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Please, according to the size and proportion of his own breasts, Yan Qitong tried to cut it many times before he felt qualified.This thing is absolutely shocking in this feudal society. She dare not ask others for help, so she can only ask Qiu Ying for help.Qiu Ying was born in this line of work, needlework is a must, she didn't know what Yan Qitong was going to do, but when this younger sister clasped the two bowls she sewed to her chest, she suddenly became ashamed A big red face.

Yan Qitong told her seriously what it was and what it was for, but Qiu Ying just shook her head wildly after hearing this, and dared not try anything, Yan Qitong had no choice but to wear it for herself.

There is no such strong elastic band in this place, so Yan Qitong had to slit the "bowl" in the middle, and added a thin band on the left and right sides, so as to tie it into a knot at the back.Considering that there is no metal wire to fix the support, she made the shoulder straps into a hanging neck type, because the neck is strangled for a long time, it will inevitably be heavy, so she changed back to the double shoulder straps, of course, this is a later story.

After finishing, considering the inconvenience of washing and drying, Yan Qitong sewed a vest on top, and from the outside, it became an improved version of obscene clothing.In the end, after she put it on, she really regained some of the original feeling.Of course she knows that if the bra made at her own level is not done well, it will not only be bad for the breasts, but it may also cause negative effects, but she still tries to do it. One day, she will make a bra that is comfortable to wear. , maybe one day further away, she will let this thing bring new shocks to the women here.

It's just that Yan Qitong didn't expect that Qiu Ying would ask about this before he left.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Yan Qitong asked amusedly.

Qiu Ying gritted her teeth.She and Yan Qitong spent most of the past six months on the road, and the two of them huddled in the carriage and had nothing to do, so she saw too much Yan Qitong biting the brush holder to paint and draw, and made a lot of... " Bowl".At first she was ashamed to speak out, and then there were too many things, but if she didn't ask now, she might not have a chance to ask in the future.She was born in a businessman's family, and she is naturally sensitive to some things.She felt that what Yan Qitong made was audacious, but also vaguely felt that it might be a rare business opportunity.It's just how to do it, she has never thought about it.

After hearing what Qiu Ying wanted, Yan Qitong handed her the blueprints he had sorted out: "This thing can be used as a pleasure in the boudoir first. If you want to make it, the material and fabric must be selected to be of the highest quality. Make it first." It’s a rare thing to live in, just try it in a small circle. If it doesn’t work, stop it immediately. If you want to use it, use it yourself, but don’t cause bad influence on yourself.” It will have a certain impact on the reputation of the Qiu family.

Qiu Ying solemnly put away the drawings, nodded earnestly and said, "I understand."

While they were talking, the copper bell rang, and the door was pushed open. Sang Zi asked softly from outside: "Qi Tong, Qiu Ying, have you finished talking?"

Qiu Ying lowered her head and saw the motionless shadow of Dr. Sangzi hanging in through the crack of the door on the ground, she laughed in a low voice, "Doctor Sangzi really keeps an eye on you." Then she raised her voice, "It's over, I'll return her to you right now." " After finishing speaking, she moved to Yan Qitong's side and asked in a low voice, "It's boudoir fun, has she ever enjoyed it?" Then she felt a little shameless, so she rushed out the door with her cheeks in her hands.

Yan Qitong stared blankly at Sang Zi calmly pushing the door open, and Qiu Ying's words were still warm in her ears, and she couldn't help but feel itchy.

"What's wrong with her?" Sang Zi felt a gust of wind blowing by her just now, that Qiu Ying was rarely so unsteady.

"...It's nothing." Yan Qitong rubbed his face and touched the shoulder straps—in fact, he couldn't feel anything on the surface of the clothes.This bra has been improved to the version she is wearing now, and it is already more comfortable to wear, and it is basically undetectable that it is held up—this should belong to the highest level of bras.But that hateful Qiu Ying's words seemed to have sequelae, which made her feel a little unnatural.

Going over to close the door and bolt it, and looking back, Sangzi has already moved to the dressing table, and Yan Qitong went to take off her hairpin and comb her hair.

"What are you guys talking about?" Sangzi asked casually, "I heard about boudoir fun, does she also know?"

Yan Qitong was taken aback: "What?"

"The Flaming Grass, I never imagined that besides being my antidote, if it is mixed with other medicines, it may also be used as an aphrodisiac." Sangzi replied.

"Ah?" Yan Qitong's hands trembled, and he was a little surprised, "Is it true?"

