Chapter 59: The loneliness of the Qing Dynasty (1)

The misty waves, the clouds clear, and the Chonghua Peak shrouded in the vast sea of ​​clouds is like a fairyland. However, under the cover of this immortal fairy tale, there are countless unknown puppets, and the unexpected intersection of giants is stained. The president is greedy. No degree.
"Dad really hates it. It ’s so mysterious that even my daughter has to hide it! Who knows it rarely! Huh ..." The little girl thought about it, her snow-like face was expressionless, but there was a trace of displeasure and nakedness in her eyes. Little feet kicked and flew a stone in front of them.
This powerful note actually kicked the thumb-sized stone far away.
I felt that the depression in my heart faded away with the little stone, but I heard the scream of "Oh," from an unknown distance. She was so surprised that Xingyan opened her eyes and looked towards the sounding place.
It was a little priest wearing a white brocade with embroidered wings and embroidered wings. The hair was combed into a simple bun on the top of the head. It was clean and gentle. Wen Ruomei's skin was smooth and delicate like sheep fat. The forehead But a red mark was smashed by the stones, and the little white face was a little weak.
The girl squinted and looked at the little priest who had hit her in the head. She didn't care about the other's vigilant and suspicious look—Lianbu shifted lightly, making a circle around the other person, picking up and down and back and forth sweeping back and forth. After a while, he nodded to himself: "Well, God is so, it's your decision."
It ’s been a while since I practiced that charming girl, but my dad has been reluctant to let himself go out to practice. Today, it ’s still a long time before I was allowed to follow. It happened that there was a little fat sheep coming to the door. Isn't it a pity to practice hands?
Lips are red and white, with bright eyes, delicate and long, and white.
Just like the scholars described in the storybook!
Ah, very good.
The frosty little face opened a stiff smile, and it seemed brighter and brighter in the eyes of a girl who was trying to appease but didn't know the opposite effect: "Hey, boy, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Well, should the sound be softer? Is the smile even sweeter? It's enough to show eight teeth ... she thought uncertainly.
The first time I practiced the contents of the book, I was a little nervous, and more excited.
"But the girl is asking?" The Taoist priest, who she called "kid", put down her hand rubbing her forehead, looked back at her for a few moments, then fisted, and asked with a serious face.
The eyebrow is like a dai, the lips are a little bit chubby, her body is soft, her voice is soft, and she is clearly a young girl.
She seemed to be startled by the sneaking stone, or embarrassed by the inexplicable inquiries, her eyes opened round, but she still kept the etiquette in mind of the teachings of the teacher.
The black-colored dress can't hide the prettyness. Although the five senses haven't been opened, they can dimly see the future appearance of the city. Although the look is cold, but with natural purity, even if the attitude is bad and the behavior is suspicious, they still teach No one can hate it.
Well, what a strange little sister.
I can go to Chonghua Neifeng, but I haven't seen it. Is it a guest that Master invited? That can't be taken lightly by her, and Master's face was sloppy ... Thinking of this, the girl in white became more gentle and polite.
The girl in the black skirt frowned slightly, and was depressed because the other party didn't act according to her own expectations. She thought about the next step in the book's upside-down evildoing, and she was determined, her mouth narrowed. A few steps closer, he opened one of the collars, exposing a white and flawless neck, and a delicate and cute collarbone, and blinked at the confused Taoist.
Oops, what's the next step after winking?
Yesterday when I ate the chestnut cake, I didn't read the page ...
Forget it, let ’s play with wisdom and freedom!
But why hasn't the scholar come up and hug himself?
Is his intention discerned?
"But the girl feels hot? Do you need to apply a Yufeng Ji to cool down for you?" Gaze glanced over the white skin, the girl in white tilted her head and asked indefinitely about the emperor's bed: Emperor's slave Princess latest chapter.
Did the little sister's eyes get into the sand? Why do you draw it ...
"I'm not hot, but I'm a bit cold." The girl bit her lip in anger, and then went forward and rushed into the other's arms-because the movement was too fierce, both sides felt a dull sensation. The acid on the tip of the nose almost shed tears, but the latter was choking on the chest, as if a hot blood swelled up and down the throat.
"Aunt, girl ... please take care of yourself." Rubbing Xiaolong of her chest without a trace, the girl in white persuaded bitterly.
Well, it hurts.
The softness of the cheek was subconsciously, the little girl raised her head, and her black, lacquered eyes seemed to be drenched with water: "You and I have skin kin, I am already yours." For a moment, what the girl thought Similarly, he added, "You are responsible to me."
-Then be my slave obediently, and let me drain = your essence and blood, and make up for your true value!
"Why, what? You, me ..." The assaulted girl was frightened, but still kept awake, pointed out the loophole rationally, "but you and I were separated by clothes, and didn't ..."
She hadn't finished speaking, but she saw the little girl in her arms widened suddenly, and then flashed a cunning color. Before she responded, her red lips murmured, and she accurately pecked at her trembling Powder lips.
"Uh-" The two stopped short of each other.
This, this ... The ancients: Don't ignore indecent assault, don't listen to indecent assault, don't say indecent assault, indecent assault ... do not kiss!
