small rivers and lakes

She was ridiculed for not being courted, and was traumatized both mentally and physically. Zhong Yi curled up tremblingly, and whispered, "Does Ayou despise me?"

Le Wuyou was taken aback: "What?"

"I'm not strong enough..." Zhong Yi said in a muffled voice, his fingers unconsciously grasping the sheets, and his voice was flimsy, "Although I practice swordsmanship, leg skills are still indispensable for a martial arts practitioner. Three Swords The reason why the six holes are terrifying is that one is because of the unbearable pain, and the other... is the terrible consequences that may be brought about by the three piercing wounds——Ayou, if I lose a leg from now on, you...forget it, ask this kind of question The question is really petty..."

His voice was naturally gentle and gentle, like the misty rain and peach blossoms in March in the south of the Yangtze River, but at this moment, in the tent with dim light, it was hollow and stagnant, like a drop of tears in Hu Chen.

As soon as the words came out, they were overwhelmed, and there was a moment of silence in the tent, only the howling autumn wind outside and the sound of each other's breathing.

Zhong Yi closed his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up in self-deprecating, just about to speak, suddenly a warm body approached him, he opened his eyes suddenly, saw Le Wuyou propping the ground with one hand, his whole body was overwhelmed on him.

With the dim moonlight shining into the tent, he saw that Le Wuyou's face was sinking like water, and his star-like eyes were like cold pools. He raised a hand and pinched his chin indifferently.

A lazy voice came from above: "Xiong, listen, I, Le Wuyou, am not a sensual person, and you may be the only one in this life, so you'd better take good care of your legs , if it is really unlucky and the leg is crippled, then in the next few decades, the old man will only have more unluckiness than you to accompany a cripple."

Zhong Yi opened her mouth in surprise.

Le Wuyou leaned over, and the moment his four lips rubbed together, a warm and slippery tongue slipped into his mouth.

The autumn wind whizzing past outside the tent did not stop at all, but the voices inside the tent became chaotic, the rapid panting, the friction of clothing materials, and the trembling rubbing, which caused the temperature of the square inch to rise rapidly.

Through the dim light, the quilt can be seen arched high, bobbing up and down in the shadows.

As time passed by, the entire camp had fallen into a deep sleep. Jiubao muttered that he drank too much water at night, while closing his eyes and getting up in a daze. When he walked past a tent, he suddenly heard Zhongyi's hoarse hissing from inside. Voice: "Ah...it hurts!"

Jiubao's calf gave way, and he almost fell down. He looked at the tent in astonishment, and then heard Le Wuyou's impatient voice: "Hold on...it's the first time I've done this kind of thing."

"Hmm..." Zhong Yi's provocative panting interspersed with a few soft words, "It's comfortable... Ayou... push harder..."

Jiubao blushed, covered her face and walked away quickly, then hurried back to her tent and suddenly remembered that she was going to wake up at night, it was really embarrassing, I didn't expect that the eldest brother was actually the one below...

Zhong Yi suddenly raised his neck, the moonlight shone on his face, as if it was extremely painful but also extremely comfortable, his brows were tightly furrowed, suddenly, he straightened his waist, shivered for a moment, and gradually calmed down.

He closed his eyes and took a few breaths, stretched out his arms, hugged Le Wuyou's neck, pressed it down hard, raised his face and kissed him, and murmured: "I'll help you..."

Le Wuyou stretched out a hand from under the quilt, grabbed a piece of clothing at random, wiped his palms clean, felt Zhong Yi reach out and put his hand into his clothes, and responded with a cry, closing his eyes with heat on his cheeks.

"Ayou, look at me." Zhong Yi's deep voice rang in his ears, and his warm breath rushed into his ears, making Le Wuyou's heart tremble slightly, panting quickly, his thick eyelashes trembled a few times, obeying opened his eyes.

Zhong Yi seemed to see the stars all over the sky for an instant, making the whole night brighter, he couldn't help but leaned down, and kissed his eyes.

"Mmm..." Le Wuyou trembled violently, his whole body trembling slightly.

A moment later, Zhong Yi stretched out his hand and separated his five fingers. Under the faint moonlight, the thick liquid between his fingers pulled out crystal clear and slender silver threads.