"Why are you lying to me?" Sang Zi pulled the bow tie off her head by herself, "This thing is hair, so it's not surprising that it can be like this." After she finished speaking, she suddenly laughed, "Why, do you still remember what happened in the medicine garden? ?”

Yan Qitong quickly changed the subject and said, "No, that's not what we're talking about."

"Oh—" Sang Zi dragged out her voice and asked slowly, "What is that?"

Yan Qitong was dumbfounded, but seeing in the bronze mirror, Sangzi's face seemed to still have the teasing expression just now, so he couldn't help being unconvinced, bent down/body up and suddenly reached out and touched Sangzi's chest indiscriminately.

Sang Zi held her breath for a moment, and it took a long time before she said: "Are you... taking advantage of it?" Now she has figured out the meaning of this word, but she doesn't know why Yan Qitong did this suddenly.That hand was very naughty, apparently harmless, but her heart skipped a beat.

"Small." Yan Qitong turned his head and bit Sang Zi's ear lightly, and laughed softly, "It's really small." It's not that I haven't seen it before, but I haven't done it so deliberately.

Sangzi instantly understood what she meant, and raised her eyebrows: "It's not that I don't have the technique of breast enlargement, but I don't have the need for it." Whether it was the empresses in the palace or the girls at Weiyang, I asked her for it. How many such secret medicines go.

"You have to keep it small, right?" Yan Qitong simply put down the comb in his left hand, put his hands under Sangzi's armpit and hugged her, crossed his hands, and held one in each hand. calm down.This contrast pleased Yan Qitong very much. She clenched her hands together, kissed the side of Sangzi's neck, and said in a low voice, "I'll help you raise it." Imagining Sangzi wearing a bra made by herself, she still doesn't know how to operate it. She had to help her by herself, so Yan Qitong was full of anticipation.

Sangzi relaxed her body, leaned against Yan Qitong's arms, and asked lazily: "How to raise it?" After saying that, she stretched her backhand to the back, from the back and abdomen where the two leaned together, and touched it carefully. Turning around, she said with a smile, "Why don't you let me see how you take care of yourself first?" After saying that, she stood up, and without any explanation, she dragged Yan Qitong towards the bed.

This is called lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot.Yan Qitong was pushed into the bed by Sang Zi with a dry mouth, and the man pulled the knots of his clothes without any explanation, and even took off his arms and threw them aside, it was done in one go.

"Wait," Yan Qitong struggled, "Hey, your hand!"

"My hand?" Sang Zi tilted her head and asked, "What happened to my hand?"

Sangzi's hand has already touched Yan Qitong's waist, like a breeze blowing through the mountains, passing through a thin layer of cloth, and steadily climbing to the peak.

Yan Qitong was too frightened to move.

Sangzi walked up and down the two peaks, felt it up and down, and said with a smile: "No wonder I'm small. Hey, you made this thing..." She said, pulling off the back I moved my hand to the front again, and my hand was naturally soft, "This thing can be used during the day, but not at night."

Yan Qitong looked at her bewilderedly.

At that time, Sangzi was riding on her body, with long hair drooping down, but the corners of his eyebrows were raised, with an indescribably heroic air.The always gentle Sangzi showed a side that Yan Qitong had never seen before.She thought, this is what Sangzi should look like when she rode horses to kill the enemy in the Snowy Mountains, and it really fascinated her.

"Could it be that the boudoir fun you and Qiu Ying mentioned just now refers to this," Sang Zi slightly pressed down with his slightly cool fingertips maliciously, the elasticity was just right.She pulled out her hand, raised her body and brushed her long hair, and said softly, "Why ask her, what book I haven't read, do you want me to teach you..."

In order to sit still, Sangzi pressed his knees slightly against Yan Qitong's side, raised his head and stretched his body, showing a slender waist.Viewed horizontally as mountains and laterally as peaks, with different heights and distances, Yan Qitong was so neatly restrained by her, watching her show her exclusive grace in front of his eyes.But Sangzi Xu was talking to himself, and didn't hear Yan Qitong's voice, so he brushed his long hair to the side of his neck, and couldn't help sinking/lowering his head slightly: "Qitong..."

Sang Zi's words ended in Yan Qitong's lips.

Yan Qitong bent her knees, forcing Sangzi to slide forward slightly on her body, and then she supported the bed with her hands and sat up, and then used her bent legs to pillow Sangzi's waist, so that the whole body was tightly attached to Sangzi's body. The waist and abdomen, pinching her, and kissing her at no distance without letting her retreat.

Having feelings like theirs proves that people are still instinctive animals after all, and instincts can be learned without being taught. As for familiarity, just practice more.

