Proud of the rivers and lakes

Fu Jinghong hit another rabbit.

After skillfully roasting it and brushing it with a thick layer of honey, Fu Jinghong ate up the rabbit in a few strokes, and then he ran to the small pool to take a bath.

Now that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, he can't wait to soak in the pool water all day long.

The water in the pool was ice-cold and very comfortable. Fu Jinghong let out a long sigh of relief, and lazily leaned against a big rock beside the pool, looking bored at the distant forest.

From time to time, there was a breeze blowing by, blowing the branches and leaves of some trees to sway, and a few frightened birds suddenly rushed out, and soon disappeared.

Fu Jinghong soaked for a while, then climbed ashore, without drying his hair and body, he just put a thin shirt on his body, didn't fasten his belt, and didn't straighten his skirt, just let it go The water droplets dripping from the hair tip made the thin clothes translucent.

It was the text at this time, the sun was shining, and Fu Jinghong felt a little drowsy after being exposed to the scorching sun. In fact, there was nothing to do in this mountain. Eat as you want, sleep as you want, Unfettered.

Fu Jinghong walked slowly towards the cabin.

In fact, it is no longer a log cabin. The original small log cabin has been doubled by Leng Qixuan and the others, and a well was opened in front of the log cabin not long ago.

When Fu Jinghong returned to the cabin, the other people seemed to have not returned. He looked up at the sun directly above him, reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his brow, and then walked to the well and bent down to collect the well rope .

Pulling up the well rope, I saw a bamboo basket tied underneath, and there was a medium-sized watermelon in the bamboo basket.

Coincidentally, when Leng Qixuan and the others dug this well, they only thought about the convenience of getting water, but later they gradually discovered that the well water in this well is actually very wonderful, warm in winter and cool in summer, and the well water in winter is very warm It can be used for bathing, and the winter in this mountain is not really cold, they can save some firewood in winter, and in summer they directly use the cold spring water to chill some fruits such as watermelon to quench their thirst.

Fu Jinghong held the watermelon in his left hand, and with a knife in his right hand, the watermelon was split in two neatly, and he split it twice, and the watermelon was cut.

Fu Jinghong rubbed his chin, thought about it seriously, then reached out and took the biggest piece of watermelon, and started to eat it.

"Are you stealing?"

Suddenly hearing a chuckle, Fu Jinghong gave a sudden pause.

He turned his head slowly, and saw Murong Shang walking over.

Today Murong Shang is still dressed in red, a thin layer of red shirt is lightly draped over his body, and he holds a folding fan in his other hand.

"This is not good..." His voice was slightly low, with a sharp end, which was quite attractive.

Fu Jinghong overlapped Murong Shang and Shen Bishui for a moment, but fortunately he reacted immediately and took a small step back vigilantly.

"Stealing was discovered, are you scared?" Murong Shang lightly turned his wrist, and pressed the end of the fan against the slightly exposed bone fragments under the red shirt, looking very careless.

But Fu Jinghong knew very well that the person in front of him was not paying attention.

He took a step back without a trace.

"Stealing is not good, you have to be punished."

Fu Jinghong had a bad heart, he gnawed the watermelon in one bite, turned around and was about to run away, but unfortunately, someone grabbed his wrist soon.

After feeling Murong Shang's scorching breath blowing against his ears, Fu Jinghong instantly softened his waist and fell into Murong Shang's arms.

asshole……

He cursed inwardly.

Since Murong Shang came, he found that the originally beautiful life in the mountains is not beautiful at all.

What is Live Together Death Gu?The vomiter lives, the host lives, and the host dies, and the voodoo cannot live alone.

Coexistence Coexistence and Death Gu is a love Gu, but its function is not just as simple as Coexistence Coexistence and Death.

"Do you still remember what you said?" Murong Shang suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and opened Fu Jinghong's clothes with a folding fan, "We... are destined to be married for three generations."

Fu Jinghong was swept across his skin by the cold fan bones, his heart suddenly felt hot, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

The fan gradually went down, Fu Jinghong only felt that all the feelings in his body were slowly going down with the fan.

Afterwards, the fan slowly reached the place below Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong trembled slightly, and felt that the top of the fan was slowly caressing his part, and the cold fan bone stimulated the part below him to stand up slowly.

Live and die together Gu, not only the host and the host live and die together... but also when the host is in heat, the host will also feel it, as if being aphrodisiac.

"It's just talking casually." Fu Jinghong panted lightly, feeling a little weak just standing.

These days, although Leng Qixuan, Wen Ruyu and the others would ask him for something, if Fu Jinghong didn't want to, they naturally couldn't force him, but Murong Shang was different.Once Murong Shang wants to do that, Fu Jinghong can't resist, because once Murong Shang is in heat, Fu Jinghong will also react.

"But I took it seriously..." Murong Shang said slowly, the fan in his hand suddenly lifted up, fiddled with Fu Jinghong in every possible way.

Fu Jinghong raised his chin slightly, Murong Shang neither reached out to restrain him, nor touched his acupoints, but he was still weak and unable to resist.

