Looking for green hills

When Xiaoqing woke up in the morning, his bones were about to fall apart, and he was lazily exhausted. He found himself held in Gu Yuanshan's arms, with his face buried in Gu Yuanshan's broad chest. They also drilled into Gu Yuanshan's arms.

He stretched out his hand to hook Gu Yuanshan's neck and wanted to kiss him, but when he raised his hand, he suddenly found a bracelet on his wrist, it was the azure glass bracelet he saw at the foot of the mountain!Surprised and delighted, he turned his head and kept staring at the bracelet, when suddenly a deep voice came from above his head: "Do you like it?"

Xiaoqing looked up and saw Gu Yuanshan's affectionate peach blossom eyes looking at him motionless, he stuck them on and hooked Gu Yuanshan's neck, "I like it! But son, didn't we buy it back then, how could... ..."

"I won't tell you!" Gu Yuanshan scratched his nose affectionately and smiled at him.

The fire from last night has been extinguished, and Gu Yuanshan has returned to his usual appearance, as if the person trembling in the dark night is not him.

He got up, dressed and washed, then put his arms around Xiao Zhujing's waist and picked her up from the bed, took out the clothes he bought at the market yesterday from the closet, and put them on for him, a sky-blue satin gauze robe, made of the best material , and it was purchased according to the figure of the little fairy. The little fairy not only fits the body well, but also outlines the beautiful curves vividly.

Gu Yuanshan lowered his head and kissed his eyebrows, and gently licked his brow bone with the tip of his tongue, "Qing'er's eyebrows grow so well, can you draw Qing'er's eyebrows for me?"

"Thrush?" Xiaoqing raised her hand and stroked her own eyebrows, nodded and said, "Okay, it's fine if you agree."

Gu Yuanshan led Xiaoqing to sit in front of the bronze mirror, and took out the Luozidai he bought yesterday from the table. He bent down and pressed close to Xiaoqing's cheek. Not stop.

He stared at Xiao Qing motionlessly, with his long and narrow eye tails raised, and his thin lips drawn into a beautiful arc, Xiao Qing's face turned red all of a sudden, he hooked Gu Yuanshan's neck and called him stickily: "Master..."

Gu Yuanshan showed a sly smile like a child who succeeded in playing a prank, he pulled Xiaoqing's hand off his neck, and said with feigned anger, "Don't move, my master will help you thrush your eyebrows."

"Oh……"

Xiaoqing's eyebrows are very good, the eyebrows are slender like spring mountains, with a pair of eyes like autumn water, the water is the eye wave, the mountain is the eyebrow peaks, and the eyebrows are full of spring.

Gu Yuanshan took out Luo Zidai and carefully painted on Xiaoqing's eyebrows. He had never done such a thing before, and he didn't have any skills at all. He just traced slowly according to Xiaoqing's beautiful eyebrow shape.

Xiaoqing stared at Gu Yuanshan without blinking her round eyes. They were so close that they could hear their breath.

They had clearly done something more intimate, but at this moment they both blushed with embarrassment.

The ancients often said, "The joy of the boudoir is better than that of the thrush?" Gu Yuanshan couldn't understand it before, but now he really understands the fun.

The dark-colored eyebrow pencil paints Xiaoqing's beautiful eyebrows more beautifully and movingly, and against those pair of watery autumn pupils, it is enough to disturb people's hearts.

The distant mountains are like Daisy, and the near water is smoky.

Gu Yuanshan was a little stunned, and the movements of his hands stopped unknowingly. Xiaoqing held his wrist and asked him: "My lord, is it good-looking?"

In this situation, Gu Yuanshan inexplicably thought of the line of the poem - "After putting on makeup, I asked my husband in a low voice, whether the thrush is fashionable or not?" The wife who passed the door, and he was his husband, he seemed to see the little goblin in a red wedding dress looking at him dreamily under the flickering candlelight, and he called him softly: "Mister."

The eyebrows are black and green, the lotus face is full of spring, and the country is all over the city.

Gu Yuanshan couldn't help but leaned over to bite Xiaoqing's lips, licked and sucked the tip of his tongue on the tender lips, then pried open his teeth and inserted into his slippery mouth, stirring his soft tongue, butt against his palate.

Xiaoqing groaned in a low voice, wrapped her hands around Gu Yuanshan's waist involuntarily, and raised her head to bear his lust.

Gu Yuanshan reluctantly let go of the person in his arms until the breathing of both of them became disordered. Xiaoqing's lips were swollen and moist from his suction, the charming color between her eyebrows and eyes was so thick that she couldn't melt it, and there was water vapor in her wet eyes. Dense, the whole person is as beautiful as an ink painting.

Such a lively little fairy made Gu Yuanshan speechless, he wanted to praise him but didn't know how to speak, just like he wanted to love him but didn't know how to love him.

He is obviously well-read and intelligent, but he becomes clumsy and immature time and time again.

He thinks he is Zhuang Jiang in the Book of Songs, with soft hands, smooth skin, sweet smile, and beautiful eyes; the goddess in Song Yu's works, who is both quiet and whirling in the world; Cao Zhi's The Luoshen is as graceful as a frightened bird, as gentle as a dragon swimming, as light as a cloud covering the moon, as if the flowing wind returns to the snow.

He wanted to praise him with all the amazing words he had read, but he felt that even the most beautiful words were not enough to explain his beauty, so he simply remained silent, silent like a mountain, and hid all the surging thoughts in his heart. the deepest part of the mountain.

He is always so silent, like a towering mountain in the distance, with ice and snow that has not melted for thousands of years.

Xiaoqing lowered her head in disappointment and muttered in a low voice: "It's not pretty..."

Gu Yuanshan showed a look of unbearable expression, he knelt down in front of Xiaoqing and held his hand, and said in a low voice: "It looks good, how could Qing'er not be good-looking, I just..." Before he finished speaking, Xiaoqing Then he hugged him with a smile, "Really? That young master will draw my eyebrows every day from now on, okay? I want to paint for the rest of my life!"

Gu Yuanshan avoided his bright eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know what a lifetime is?"

Xiaoqing nodded vigorously, "I know!"

"A lifetime is a very, very long time, and I will be able to call you husband." The little goblin was thinking silently in her heart, but she dared not say these words out of her mouth.

Last night, Gu Yuanshan clearly didn't want him to call him husband. The little goblin didn't know why, but he was willing to listen to Gu Yuanshan in everything, so Gu Yuanshan didn't want to, so he stopped calling him, but he decided in his heart that Gu Yuanshan was his husband.

He is ignorant and ignorant, but he has already longed to stay with Gu Yuanshan for a lifetime.

"Okay, I'll draw your eyebrows every day from now on!" Gu Yuanshan rubbed his cheeks, but deliberately ignored the phrase "forever".

He knows that there are some promises he can't afford.

Remarks: The distant mountains are like Daisy, and the near water is full of smoke—from the Internet

Water is the wave of the eye, and the mountain is the gathering of eyebrows - Wang Guan

The eyebrows are black and green, the lotus face is full of spring, and the country is all over the city——"The Story of the West Chamber"