Yinxian Valley is divided into Outer Valley and Inner Valley. All the disciples in the sect live in Outer Valley, and they come to entertain people who come to seek medical advice on weekdays. Only the owner of the valley and his direct disciples are eligible to live in Neigu. Wen Ai's master, the previous owner of the valley, has already wandered away, and now he lives alone in this huge Neigu.
Oh, no, one more Zhuo Yiqing who has only half life left.
Zhuo Yiqing was really seriously injured, he was more than a dead man, it took Wen Ai an hour to treat his flesh wounds, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and then he ran non-stop to the medicine warehouse to dispense medicine After preparing the medicine, throw it into the medicine jar and start to boil.
A set of medicine has to be boiled three times, and the medicine juice of these three times is mixed together, and then the medicine is considered complete.
Wen Ai tossed about in the kitchen for more than an hour, and had to go back to the bedroom from time to time to check on Zhuo Yiqing's situation.
While feeding the medicine, Zhuo Yiqing woke up once, and dimly saw Wen Ai's face dangling in front of her eyes, her cheeks were flushed, there was fine sweat on the tip of her nose, and her pink lips were still partly parted. Panting. Zhuo Yiqing thought that she was imagining his little cutie in her dream again, she closed her eyes, and enjoyed it in her dream.
Zhuo Yiqing slept for five days, and Wen Ai changed his medicine every day, and sometimes he had to give him a few injections depending on the situation. Anyway, he was tired and bored. He was overtired in the previous two days. Still having insomnia at night. Wen Ai lay on the bed and wanted to chat with the system, but the system was too busy eating snakes, so it took a long time to reply with a word or two. In the end, Wen Ai could only recite the pharmacopoeia silently, until he fell asleep, even the dream smelled of herbs.
On the morning of the sixth day, Wen Ai washed herself up, and brought rice soup into Zhuo Yiqing's room. Zhuo Yiqing had already woken up, but her flesh was too wounded, she couldn't move for a while, and she could only rely on him to feed her food spoon by spoon.
The rice soup was specially made by Wen Ai's disciples. It was thick and thick, and it smelled very fragrant. He scooped up a spoonful and blew carefully before bringing it to Zhuo Yiqing's mouth.
Zhuo Yiqing drank it cooperatively, but her eyes were fixed on Wen Ai.
Wen Ai felt uncomfortable when he saw him, so he stuffed the spoon into his mouth vigorously: "Watch what I do! Eat quickly, I haven't filled my stomach yet in the morning."
Zhuo Yiqing tilted her head, avoiding the spoonful of rice soup that Wen Ai brought up again, and raised her chin at him: "You eat."
Wen Ai: "I won't drink this, I'll save my stomach to eat buns later."
Zhuo Yiqing let out a "hmm" and quickened the speed of swallowing the rice soup.
When it was time to change the dressing, Wen Ai really felt that it would be better for Zhuo Yiqing not to wake up if he woke up. When he was still unconscious before, Wen Ai didn't think it was a big deal if he stripped him naked and changed the dressing. of. But now that Zhuo Yiqing is awake and conscious, Wen Ai's hand is a little bit hard to let go.
After struggling for a while, Wen Ai asked Zhuo Yiqing to sit on the head of the bed, first changed the medicine on his upper body, and then reached out to untie his belt.
Compared with the criss-crossing knife marks on the chest and back, Zhuo Yiqing's lower body was only wounded a few times, but the group of killers were also very powerful. They slashed at the root of Zhuo Yiqing's right thigh at a very tricky angle. The wound was not deep, but the location was awkward.
Wen Ai knelt down between Zhuo Yiqing's wide-open legs, bent his right leg, exposing the wound on the heel of his leg, bent down to undo the bandage and began to change the dressing.
This pose is really easy to imagine.
Zhuo Yiqing watched Wen Ai's hasty movements condescendingly, the corners of her mouth raised silently.
Wen Ai quickly changed the medicine, and quickly raised her head from between Zhuo Yiqing's legs, her red face didn't know whether it was caused by congested blood when she lowered her head for too long, or she was ashamed.
After a while, Zhuo Yiqing could move his hands and feet twice, and Wen Ai started to padlock his room door, but it was a bit inconvenient to get in and out.
On this day, Wen Ai opened the door and came in, and Zhuo Yiqing happened to be practicing walking slowly in the room.
Wen Ai looked at the side for a while, and came to a conclusion: "You can go to the ground."
Zhuo Yiqing gave him a thumbs up: "Thanks to the little cutie for taking good care of her."
Wen Ai went around him without saying a word, and dragged out a large lump of cloth-covered things from under the bed. Zhuo Yiqing curiously walked to the side to look around. hold his ankle.
Zhuo Yiqing raised his eyebrows, raised his foot and shook the iron chain on his right foot: "What are you playing?"
Without saying a word, Wen Ai locked Zhuo Yiqing's left foot with a "click".
