small rivers and lakes

Zhong Yi dawdled until the water in the bathtub was almost cold, then Zhong Yi rubbed over, sat on the side of the couch, stretched out her hand to rub Le Wuyou's body, and felt that the martial arts practitioners had strong bones, beautiful and flexible muscles, and a full and smooth touch Drive him almost insane.

Le Wuyou hid in the couch feebly, with a hoarse voice: "Don't come again... I can't do it..."

"I won't mess with you," Zhong Yi leaned over and chuckled softly in his ear, "I want to give you a bath."

Le Wuyou half-opened his eyes, stared at him blankly, and only after a while did he realize that his body was filled with this little beast. His face became hot and he pushed his hand away: "Myself Come."

"I want to take care of you." Zhong Yi grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms. With the other hand, he picked up his legs and hugged him lightly.

Feeling sticky and slippery with his fingers, Zhong Yi was taken aback, couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and lingered vigorously on his chest, moved his lips up, kissed the corner of his lips, and said with a low laugh: "Little mouth After swallowing so much...would you be pregnant?"

Le Wuyou became angry from embarrassment, raised his arm and slapped him with a palm.

Zhong Yi hugged him with both hands, there was no way to avoid it, so she had to bite the bullet and received his slap head on, only to hear a crisp slap, and the palm slapped loudly on her face.

Both of them were a little confused.

Le Wuyou opened his mouth slightly, looked at him in surprise, paused, and the villain complained first and asked, "Why don't you hide?"

Zhong Yi blinked, and said with a shameless smile: "I have heard people say that hitting is kissing, scolding is love, Ah You hits so loudly, does it mean that you are very rare for me?"

"Fart!" Le Wuyou burst out laughing, being pressed and tossed by this little bastard all night, playing tricks inside and out, he held back the evil fire and wanted to beat him up , but suddenly felt that it was meaningless to have an incident in bed.

This guy has a world of love for him, so let him play however he likes.

What's more, his shameless words just now are quite reasonable. Although what happened last night was easy and yin and yang were reversed, but the various methods that he learned without a teacher really made him very comfortable and rare. Woolen cloth.

Zhong Yi put the person into the tub, took off his clothes and sat in, the tub was steaming, and the warm hot water wrapped the two of them, Le Wuyou narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Ayou," Zhong Yi leaned against his hands and feet, looked at his tired and pale face through the steaming heat, felt that his heart had melted into a pool of spring water, rippling with silver waves, and murmured, "After living for so many years, today, I just felt like a man."

Le Wuyou closed his eyes, and snorted out from his nose: "It's so rare, you were a woman before you were co-authored?"

"Tsk..." Zhong Yi choked on his words and rolled her eyes. She crawled under the water with her fingers, touched between his legs and grabbed him hard, and said angrily, "Aren't you the best at knowing whether I am a man or not? Is it possible that you won’t admit it after eating it dry? Don’t forget that there is still evidence here!”

He was very skillful in his hands, and with only two moves, Le Wuyou suddenly turned his face up, gasped for breath, came out from the bottom with a clatter of water dripping arms, supported the edge of the bucket, and wanted to stand up and run, but was caught Zhong Yi quickly pressed it back.

"Don't come!" Le Wuyou yelled urgently, this night was really refreshing, but also really scary, the feeling of being swept in by strange pleasure like a stormy sea is both ecstasy and life-threatening, if you want to be crushed again It was like killing him the last time.

Zhong Yi hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't come, I really won't come."

Le Wuyou looked at him, with vigilance and complaints in his eyes, which made Zhong Yi feel loved and distressed at the same time, and lowered his voice softly: "Okay, okay, I really won't come , I am not a beast."

"You're a beast in clothes." Le Wuyou snorted sullenly, just as he was relieved, he suddenly felt a hand touching the tip of his buttocks, and suddenly stood up with a jolt.

With a splash, there was a huge splash of water, and Zhong Yi was drenched all over his head and face. He was dazed, and looked at him blankly: "What's wrong with you? Uh..."

The two of them stood and sat in the hot tub, their postures were a bit unsightly, Zhong Yi couldn't help but start to dream about things, and even resolutely discovered: Ayou's inner thigh had been sucked out several bruises by herself Purple bruises...

"Hey! You're still in a good mood! You can't come anymore, and you still stretched out your cheap paws to touch me?" Le Wuyou looked at those sly eyes, and knew that this guy didn't hold back any good intentions. Putting his hands on the edge of the bucket, his legs clattered like a big fish, bringing out a big splash, and he was about to jump out of the bucket in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Yi's eyes widened, and he made a sudden move, grabbed his knees with both hands, and dragged him into the bucket: "Don't run, I really won't come, I just want to wash you, you can't reach there alone! "

"You think I'll believe it?" Le Wuyou raised her long legs and kicked him in the face with water droplets.

