong Yi was staggered by him, Jiuniang Yuanxiao flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Le Wuyou threw Zhong Yi onto the bed, pressed his shoulders with both hands, leaned over, and lowered her head to kiss his mouth.

Zhong Yi's eyes widened suddenly, seeing Le Wuyou closing his eyes and kissing, he couldn't help showing a smirk, raised his hand to hold the back of his head, and kissed him gently and forcefully.

After the kiss was over, Le Wuyou's lips were as red as blood, and with his index finger hooking Zhong Yi's chin, he said with a smile: "Zhong Yi, Zhong Yi, the old man likes you very much."

"Haha," Zhong Yi laughed, "Love, love, I fell in love with you at first sight too."

Le Wuyou snorted: "Don't mention this name again!"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it if you don't mention it." Zhong Yi looked at his face bewilderedly, thinking to himself: How can this person be so good-looking?Her eyes cut water, as if she could speak, making people want to kiss at first glance, and want to kiss again after kissing...

So he kissed her again.

The afternoon in the ruined courtyard was lingering and quiet, the two kissed lingeringly, and at the end Zhong Yi kissed his eyelids, leaning their foreheads together, rubbing their ears together, and said with a smile: "Three kisses confirm love, Ayou is not allowed to deny it any more. "

Le Wuyou hummed: "That depends on the mood of the old man."

Zhong Yi immediately showed a miserable expression on the verge of tears.

As if they sympathized with Dou Chukai's young boy, the two leaned together for half a day, Zhong Yi asked: "Ayou looks very good today, what dream did you have last night?"

"I dreamed about my mother," Le Wuyou bent his eyes, as if thinking of something extremely happy, "I dreamed that my mother came back and scolded in my ear, 'Stinky boy, once you leave my mother's side, you will become a This kind of virtue is really useless, but...but..."

"But what?"

Le Wuyou blushed for no reason: "Nothing."

Zhong Yi looked at him suspiciously.

Le Wuyou intentionally put on a straight face and pretended to be indifferent, but in his heart he thought of Le Qishu's scolding in his dream: "But it's kind of interesting to be blind to a stinky man."

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but raise the corners of my lips again.

Zhong Yi didn't know why, but just looking at Le Wuyou's smile, he felt full of joy, leaned up and pecked the corner of his mouth, and said, "Golden Hair Snow said that Aunt Le might still be alive, and you have such a dream again, Maybe it's some kind of guidance, Aunt Le is really coming back soon?"

Le Wuyou nodded heavily: "Of course it couldn't be better."

The two were talking, when the door was knocked suddenly, and Anji's depressed voice sounded outside: "Bastard Zhong Yi, don't you have a single servant in your den? Why didn't anyone come to invite Ben to dinner?"

"There is water in the well and rice in the kitchen. If you want to eat, you can cook it yourself," Zhong Yi said coolly, "Please take the consciousness of being a hostage, the young leader. Although you are not required to be quiet like a quail, please don't be as noisy as a quail." Just a hen, as long as your lord obediently takes out the antidote, I will send you back to the head of the League immediately, and ten little servant girls will serve you every day, so naturally you don’t have to suffer here.”

"Who... who has ten little maids!" Anji yelled angrily, "How dare you slander me!"

Zhong Yi snorted impatiently: "Now I am the one who is superior in skills, so I will slander you. What can you do? Get the hell out of the door, don't bother me."

Anji choked, obviously unable to adapt to this guy's condescending tone, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and shouted: "You adulterers and adulterers! What are you doing inside with the door closed?"

"Of course it's what an adulterer should do." Le Wuyou's lazy voice came out.

"An adulterer...what to do..." Anji didn't know what to think of, his fair face flushed, he kicked the door hard, and roared angrily, "Shameless!"

Hearing the sound of footsteps running away outside the door, Le Wuyou pounded on the bed and laughed loudly: "It's a miracle that An Guangsha can raise such innocent children."

"Anji is very smart, if he is properly guided, he might not be able to become a qualified alliance leader."

Le Wuyou had a thought: "Are you going to abolish the leader?"

"To tell you the truth, I have a deep blood feud with An Guangsha," Zhong Yi said softly, holding one of his hands and playing with his palm, "Many years ago, he was in distress, and his mother kindly took him in and passed on his hand. Peerless martial arts, but I didn't expect that he would avenge his kindness and slaughter the city overnight in order to occupy the treasures and martial arts of my clan."