Oh, soft, a bit like the cotton candy sold at the shop on the corner of Taoli Street, it seems to take a bit of sweetness and taste good!
"Now, we now have skin-kindness." The eyes were slightly curved, and the girl's voice was a bit proud, "You will be my man in the future."
"But ..." The girl in white covered her thin pink lips, and stared cryingly at the little girl who was half a head shorter than herself in her arms. She had always been clear and wise, making countless people's praises seem to be confused. There was a mass of paste, but the principle of those who were righteous and faithful was useless.
It is really not possible to use such a kendo technique taught by Master to deal with such a young girl.
What can I do if I can't fight, I can't talk, and I can't hear.
The most intelligent young girl in the so-called white clothes of this generation frowned and felt deeply weak.
"Are you fascinated by me? Very good, take off your clothes and lie down! Let's go straight to the next step!" Regarding her helpless face as a compromise, the girl in Xuanyi raised her eyebrows happily and her little white hand Straddling each other's shoulders, they pushed up as soon as they were forced to sit-sitting on each other's lower abdomen, reaching out to lift the other's shirt.
Hum, it's finally open!
She's going to taste what's so special about the "yang" that the maidservants are so obsessed with! Could it be more crispy than Mapo Tofu downstairs, more crispy than the pickled cucumbers of Ming Cui Tang, fresher and sweeter than the fish soup of Liu Fang Ju, and more mellow than the honey wine of Asahi Court?
Don't believe it!
Being in the dark, she was overthrown by a tender and weak girl, and it was even more humiliating that the other party tore her own shirt regardless of coming up—if she did n’t see that she was just a girl younger than herself, she would have been She hasn't even had any scum on the film. Where can she tolerate such arrogance?
But Master said, be calm, be calm, and be convinced by reason ...
"Girl, please calm down and listen to the next words!" The suppressed girl had nothing to say, but was shocked by the sound of a torn fabric, "Duck--" The mild complexion also cooled down suddenly. There was a gloomy and charming queen who could not bear it.
"You!" With a sword meditation in his heart, he was about to get angry.
"Huh?" Xuanyi's dexterous fingers suddenly stopped to understand the movement of the shirt, curiously poking at the other side of the hill slightly raised, puzzled, "Why are you the same as mine?"
Is the scholar in the book like this?
Obviously like his own body ...
"Because she is a woman in the next place." The girl in white no longer felt pity for Xixiangxiyu, pushed away the person sitting on her waist, folded her placket, her face was pure.
"Patter ---" A small oily paper bag fell out of her flared placket.
"Huh?" The Xuanyi girl's attention was instantly attracted by the small paper bag exuding the aroma of food, and the tip of her nose was light, like a little dog looking for breast milk.
"This is Mingyu cake, Qingyunyuan's favorite dessert, do you want to eat?" Pick up the oily paper bag and carefully open it. The square cakes inside are slightly chipped, but the appearance is still pleasant.
Nothing was said on his mouth, and his expression did not change, but his eyes flashed sharply, and he looked at the small pieces of white jade like cakes, his eyes blinking.
She chuckled, and picked up a piece of pastry with her fingertips, and brought it to her. "Now, try."
The girl ’s clean eyes were like the dewdrops on the lotus leaves that rested after the rain, reflecting thousands of rays of light. Tankou slightly opened up and included the piece of pastry. The pinky tongue hooked up, intentionally or unintentionally. Sweeping past her fingers holding the pastry, warm and wet = slippery soft things trembled her, and he hurriedly retracted his hands.
Looking down, Xuanyi girl was drumming her cheeks to enjoy the sweet but not greasy taste. The slender eyelashes were like two rows of small hooks, brushed to the bottom of her heart, and taught her to move.
"Is it delicious?" She asked softly, for fear of disturbing the mood that was frantically breeding in her heart.
"Hmm." Yi licked his lips and glanced at the few oily paper bags in her hand. The girl's eyes turned from light to thick and back to her face, as if thinking for a while, solemnly. Said, "Follow you, can you eat this pastry all the time?"
"Yes ..." No one dared to go to Qingyunyuan as her, but why did the little girl ask this?
"Okay, I'll marry you later." The young girl's lips angled slightly, and a light and tender smile appeared.
"This ..." She stayed, immersed in the sudden beauty, and forgot to refuse.
The girl who was taken away by her father touched the oily paper bag holding the pastry in her arms, and turned back to the girl in white and shouted, "My name is Leng Yan-"
Standing on the left hand, a master who didn't say a smile, but the girl in white was uncharacteristically, and replied aloud, "I know Zhiqiu in the lower leaves-"
"Come to my house tomorrow to raise a kiss--" the girl reminded her face solemnly before leaving.
"..." He froze and looked at her little back in silence, but his face flushed quietly.
That year, they met in the grove of the main peak of Chonghua. Leng Yan was five years old and Ye Zhiqiu was seven years old.
The entanglement for the next few thousand years is just from this unforgettable look
The author has something to say: In fact, the attribute of Leng Yan is an iceberg, but I wrote it a bit naturally ... I feel dizzy and the writing is messy, sorry
Although I wanted to abuse it, I unknowingly went offline ...
o (︶︿︶) o Forget it, it was originally written off and abused, it was powerless ... 2k novel reading network