Live and die together, share joy and joy together.

"Don't be here." Fu Jinghong closed his eyes and admitted.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you always free from restraint on the day of the broken sleeve?" Murong Shang smiled lightly, and pressed Fu Jinghong on the marble table in front of the cabin.

This one was bought by Leng Qixuan and the others from down the mountain, along with a few stone chairs for them to watch the moon at midnight and have a drink and talk. The table is quite large and is said to be very strong.

Fu Jinghong's back was firmly attached to the cold marble tabletop, and he suddenly took a breather.

Murong Shang stretched out his hands to pull away Fu Jinghong's two thighs, and raised them slightly.

When Fu Jinghong came back to his senses, he felt that the top of the fan in Murong Shang's hand had already touched somewhere behind him.

He secretly thought it was bad, but Murong Shang just smiled slightly, and the fan in his hand was slowly pushed in.

I don't know if it's because of his extraordinary talent or the co-existence and death Gu, the fan in Murong Shang's hand penetrated smoothly, and the cold touch made Fu Jinghong couldn't help shrinking the rear part.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, but the marble table was very cold, and it really was a special stone.

But Fu Jinghong had no intention of pursuing these things at all. He felt hot and dry, but the back was penetrated by something cold. This strange feeling of ice and fire made him feel very complicated.

The fan in Murong Shang's hand was squeezed in very painfully slowly, and then pulled out again, slowly rubbing along the edge.

Fu Jinghong looked at Murong Shang's face against the light.

Murong Shang still had a calm expression on his face, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.

But Fu Jinghong knew very well that the person in front of him had already reached the point where he couldn't bear it, otherwise he wouldn't be so emotional just because he was messed up a little bit.The tide rolled.

"Come in." Fu Jinghong snorted coldly.

Murong Shang smiled slightly, and said word by word: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

After finishing speaking, he lifted Fu Jinghong's waist and inserted it slowly.

Fu Jinghong snorted, but felt inexplicably funny.

Obviously he couldn't bear it anymore, but Murong Shang always had to wait for himself to open his mouth before entering. He didn't know why, but he knew that he couldn't refuse him.

Murong Shang quickly clasped Fu Jinghong's waist and began to move.

But even when he was doing this kind of thing, the expression on Murong Shang's face still didn't change much, especially the slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was not turning the clouds upside down but admiring the flowers on the moon.

Fu Jinghong reached out to grab Murong Shang's neck, and bit Murong Shang's neck.

Except when the two of them would bite each other like this with Liu Xianqin, he would never bite anyone when he was with other people, but Murong Shang was different, every time he saw Murong Shang's calm expression expression, but he wanted to take a bite with itchy teeth.

Murong Shang chuckled, lifted Fu Jinghong's waist abruptly, and went deeper.

Fu Jinghong raised his head and took a breath, then he was suddenly turned around, and sat on Murong Shang's body in this connected posture.

Murong Shang happened to be sitting on the edge of the marble table, while Fu Jinghong sat straddling him. Because of his posture, Murong Shang's object went deeper and deeper, causing both of them to tremble.

"I remember the first time, you were quite proactive."

"Because I was hit by a Gu, I didn't do it voluntarily." Fu Jinghong's ending voice also trembled slightly, he hadn't tried the posture of straddling someone else for a long time to be penetrated by someone.

"Then you can take the initiative." Murong Shang said with a light smile.

Fu Jinghong snorted coldly, and said: "Why not." Then he raised his waist, and sat down suddenly when Murong Shang's object was about to be pulled away.

Both of them trembled, then Murong Shang paused, and straightened his back.

Fu Jinghong was pushed hard and almost fell backwards, but Murong Shang pulled him back in time.

Fu Jinghong leaned on Murong Shang and gasped for breath, then sat up straight unwillingly, and continued to raise his waist and move again.

Murong Shang gasped slightly, then watched Fu Jinghong's movements with a chuckle.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

Then, the footsteps stopped abruptly.

Fu Jinghong felt a chill down his spine, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

When he looked up, he saw several people standing in front of the fence surrounding the cabin.

The leader was the expressionless Leng Qixuan in black clothes. He was holding things in both hands, and in each hand was an oiled paper bag. It must have been today's lunch.

And on his left is Wen Ruyu who is warm and smiling with a smile on his face. Wen Ruyu also holds a wine jar in his hand, but when his eyes see Fu Jinghong and Murong Shang, his eyes suddenly turn cold.

The one on the right of Leng Qixuan is of course Junior Brother Bai Lianhua, holding a few small pink paper bags in his hand, which seem to be some snacks, when he sees Fu Jinghong, his eyes immediately become wistful up.

And Tao Zhihua who stood at the end suddenly paused, put down the vegetable basket full of fruits in his left hand, swung his right hand, and a soft whip bypassed Fu Jinghong and headed towards Murong Shang.

Murong Shang only raised his head and smiled slightly, raised his left hand, and clamped the menacing soft whip with only two fingers.