Zhong Yi raised his arm to block it, grabbed his calf with his backhand, grabbed his calf with the other hand, and clasped his calf with a set of crisp and neat small grasping hands, and pulled him back hard, trying to push him from the edge of the barrel Pull up and down.

How could Le Wuyou be restrained so easily, the other leg was as fast as a shooting star, whipping towards him with the force of a gust of wind.

Zhong Yi had to let go of his hands, folded his palms by his ears, and firmly blocked his whip legs. Looking up, he saw these slender long legs shining brightly in front of his eyes. I couldn't help raising my hand to touch it, rubbing my face against it, and murmured: "Good leg..."

"Little bastard!" Le Wuyou cursed with a smile, her long legs rested on his shoulders with a sudden force, and pressed down with such force.

Zhong Yi was forced to lean back, and had to use her internal strength to resist his fierce leg strength, and gritted her teeth: "Murder my husband!"

"This is called righteousness killing relatives!" Le Wuyou smirked, and suddenly pressed again, causing the tub to tremble.

"Huh..." Zhong Yi was taken aback, and shouted urgently, "Be careful, this barrel is going to..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound, the wooden barrel was split into pieces, and hot water gushed out like a tide, Le Wuyou subconsciously wanted to fly, but unexpectedly, his long legs were firmly held by Zhong Yi, dragging him firmly hind legs.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Zhong Yi jumped forward, hugged his waist, turned around in the air, and his back fell heavily on the water-stained ground. Worried head twitched.

A mournful little voice rang out from under him: "Oh my dear mother, this is called murdering your own husband..."

Le Wuyou sat up, but refused to get off him, sat on his lap and turned around.

Zhong Yi lay down on the bottom as a big meat pad, she really fell into a mess, suddenly saw a long leg passing by in front of her face, before she had time to see the alluring scenery between the legs, she saw Le Wuyou His body leaned down, and his hands pressed down on his outstretched arms, almost face to face.

The star-like eyes are close at hand, slightly bent: "Ah Jue, Ah Jue."

He yelled twice, but stopped talking, and only looked at him with melting eyes and smiled.

Zhong Yi looked at him with a gentle smile: "I'm here."

Le Wuyou said, "I'm here too."

"It couldn't be better." Zhong Yi looked at him and smiled, with some hot eye circles. We all climbed out of the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood. You are here, and I am too. It is really great.

Le Wuyou leaned over and kissed his eyes.

The two embraced and were about to deepen the kiss when Zhong Yi moved his ears sensitively. Le Wuyou also noticed it, and turned his head to look at the closed door.

Zhong Yi patted him on the shoulder, picked him up and put him on the imperial concubine's couch, pulled up the clothes to cover them, picked up a piece of clothes, and at the same time put on his body, he flew up to the door without a sound , opened the door abruptly.

Grandma Hairpin, Jiubao, Bustard and Guigong all fell to the ground.

Zhong Yi: "..."

The madam was the first to get up, kicked Gui Gong on the ass, and cursed: "My old lady caught you being lazy again, did you chop the firewood? Did you wash the pot? Have you all ground the pearl powder? What's the matter?" You haven’t done anything, yet you dare to let the old lady walk around and look at the dick, believe it or not, the old lady took your two stupid tricks down and made a fuss about it?”

Mr. Gui was kicked by her and ran away.

Immediately, the madam put on an innocent expression of "I didn't do anything", waved the handkerchief to Zhong Yi, and moved sideways to the door in small steps, muttering in her mouth: "Wanfu Jin'an, the big shopkeeper, Fushou and Ankang, my wife. A pair made in heaven, a pair of talented and beautiful people who have been together for a hundred years, will grow old together..."

When the voice disappeared, the person had already fled outside the door, turned around, waved a small handkerchief and ran away twisting his waist.

Jiu Bao got up, looked at her eldest brother with radiance, and asked considerately, "How is Mr. Le treating you?"

Zhong Yi thought about the affection of the night before, and smiled: "Very good."

"Then I'm relieved," Jiubao patted him on the shoulder, "You've worked hard, I'll make some Guyuan ointment for you later."

Zhong Yi looked at his leaving figure, blinked his eyes, and always felt that something was wrong... His eyes fell on Granny Hairpin, and found that the old woman was looking at him with a very complicated look, which made his hair stand on end for no reason: "senior?"

Granny Hairpin had no expression on her face, she turned her eyes to the imperial concubine's couch, looked at the figure on it for a while, then turned around suddenly, and walked away with a flick of her sleeves.

Zhong Yi was startled: "Senior?"

Granny Hairpin slowly walked away on a crutch with a dragon head, and an old voice came from afar: "Treat him well."

"It's natural." Zhong Yi laughed.

There was silence in the brothel in the early morning, Zhong Yi went downstairs and walked around, ordered the small kitchen to make some porridge and side dishes, and walked back briskly.

