willing to accept

Feng Qingcheng turned over, and Long Qingque's lower abdomen was pressed against Feng Qingcheng's lower back. Feng Qingcheng arched his waist so that there was no gap in the fit, and the cool body temperature made Feng Qingcheng in the dream So comfortable, so thirsty for more.Long Qingque's kiss landed on the back of Feng Qingcheng's neck, and his lips were kissed with utmost tenderness, like a spring rain that knew the season to moisten the dry land.Feng Qingcheng's body and mind stretched out, and the intimate contact with the back was no longer enough. Feng Qingcheng wanted to turn around, but Long Qingque pampered the person in his arms.Lips meet lips, Feng Qingcheng doesn't know whether she is asleep or awake, she seems very active, the tip of her tongue is gliding out of her mouth with astringency, Long Qingque's soft lips are sucking, Feng Qingcheng's tongue is hooked Holding the tip of Long Qingque's tongue, it meant that he wanted to swallow people into his belly.

Feeling Feng Qingcheng's sudden enthusiasm, Long Qingque couldn't bear it. It's not that she didn't want to get Feng Qingcheng.On the contrary, she imagined countless ways to get Feng Qingcheng, for fear that improper methods would make Feng Qingcheng uncomfortable, and she would never like this kind of physical communication in the future, so Long Qingque was extra careful.

"Feng'er, are you awake?" Long Qingque's chest was heaving violently. Although her breathing was not rapid, the heaving chest had already betrayed her. will sprout.Feng Qingcheng didn't respond, but just buried herself in Long Qingque's chest, murmuring, lady... lady... the tip of her tongue licked, teased, sucked, and finally wrapped Long Qingque's chest as if she had found a treasure. Long Qingque couldn't resist the temptation of sucking the cherry fruit that had stood upright in front of him, so he moaned.Long Qingque thought, maybe she shouldn't insist on anything anymore, it doesn't matter if Feng Qingcheng is awake, and it doesn't matter if she is asleep, the person Feng Qingcheng talks about is her.Long Qingque's hand slid into Feng Qingque's pajamas. The delicate and smooth skin was her familiar feeling. She rubbed down along the curve of her body, and Feng Qingcheng buried herself in Long Qingque's chest, sticking closer , let out a comfortable murmur, and the pink fruit wrapped around the tip of his tongue got a moment's breath.Perhaps Long Qingque's touch was too comfortable, Feng Qingcheng forgot what she was going to do, and instead fell into love/desire, only caring about her own comfort.

The temperature of Feng Qingcheng's body had already dropped, and the dream seemed to be far away. Feng Qingcheng fell asleep peacefully with his head resting in the crook of Long Qingque's arms.Long Qingque hugged the person in her arms tightly, this idiot, she slept peacefully after setting the fire, she didn't understand her own suffering at all, she also couldn't understand the physical and mental suffering, she will definitely get it back double in the future.

At dawn, Feng Qingcheng woke up in Long Qingque's arms, still thirsty, and wanted to climb out of Long Qingque's embrace, but Long Qingque tightened his arms and asked softly, "What do you want to do?" Only then did he realize that Long Qingque might have woken up a long time ago, but he just didn't get up.

"Thirsty, I want to drink water." Feng Qingcheng turned around, her curvaceous curves were covered under the white quilt, Long Qingque's eyes were slightly narrowed, and her gaze was as light as clear water, making her forget her thirst for a moment.

"There is water on the square table." Long Qingque reminded, and Feng Qingcheng discovered that there was an extra blue and white porcelain teapot beside the table at some time, and the blue and white porcelain was ironed on the body of the pot, blooming to the extreme.Feng Qingcheng poured a glass of water into his throat, it was warm, neither cold nor hot.Feng Qingcheng guessed that Long Qingque had prepared it in advance, but how could it be so well prepared? After drinking two glasses, she went back to the bed with a smile on her lips, and jokingly asked, "My dear lady, when did you prepare the water?" ? The water temperature is just right."

"Heh, just a few glasses of water will make you smile, your husband is really easy to serve." Long Qingque also responded teasingly, turned around, lay flat, and enjoyed the rare tender time.Feng Qingcheng supported his head with his left hand, and his body was also turned sideways, but his gaze was directed at Long Qingque, and his right hand was placed on the quilt, which was on Long Qingque's lower abdomen, "I don't know when I bought this teapot."

"A few days ago, I happened to see it on the road, isn't it beautiful?" Long Qingque's mouth was always smiling, because of Feng Qingcheng's half-baked old-fashioned tone.Feng Qingcheng looked back at the teapot again, nodded and said, "It's beautiful, but I don't know how much you spent, it must be expensive." Feng Qingcheng had never seen Long Qingque shopping, but since ancient times, People who are not short of money must spend money lavishly.Unexpectedly, Long Qingque shook his head lightly, and replied meaninglessly, "That's not necessarily the case."