Theory belongs to theory, and practice belongs to practice.Sangzi focuses on theory, and Yan Qitong can only integrate with Sangzi's theory by taking the initiative in the field of practice.While kissing Sangzi, she had a whimsical idea.With the generosity of Sangzi's knowledge, it should be fun to imagine being between their beds.In this regard, I can't be more backward than the ancients of this other world, and I have to exchange ideas frequently in the future. As for the level, there is no need to tell outsiders...

The author has something to say: Originally the title was called "Fantastic Skills and Obscene Skills", but the editor said it was absolutely impossible, saying that it was a title party, and you had to lock it when you read the title.Also, there is really no meat, it is too strict, and it is not allowed below the neck. I am still cautious about this. I should not remind everyone in the last chapter. I did not expect your obsession to be so strong. It seems too high, I face the wall.

Besides, the next chapter is really over.

☆, the end of the episode

On the second day, the noisy people finally left, and the couple on the mountain returned to the city.There are many people in the family now, Brother Qi said that it is better to change the house, but this proposal was rejected by Sangzi.She didn't say the reason, anyway, there was only one more Yan Qitong, and she lived in her own room, so it was nothing.

Brother Qi started to boil the Flame Grass under the guidance of Sangzi, and Sangzi agreed with Fengcheng's statement, and the medicine was dosed little by little.

It's just that one or two months have passed, and it's summer, and Sangzi doesn't feel any difference in her body.But summer was originally the most comfortable season for her; when autumn came, when the yellow leaves were falling, Yan Qitong watched from the side, feeling a little anxious.

It's just that one day when she was taking a bath, the talisman bag under her neck, which was never wet, was suddenly soaked with water.Yan Qitong fished it into his hands in a panic, and pulled out the piece of talisman paper inside. Fang was surprised to find that the blood of Sangzi, which was soaked in the talisman paper, had disappeared completely, like a piece of unused talisman paper. , lying quietly in her hands.

Yan Qitong's heart beat wildly, thinking in his heart, could it prove that Sangzi's cold illness has been completely cured?She didn't dare to tell Sangzi, so she just flew a carrier pigeon to Yundiaopan with her on her back.Yes, Sangzi didn't know about it all the time, and she also felt that there was no need to say it.What she said was right, it was a talisman, but it was protecting Sangzi.

A month later, the carrier pigeon flew back and said two things in the letter.One is that Yan Qitong's guess is correct, and Sangzi's body should be fine; the other is that the letter she wanted to entrust to her dream has already been burned by magic, but this is one-way, no worse than what she did. For that dream, the token must have been something she used frequently in the past, so the effect was better.Suming couldn't be sure whether Jinyuan had received it, and whether she would go to her parents after receiving it.

After Yan Qitong received the letter, he was happy and worried, but he had a premonition in his heart, just like dreaming about his parents, they will definitely meet a strange person to tell them a strange and bizarre story...

Although he was convinced that Sangzi's cold illness was cured, Yan Qitong couldn't explain the reason, so he asked Sangzi politely if he wanted to stop for a while.Unexpectedly, Sangzi replied that after autumn, her body didn't feel so cold, and with a little luck, it seemed that the smoothness of her tendons during martial arts had gradually recovered.She said that the flaming grass, if it warmed her internal organs over and over again, it should still have some solid effect.

After hearing Sangzi's words, Yan Qitong was very happy, and couldn't help but hug her around the room three times, but Sangzi said with a smile, another thing, her eyes... seemed to be able to see a little light.

Yan Qitong even burst into tears, but such good news actually made her cry.

After that, Sangzi changed the prescription for herself, focusing on treating her eye disease.Since she was blind, her blinking is not as flexible as before. Yan Qitong massages the area around her eyes every day, following the acupuncture points taught by Sang Zi, so as to prevent the muscles around her eyes from shrinking.

By the time of deep winter, Sangzi could barely see people and things half a step away, but they were still a little blurry, for example, the facial features were only vaguely outlined.After that, it entered a very slow recovery period.Sangzi's eyesight is poor, and she has developed a habit of squinting slightly when looking at things, but in Yan Qitong's eyes, she does this little trick very charmingly.

For Sangzi's eyesight, Yan Qitong racked her brains to reproduce the eye chart in her impression. She didn't know the letter Sangzi, so she changed it into the word "mountain", and personally used a brush to write neatly on the rice paper from big to small. lined up.

One day, when Sangzi could see the penultimate line clearly, Yan Qitong finally let out a long breath, and then said, eyes should look far away, let's go sightseeing.