Panting heavily, Le Wuyou glanced at his fingers, turned away in embarrassment, and said angrily, "Wipe... wipe it off!"

"Where are the descendants of Ah You?" Zhong Yi stretched out her soft tongue, licked it between her fingers passionately, closed her eyes with a smile as if eating delicious food in the world, lowered her head and kissed the corner of his lips, and laughed in a low voice while rubbing against him. "Like Ayou, delicious!"

Le Wuyou's ears were red, and he hummed: "How can this kind of food be delicious?"

Zhong Yi smiled infatuatedly and said: "All these things in the world are not delicious, only Ayou's, which is fragrant and sweet, and tastes like roasted chestnuts with sugar... um..."

Le Wuyou covered his mouth angrily.

Zhong Yi's smile deepened, and the tip of her tongue licked his palm.

Le Wuyou's arm trembled, and he retracted.

But Zhong Yi kept chasing him, leaning forward, chasing his lips, Le Wuyou smiled and refused to let him kiss, the two rolled on the ground chasing.

Zhong Yi suddenly cried out in pain.

Le Wuyou was startled, and rushed over: "How is it? Did you touch the wound? Let me see..."

Before the words were finished, the end sound was kissed in the mouth.

Le Wuyou's eyes widened, and when he saw the narrow smiling eyes close at hand, he immediately reacted, and thought about Zhong Yi's self-pity just now, whether it was really sad or...

This little bastard!

He snorted softly, bit Zhong Yi's tongue hard, and at the same time, caught off guard and swung his palm away.

Zhong Yi shot quickly, raising his arm to block his attack.

Le Wuyou changed his trick, and Zhong Yi blocked it again.

Both of them didn't use their internal strength, their moves were light and quick, the sound of palms hitting each other was like a rainstorm on a summer night, pearls and jade falling into a plate, more than fifty moves had passed in an instant, but it was still a gesture of kissing.

——The feeling of rubbing hands together is too good, no one wants to let go first.

Le Wuyou attacked his chest with one hand, Zhong Yi raised his palm and pressed it down, Le Wuyou flipped his palm and pushed straight up, but Zhong Yi surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao with a move, no longer blocked, but attacked in a very obscene manner. his genitals.

Obscene, but useful!

Le Wuyou had no choice but to counterattack and defend. He swung his palm away from his peach-stealing claws, and then followed suit, stretching out his hand to grab between his legs.

However, Zhong Yi straightened out her hips calmly and shamelessly...

Le Wuyou grabbed his hand full, suddenly startled, his whole body froze.

Zhong Yi smirked, wrapped his arms around him, rolled on the ground, and rolled into the messy bedding, deepening the kiss lingeringly.

Lips and tongues were entangled, a silver thread that couldn't bear it slipped from his chin, Le Wuyou was kissed dizzy, gasping for breath, thinking intermittently in his heart: I can't be regarded as a pure person, but in front of this person, Innocent as a newborn baby...

Everything in this world depends on talent, and Zhong Yi must be the one with extraordinary talent!

The first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the gap in the tent, Le Wuyou opened his eyes, and saw his favorite sleeping face, only to feel that the phoenix eyes and eyebrows were picturesque, so beautiful.

Can't help but smiled, raised his hand, painted his eyebrows and eyes from the air, and muttered to himself: "Even for the beauty of this spring mountain, no one will be so cruel as to abandon you, let alone your unparalleled love..."

"That's what you said." Zhong Yi grabbed his fingers, opened his eyes, and said with a bright smile, "Le Wuyou, I will rely on you for the rest of my life."

Le Wuyou frowned, "Wow boy, are you still pretending to be asleep?"

"You are wronged, hero!" Zhong Yi shouted, "I only woke up after hearing your words!"

Le Wuyou sneered and refused to believe him.

Zhong Yi rolled into his arms, and kissed recklessly, while kissing, while yelling for grievances: "Hero Mingcha, I really only woke up after listening to your words, even in my sleep, As long as I hear your voice, I will wake up immediately..."

Le Wuyou let him kiss and touch, and thought a little badly that if he really couldn't touch the Ya hole, would it be feasible to find some needles and threads to sew the bird's beak...