"En?" Feng Qingcheng got up and looked at Long Qingque with a relaxed expression on her face.

"I didn't take any money." Long Qingque spat out a few words from Zhu Lips, Feng Qingcheng was surprised, could it be that the other party was moved by Long Qingque's beauty and gave it for nothing?snort!Hearing the snort, Long Qingque opened his eyes, and the face that caught his eyes was puzzled, surprised, and even a little...jealous?

"Did you dream again at night?" Long Qingque changed the subject, Feng Qingcheng heard this and sat up, went to the direction of the closet, and said, "Well, but I don't remember what I did." Long Qingque knew Feng Qingcheng was about to rummage around looking for the map again, so she also got up.Feng Qingcheng half-kneeled in front of the closet, half of her body tumbling into the big closet, while Long Qingque stood behind her, and after a long time, she turned and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

There is only porridge for breakfast, not even pickles, but it is not easy for Long Qingque.She is aloof from the Yulong family, and she is used to being served by others. Even Feng Linlang holds her in the palm of his hand and takes care of her.Nowadays, although there are various cooking tutorials, Long Qingque's mind is not on this, and the dishes he cooks lose their taste if they don't.

Feng Qingcheng walked out of the bedroom to have breakfast, dejected. Long Qingque sat at the table, placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of Feng Qingcheng, and said: "Eat first, and I will look for it with you after breakfast." Consolation, Feng Qingcheng was not happy after hearing this, she couldn't think of any places that hadn't been turned over.

Feng Qingcheng is conflicted about the map, she can't wait to find it, but she is afraid of actually finding it.With apprehensive thoughts, she searched every place. Before looking for a place, she was hopeful, but when she failed to find one, she felt inexplicably relieved... After all, finding a map means that reality Being entangled with the dream, I am afraid that she will really be unable to distinguish between the dream and the reality. Her world is really chaotic, right?

In the end, Feng Qingcheng rushed to wash the rice bowl. Seeing such a noble person as Long Qingque enter the kitchen, she felt very concerned. When she saw Long Qingque's white and jade-like fingers stained with pot water, her heart felt as if she had been caught. It hurts like being burned.No, Feng Qingcheng decided to keep Long Qingque away from the kitchen in the future, and said to himself: map map, come out quickly, and solve my doubts, and I can live with Long Er in peace, but... just , the appearance of the map, don't take Long Qingque away, in that case, Feng Qingcheng would rather not look for the map.

Feng Qingcheng came out after tidying up the kitchen, and found that Long Qingque was in the next bedroom, which she had converted into a study.Long Qingque stood beside the bookcase, Feng Qingcheng pushed open the window, early autumn had arrived, and it was beginning to feel cool, when she turned her head, Long Qingque smiled for her.The breeze blows over the stumps of willows and blows into the house, and circles around the house. Yingying beauty stands in front of her, and the autumn wind is also nostalgic.Feng Qingcheng's nostrils were filled with a faint peach blossom fragrance, and the floral fragrance seemed to be strong, it must be the peach blossom fragrance from Long Qingque's body.Feng Qingcheng closed her eyes, the movements of her hands were still, and she was tasting and reminiscing between her breaths...

The waist was embraced by someone, and the fragrance of flowers filled her arms. Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but sighed: "Longer...you really smell good...just like the peach blossom fragrance in the dream..." Feng Qingcheng leaned on the On Long Qingque's shoulders, the voice sounded in his ears as warm as jade, "You only know that it is the fragrance of peach blossoms on my body, but you don't know that you are the same as me."

Feng Qingcheng didn't argue, she covered the crossed hands at her waist with both hands, grasped them and rubbed them carefully. Long Qingque's hands were not as delicate as imagined, they were rougher than hers, presumably because of years of practice. caused by Wu.Long Qing hugged the person in his arms tightly, hesitated for a moment, and broke the silence at the moment, said: "Feng'er, there is another place that you have never looked for."

"Where?" Feng Qingcheng heard the tremors in her heart, she secretly felt that the place Long Qingque mentioned must be the hiding place of the map.

"That's where the jade pendant is hiding." The moment Long Qingque spoke, he sighed deeply from the bottom of his heart, like dust, silently, but it really fell into his heart.

The author has something to say: I finished this chapter with respect to a generation of masters who have just won multiple awards.

I can say: Maybe I don't know how to appreciate it, and I don't think a generation of masters is so amazing.

ps: Then, I still have to say, thank you, you understand.

pps: I don't know if it's because of the late-night update, or because of the recent competition, it's much easier to update the article.