Le Wuyou was taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "Ling Ci..."

"Died by his sword," Zhong Yi closed his eyes in great pain, and when he opened them again, his beautiful phoenix pupils were filled with warmth again, and said calmly, "The death is very miserable and appalling."

Le Wuyou leaned forward, embraced him, and hugged him tightly: "My condolences."

"Hmm." Zhong Yi leaned against his arms, smelling the warm breath with the tip of her nose, and relaxed her whole body.

The two hugged quietly for a moment, and Le Wuyou remembered something: "You once said that you came from a family of salt merchants in the East China Sea."

"Since you know it's a lie, don't expose it," Zhong Yi smiled wryly, but he was not ashamed, "Now that we are in the same heart, I have to tell you about this, Ayou, I am not the son of a salt merchant, but an immortal from overseas. Mingshan City, my real name is Zhonglijue, and my late mother is the sixth-generation city lord Zhongli Mingyue."

Le Wuyou was startled, but soon relieved: "No wonder I've never heard of this Xianming mountain city, but you are so precious. You came to the Central Plains to take revenge?"

Zhong Yi said: "I want to expose An Guangsha's face and let everyone in the martial arts world know how hypocritical he is. Over the years, I have uncovered many hidden cases. He's ruined."

Le Wuyou said seriously: "In the future, I will help you, just like you spared no effort to help me."

Zhong Yi rubbed against his chest, and murmured: "I help you because it's love at first sight, and you help me..."

"Of course it's because I like it!"

Zhong Yi paused, and couldn't help laughing again.

It was getting late, Zhong Yi looked at the sky outside the window, kissed Le Wuyou on the face, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to Luoyang City later."

"What's the matter?"

"Go buy two sets of clothes for Ah You." Zhong Yi smiled and pulled up the quilt for him, teasing, "Although I like to see you without clothes, but always look at it, it will attract me." Proud self-control has caused great distress."

Le Wuyou leaned against the head of the bed, the quilt only reached his waist, and he showed his thin upper body carelessly. He looked down and was very puzzled by his troubles: "We are all men, cover your face, the bottom is exactly the same of."

"How could it be the same?" Zhong Yi explained earnestly, "I looked at my body, and I didn't have any blasphemous thoughts, but if it were Ayou, even if you were tightly wrapped, I would still...hehe ..."

Le Wuyou pulled out Zhihuang expressionlessly.

Zhong Yi's laughter stopped abruptly, and she lowered her eyes to look at the sword's edge against her throat, and said tremblingly, "Ah... Ah You, you must keep your hands steady, if you shake it, you will murder your husband Great crime!"

"Master Zhongli," Le Wuyou said with a smile, the tip of the sword left his throat, moved up slowly, gestured at his mouth, and said leisurely, "Although I can't hit your dumb point, I should still be able to cut your tongue .”

Zhong Yi shut her mouth tightly for an instant.

Before leaving, he grasped Le Wuyou's wrist nervously and felt his pulse for a while, and praised: "Grandma Zanhua is really skilled in martial arts, you don't have the messy aura in your body like yesterday, you should be fine."

Le Wuyou nodded, but suddenly grabbed Zhong Yi's wrist with his backhand, and his two fingers touched the pulse, his face gradually became gloomy: "The inner breath is vain, I remember you blocked the sword for me yesterday."

Zhong Yi freed his fingers: "There is no serious problem."

"Nonsense," Le Wuyou reached out to grab the hem of his clothes, "undress!"

Zhong Yi covered his chest with his hands, and said in amazement: "Young Master Le, you can't be so impatient! We are living under the fence, and there are two outsiders outside the door..."

"Stop talking." Le Wuyou said involuntarily, pulled off his collar, his eyes tightened suddenly, and saw a hideous wound on Zhong Yi's right chest, the flesh and blood had scabbed, mixed with strangely colored medicinal powder, looking shocking.

Zhong Yi pulled up her clothes in embarrassment, and chattered endlessly: "It looks scary, but the injury is not serious, the wound doesn't hurt, and it doesn't affect daily life at all, it's just at this time, Ayou, you dragged me to bed In this way, at least three hundred rounds can be done."

"Hehe, three hundred rounds..." Le Wuyou said coolly, "Why don't you just die?"