There was a sound of walking outside the tent, everyone must have woken up, Le Wuyou pushed Zhong Yi: "Get out of here, it's time to get up."

"I want to hug Ah You like this forever." Zhong Yi said sweetly.

Le Wuyou glanced at him expressionlessly: "What are you thinking?"

The smile on Zhong Yi's face instantly collapsed.

After hanging around for a while, Jiubao came over and said coyly outside the tent: "Um... are you still awake? Mr. Le, please call my elder brother, although... well, that... It's better not to stay in bed .”

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Zhong Yi asked angrily.

"Hey?" Jiubao was surprised, and thought to himself: Big brother is in such good health, his martial arts are really strong!

Monk Zhong Yizhang turned his head in confusion, and said to Le Wuyou: "Although this child is old, his mind seems to be not sound. I didn't teach him well, forgive me, forgive me."

Le Wuyou: "..."

The two got up and got dressed, Le Wuyou looked at Zhong Yi's leg: "How's the wound? Didn't you touch it last night?"

Zhong Yi picked up his trousers and looked at the wound on his leg, showing a touch of surprise: "Madam Chang's medicine is really effective, and it has been shut down. It looks like this, before we arrive in Chang'an, it will be cured."

"Oh," Le Wuyou nodded, and said coolly, "It seems that you won't be limping anymore, congratulations."

"Happiness, same joy," Zhong Yi looked at him with a smile, eyes full of sincere congratulations, "In the next few decades, not only will you not have to guard a cripple, but you will also be able to sit and enjoy a peerless handsome man, It's really enviable."

"..." Le Wuyou thought anxiously that he should sew it up.

A group of people marched forward with donkeys and horses, and traveled very fast. When they entered Chang'an City, there were still ten days before Ding Gange's golden basin washed his hands.

Long Yunteng held the rein in his hand, and the steed snorted, walked up to Le Wuyou, and looked down at him: "Wuyou, I have some property in Chang'an, why don't you come to my house to rest for a while."

Le Wuyou responded with a smile: "Then bother..."

"I also have property in Chang'an," Zhong Yi interrupted him suddenly, "As another master, Ah You naturally wants to live in his own house."

Le Wuyou was taken aback, and looked up at him who was leaning on the donkey: "You?"

Zhong Yi felt quite uncomfortable, and said depressedly: "I have been the hall master for a few years anyway, do I look so poor?"

Le Wuyou laughed suddenly, yes, although this kid is young, he was once powerful. It is normal for him to have a few properties in the towering and majestic city of Chang'an.

Long Yunteng smiled slightly, cupped his hands, bid farewell to the four, and led his entourage in fresh clothes and angry horses to his other courtyard.

Le Wuyou smiled and looked at Zhong Yi: "May I ask City Lord Zhongli, where is your property?"

Jiubao rushed to say: "In Pingkang."

The smile on Le Wuyou's face froze, and he said dumbly: "The old man once heard that: Pingkangli enters the north gate and returns east to Sanqu, which is the gathering place where prostitutes live."

"Ayou is so knowledgeable!" Zhong Yi praised, "This sentence comes from "Beilizhi", which is the grand scene of our Pingkangli."

"If I'm right..."

"Not bad!"

Le Wuyou's eyes were dead.

Under the leadership of Jiu Bao, the four passed through the crowd led by Gao Guanbo, and came to an exceptionally lively neighborhood. They saw Zhulou Gaoge, BMW Xiangche, paper fans and golden drunks, and fragrant servant girls like clouds...

It was evening at this time, and the setting sun was shining golden, illuminating the row upon row of pavilions. In the carved and painted windows, the lazy sister leaned on the window and looked into the distance, looking at the group of four people with strange eyes.

——Two handsome men, with their mother-in-law and girl, came to visit this leisure place...

Stopping outside an extraordinarily beautiful tall building, Zhong Yi proudly waved his fan: "Ayou, look, this is the country I built for you!"

A madam with heavy make-up rushed forward waving a handkerchief, her breasts twitching wildly: "Heroes, come in and play... er... shopkeeper?"

Le Wuyou looked at Zhong Yi, and asked blankly, "You built a brothel for me?"

"Vulgar!" Zhong Yi corrected him solemnly, "For my husband, this is the biggest brothel in Chang'an City!"