Liang Jing got up early today and soaked in the flower petal bath in the wooden barrel for half an hour, making his whole body exude a faint cold fragrance.
Liang Jing was gesticulating with two pieces of clothing, one was a light blue robe and the other was a black dress. Liang Jing rubbed his chin, remembering that today he wanted to change his image in front of Dongfang, so he chose that black outfit, after all, he had to be on top in the future!
That's right, today is the day when Liang Jing made up his mind to go up the mountain. Now that Xiang Wentian has been killed, the only unstable factor in the sect is Yang Lianting. If Ren Woxing is still rescued, then Yang Lianting's existence will be even more dangerous, so we must make plans early.
Liang Jing changed into black clothes, making his figure even more slender. Ten laps every morning is also useful. Liang Jing's body looks lean and powerful under the well-fitting clothes. Half of the hair is tied up, and the rest is draped over the shoulders. Liang Jing like this made people think of a dagger just out of its sheath for no reason, sharp and light.
After dressing herself up, Liang Jing gave Li shopkeeper a few more instructions, and set off for Heimuya.
When he came to the foot of Heimu Cliff, Liang Jing felt a surge of excitement in his heart, ah! I'm back! After I come back, I won't leave! Conquering the excitement and trembling in his heart, Liang Jing walked like flying, wishing he could come to Dongfang immediately.
When he was almost at the top of the mountain, he saw Qing Jiu waiting there. Liang Jing smirked at him, feeling moved in his heart, brother Qing Jiu is worth it!
Qing Jiu came up to him and punched him, then smiled, happy for Liang Jing from the bottom of his heart. The two walked side by side, passed through layers of checks, and entered the classroom.
The two of them didn't say a word along the way until they came to the gate of Dongfang Unbaiyuan. Liang Jing looked at those four words again, turned to Qing Jiu and said, "You said, how about changing those four words to Dongfang Bubai and Liang Jing?"
Qing Jiu raised her eyebrows, looked up, and chuckled, "Okay! Then you can do your best!"
Liang Jing said confidently: "I will definitely!"
"Master, my subordinate, Qing Jiu, please see me!" Qing Jiu shouted outside the door, while Liang Jing blinked nervously, his stomach convulsed. But after waiting for a while and no one answered, the two of them understood that the leader might be in Changyuan.
Recalling the beautiful scenery he saw in Changyuan for the first time, Liang Jing didn't want Qingjiu to go, so he pushed him and said, "Since I'm in Changyuan, I'll go by myself. If you have anything to do, do it quickly." Just leave me alone."
Qing Jiu almost vomited blood when he heard it, this man is really! Playful, Qing Jiu folded her arms and leaned against the door with a smile, jokingly said: "How can I do that, I have to protect you! What if I run into Manager Yang?!"
Liang Jingjiu, only pushed Qing Jiu away, and waved at him, "Go back!"
Qing Jiu shook his head at Liang Jing, laughed and left. Liang Jing was jumping around like a bunny, but he forcibly calmed down again, adjusted his breathing, and wiped off the expression on his face. He had a cold look, but his appearance was elegant and more eye-catching.
Dongfang Bubai is currently in Changyuan. Since Xiang Wentian's death, he has been in a state of confusion. It stands to reason that Liang Jing is still a member of Heimuya and played a big role in this matter, but Dongfang is not sure whether he wants to see him. , I actually wanted to see him in my heart, but I was a little timid, feeling quite "more timid near the hometown". But Dongfang Bubai is destined not to meditate in Changyuan today, because he saw Liang Jing!
Dongfang Bubai stared at the man in black who was slowly walking towards him with his glasses wide open. Expressionless and indifferent, his handsome and upright figure formed a stark contrast with the delicate flowers around him, which made Dongfang Bubai's heart beat faster and he was at a loss for what to do.
But it's only been over a month, how did this person's aura become like this? Seeing Liang Jing getting closer, Dongfang Bubai stood up abruptly, took two steps in a panic, and then stopped abruptly! This scene reminded Liang Jing of the scene when Yang Lianting came back. He sighed in his heart, did his status rise
Walking up to Dongfang Bubai, meeting those beautiful eyes filled with surprise and panic, Liang Jing smiled slightly, and Dongfang Bubai felt that all the flowers in the garden had lost their color for a moment.
Raising his hand to caress Dongfang Bubai's cheek, Liang Jing was almost on the verge of giving up. The person he was thinking about day and night was right in front of him, how could he bear it? ! With the other arm around Dongfang Bubai's waist, Dongfang was startled, "Liang Jing!... Ugh!"
Liang Jing fiercely kissed Dongfang's cool thin lips! Dongfang Bubai was stunned for an instant, and didn't move, letting his warm and hot lips press tightly. Liang Jing's tongue carefully traced Dongfang's lips, sucking lightly from time to time. Not satisfied with the shallow kiss, Liang Jing's long tongue wanted to pry open his teeth, but Dongfang Bubai regained his composure and struggled.
Liang Jing immediately let go of him, and both of them gasped slightly. Dongfang Bubai's face was rosy, and his thin lips were moistened with water. Before Liang Jing's hand left Dongfang's waist, seeing his mouth slightly open, with the tip of his tongue trembling invisibly in his slightly open mouth, Liang Jing's rationality was thrown to the dog by his master. His left hand tightly strangled Dongfang's waist, his right hand went around and lightly pressed on the back of Dongfang's head, Liang Jing lowered his head and captured Dongfang's lips.
The fiery tongue drove in unscrupulously, slid over the teeth, hooked on the pink tongue of the East, tasted every corner, and kept deepening the kiss.
Dongfang Bubai's stiff body gradually softened, and his tongue gradually began to respond, gently rubbing against Liang Jing's long tongue. Feeling Dongfang's response, Liang Jing kissed more passionately, as if he wanted to burn the leader to death through this kiss.
After the kiss was over, Liang Jing wrapped his hands around Dongfang, panting and staring at his reaction.
Dongfang Bubai was close to Liang Jing's arms, his chest heaved, his face was blushing, his eyes were hazy, and he felt like tears would leak out at any moment. Dongfang Bubai was shy and puzzled, how could he be so emotional just now? Although he blamed himself, there was a faint desire in his heart, wanting! want more! Greed for the warmth of this person! Love everything about this man! When the two of them calmed down, Dongfang Bubai looked up at Liang Jing, his black crystal-like eyes were full of fascination, even more joy and sinking.
Liang Jing lifted Dongfang Bubai's chin, looked at him for a moment, raised the corners of his lips into an evil smile, kissed Dongfang Bubai on the forehead, let go and turned to leave. From the beginning to the end, Liang Jing never said a word.
Dongfang Bubai looked at the distant figure, the tip of his nose seemed to be surrounded by that person's faint fragrance. The man's thin back was reflected in the fluttering petals all over the sky, so unreal, as if he was going to dissipate immediately, and it seemed that he had never appeared before, it was just an illusion of Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai suddenly felt fear welling up in his heart, why did he leave? ! How can he leave? ! Why did he leave? !
At this time, Dongfang Bubai acted like a girl who was afraid of losing her lover, not caring about the image of the leader, not caring about the future situation, not caring about the reaction of brother Lian in the future, not caring about all kinds of things. There is only one thought, and I can't let that person out of my sight again!
In the deserted Chang Garden, only the breeze is blowing, singing softly the songs of lovers. A pair of eyes full of anger and viciousness loomed from behind the tree, tearing apart the ambiguity and charm of the garden...