The warm sunlight came in from the window, casting light and shadow in the building. Zhong Yi stood on the wooden stairs, looked up at the light and shadow, felt the warmth of the warm sunset on his face, and smiled uncontrollably from the corners of his lips .

"Good weather..." He muttered to himself, turned to look at the room upstairs, let out a breath of foul air, and laughed loudly, "Good weather..."

When he walked back to the room, Le Wuyou had already put on his clothes, and was sitting by the window looking out, while a few servants cleaned up the wet floor.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Le Wuyou turned his head, saw Zhong Yi appearing at the door, and laughed.

Zhong Yi came over and sat down opposite him, and the servants brought a pot of tea and a plate of almond cakes, the two slowly ate tea under the warm autumn sun, no one spoke, but the atmosphere was pleasant very.

After a long while, Jiubao came in with a large tray, red dates and chestnut porridge, flower rolls, steamed eggs, ham stewed tofu, cold cabbage core, filled a large bowl of red dates porridge for Zhong Yi: "Brother, You worked hard last night, eat more."

"Pfft..." Le Wuyou took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

Zhong Yi was holding the bowl, her heart was as complicated as holding poison, she tried her best to maintain a calm smile on her face, she roared calmly on the surface: What kind of bear?As much as you know!How much do you know?

Le Wuyou took a bite of the flower roll, and said earnestly, "Did you hear that, shopkeeper? Eat more, you worked hard last night."

Zhong Yi smiled like a flower, twirled an orchid finger and flicked at him, and said angrily: "It's not all because you are not considerate..."

"..." Le Wuyou choked on a mouthful of flower rolls.

Jiu Bao held back her laughter, and suddenly remembered something: "Grandma Hairpin Hua left just now."

"What?" Zhong Yi was taken aback.

"After leaving this room just now, my mother-in-law left alone," Jiubao said, "I asked, and she said that the two of you are an eyesore, so it's better not to see each other, and she said that there will be a time to see you again." .”

Le Wuyou swallowed a mouthful of porridge, took the flower roll down, and frowned slightly thinking of the various behaviors of the hairpin mother-in-law.

"What's the matter, Ayou?"

"I always feel that my mother-in-law has a very familiar feeling," Le Wuyou said, "Words and deeds are a bit like... my mother."

"Aunt Le?" Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows, not too surprised, and thought, "I heard that Aunt Le's disguise technique is famous all over the world. Men, women, young and old, tall, short, fat, and thin, can be transformed into illusions without showing any traces. Hairpin Flower Granny is her disguise... It is not impossible, after all, Hairpin Flower Granny is one of the Three Immortals outside Fangwai, she has been hiding from the world for many years, you and I have never seen her real face, when I first met my senior that day, I just felt This person's clothing and makeup are very similar to the rumored Granny Hairpin, so it is very possible that she was mistaken."

Le Wuyou sighed: "I don't care if she is the real hairpin mother-in-law, but I really care if she is my mother."

Jiubao interrupted: "How can there be a biological mother who does not know each other when they meet?"

"My mother's acting is weird," Le Wuyou said, "It's very understandable. Maybe there is some reason why she doesn't want to recognize me... Well, it's probably because I'm too sensitive and far-fetched. How could my mother-in-law be like this? Is it my mother?"

Zhong Yi knows that mother and child are connected, and there are some mysterious feelings that outsiders can't empathize with, so he said softly: "Didn't Jin Luxue say that Aunt Le may still be alive, even if she is not mother-in-law, then maybe it is someone else. Martial arts, it shouldn't be too difficult to find a glimmer of life from the killing."

"You don't know," Le Wuyou shook his head, "My mother's temperament is fierce and heroic, she would rather bend than bend, and the battle that night was so tragic, she will definitely not live alone."

"Where's the corpse?" Zhong Yi raised his voice.

Le Wuyou was startled, and looked up at him: "What?"

"Golden Luxue said that the corpse collected that day was not Aunt Le at all," Zhong Yi said, "I want to see the corpse, Ayou! Without a corpse, no one can talk about life and death in vain, and give up lightly!"

The words were gentle but deafening, Le Wuyou's heart trembled, and as he met his eyes, he suddenly thought that in the ten years since he disappeared, whether Zhong Yi was as hopeful as he is now, and never gave up?

It was as if gurgling spring water flowed slowly through his body, gently nourishing his limbs and bones, and he smiled softly: "You are right, thank you for waking me up."

Zhong Yi raised his hand and held the back of his hand: "I will search with you. If we can't find it in one year, we can't find it in ten years. We can't find it in ten years. We can't find it in 20 years. There will always be a day when the clouds will bloom and the moon will shine of."

"Ah."

Jiu Bao quit Accord with a pale face, feeling that she was very redundant.