Sang Zi was freed from the shackles of the cold disease, her eyes gradually became brighter, and with her sweetheart by her side, she smiled naturally and said, "It's what I wished for.She added half a page of the medicinal properties and partial medicinal effects of the Flaming Grass, pasted it back into the ancient book, and then pointed to the ancient book and said, why don't we go and search for the wonderful mountains and waters in it, and said, conjuring a This book is coming.

It turned out that she had asked Su Ming to come to the first volume of "Strange Maps of Rivers and Mountains".

Yan Qitong took the book and opened it. There was a golden paper note in the book, but Sang Zi didn't notice it.She leaned over to take a closer look with Yan Qitong, it was written by Su Ming.This is a short travel note, the author is a well-known literati, the content is very plain, there are only seven words at the end, each word sighs.

My hometown is my hometown.

Yan Qitong has long known that the meaning of the words mulberry and catalpa comes from the fact that they are trees commonly planted by ordinary people, and wanderers take it as their hometown over time.

Yes, now, Sangzi is her tender hometown in this life.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: It is also an epilogue that does not take up much space and may be longer than the main chapter: Looking back, this article started in September of the previous year, and after two years, I finally finished it.First of all, let’s talk about the theme of time travel, because I have seen it a lot, and people who travel through time live with peace of mind. I occasionally think, is there really no struggle at all, so I want to write a different time travel.But it is still a time-travel novel after all, so I really don't want Yan Qitong to return to modern times.When I wrote about Yun Diao Pan, I wanted to explain something in the message many times, but I silently deleted those words one by one.It caused some moral debates, about whether she can go back, about the choice of family and love, which I did not expect.Maybe someone still wants her to go back, but when I think about Sangzi, I still feel that if Yan Qitong really goes back, I will definitely write this article as a real separation of participation and business, but after all, I still don’t want to part with Sangzi, fearing that she will entrust me with dreams in the middle of the night ! ! !Then, let’s talk about the length of this article. In fact, when I wrote "Bending Back" and after Yan Qitong searched for his death, I just had a little idea of ​​time travel, but I didn't think about the time when I wrote "Happy Xianggu" later. To connect the clues left behind properly leads to some time points in this article that can’t stand scrutiny, so I work hard to connect them. Some places seem to be always explaining, or there will be unreasonable space.But my viewers, you really tolerated me and persisted until the end.

There is also the answer to the mystery. In this article, Yan Qitong and Sangzi have never confessed to each other, and the word "like" has never appeared, let alone the word "love". What I want to express is probably to compare It's more important, hehe.

In addition, in the very early days, there was a message that left me the last stalk first. She pointed out that Sangzi refers to hometown.In fact, the names of the characters in the nine chapters I preset were all drawn up long before I wrote "Zhou Yao", but it was only after I started writing again that I discovered that Sangzi originally meant hometown.This is probably God’s will. After crossing Kejin, Sangzi is your hometown; and Shaoyao, after setting up this flower, I searched her flower language and found that she has the meaning of separation. This is also God’s will. They will be apart for a while.What I want to say is that sometimes it is really predestined. I wandered outside this article countless times in the past two years, but I still couldn’t bear to let it go, so I brought up the pen again.

Fortunately, I managed to complete it smoothly.

In this article, there is another method that I have not experienced, that is, starting from the re-update, I basically use the manuscript box to post chapters, and it will be updated without online coding.When I was writing about Yun Diaopan, I actually finished the fourteen chapters of the daily update before the National Day, until they separated.At most, I wrote three meals a day for two consecutive days, and I wrote more than [-] words a day. During that time, my eyes really couldn't bear it, but I was very excited mentally and my thinking was very clear.After I finished writing that paragraph, I began to re-read it and revised it repeatedly. I really don’t know how many times it was re-edited by myself.Then I didn’t write a word for a long time, so it could be regarded as a trimming.In fact, the only thing that hurt me in the whole article is that Yan Qitong recalled that late night, she said she was killing people, and when she was killing Sangzi, I just finished writing this sentence, and my heart was so cold, tears burst into tears, and I couldn’t stop for a long time I raised my hand and tapped the keyboard, hey, I really asked for it!

What's more, because Jinjiang is full of soldiers, no one dares to make any big moves, so everyone is not allowed to eat meat, but I am not good at writing such plots. In fact, I have a sigh of relief in my heart, but the result is that There's really nothing intimate about this article.

Then, after rambling on for a long time, I finally finished speaking. The next article must be a modern article.Let's see again after a while.

Well, this article is officially "kissed", and it's time for me to bow and leave. Thank you for your perseverance in the past few months. See you in the future.