"So straightforward." Zhuo Yiqing took advantage of the opportunity and sat down by the bed, and said with a smile, "Afraid that I will run away? Don't worry, I won't leave even if you drive me away."
Wen Ai stood up, handcuffed Zhuo Yiqing's hands with a pair of iron rings, pulled the chain to the end, and made sure that the end of the iron chain buried in the ground was firm and intact, then said to Zhuo Yiqing with his arms folded: "This chain is made of meteoric iron. After wearing it, the internal force will be sealed. You can move freely in this room, but don't even think about anything else."
Zhuo Yiqing tried to exercise, and found that her true energy was stagnant, almost frozen.
The smile on the corner of his mouth faded a bit, but his tone was still ambiguous: "Are you trying to lock me up here to do bad things?"
"Where do you have such a big face?" Wen Ai sneered, "I brought you back because I need a medicine man with deep inner strength."
The corners of Zhuo Yiqing's mouth flattened: "You mean, if my internal strength is weak, you wouldn't have saved me then?"
"Almost." Wen Ai touched his chin and thought for a while, "But if your internal strength is weak, wouldn't you have already returned to the west before I arrived?"
The smile in Zhuo Yiqing's eyes completely disappeared, and after a while, he curled his lips: "Little cutie, I will let you know that imprisoning Tiangan is a very dangerous thing."
Wen Ai didn't know how dangerous Tiangan was for the time being, but he found that Tiangan's physical fitness was really good, and his self-healing ability was superb. Zhuo Yiqing used to be the person who sank half of her body into the Wangchuan River, but now it has only been half a month, and her internal and external injuries have basically healed.
But now that everything is done, let's go through the plot.
According to the mission prompt, Yin Qianshuang took half a bowl of Zhuo Yiqing's blood every day to study the poison that can make people lose their martial arts.
Wen Ai found a sharp dagger, took an empty bowl, and ran into the room where Zhuo Yiqing was being held.
Zhuo Yiqing was sitting by the window drawing, and the heavy shackles on his wrists didn't seem to affect his state. Wen Ai stood by and watched silently for a while, and found that Zhuo Yiqing originally painted the scene of drying herbs in the yard outside. The painting style is quite realistic.
After two cups of tea, Zhuo Yiqing finally put down his pen. He turned his head, saw the knife and bowl in Wen Ai's hand, and asked knowingly, "Stay by my side for so long, what do you want to do?"
Wen Ai looked at Zhuo Yiqing's hand, then at the painting on the table, the dagger in his hand was clenched tighter and tighter, and finally ran out without saying a word.
The next day, Wen Ai ran in with an empty bowl, shook out a pill from the medicine bottle, held it in front of Zhuo Yiqing with her hand, "Take it."
Zhuo Yiqing didn't take it, she lowered her head and smelled it, the tip of her nose was about to poke Wen Ai's palm, it was so itchy that Wen Ai wanted to scratch herself with her nails.
"What do you smell? You can't let it go if you smell poison." Wen Ai squeezed Zhuo Yiqing's mouth open, patted his hand on it, and slapped the pill directly into Zhuo Yiqing's mouth. He refused to move away and covered his mouth to prevent him from spitting it out.
A hint of teasing flashed in Zhuo Yiqing's eyes, she stuck out her tongue and made a circle on Wen Ai's palm vigorously.
Wen Ai let out a short cry, and withdrew his hand like lightning.
"Believe it or not, I'll cut off your tongue?" Wen Ai frantically wiped his hands on his clothes, his white and tender palms were rubbed red.
Zhuo Yiqing propped her chin with her hands, and looked at him leisurely: "Believe me, if you dare to use a knife."
Wen Ai picked up the teapot next to him and poured water on his hands, and retorted without raising his head: "Don't provoke me, I'll tell you, otherwise I can really do it."
Zhuo Yiqing opened her mouth just as she was about to say something, but suddenly her throat felt sweet, and she spat out a large stream of blood.
Wen Ai immediately threw away the teapot, and used an empty bowl to catch Zhuo Yiqing's vomited blood. After collecting almost half of the bowl, Zhuo Yiqing didn't vomit blood much anymore.
"Wipe." Wen Ai threw a clean handkerchief to Zhuo Yiqing, and walked away without looking back with the bowl in hand.
In the plot, Yin Qianshuang developed a poison that can swallow internal energy within a month, and Wen Ai must also produce results within this time limit, and then pour it into the hero.
All afternoon, Wen Ai shut himself in the medicine room to study the poison prescription.
The next day, Wen Ai fed Zhuo Yiqing another pill like yesterday's, and then waited for him to vomit blood with a bowl in his hands, his black eyes unblinking, like a well-behaved child waiting to get sugar.
Zhuo Yiqing couldn't help poking his plump forehead: "You like my blood so much?"
Wen Ai nodded without thinking.
Zhuo Yiqing narrowed her charming eyes: "Even if you don't lock me up, I'm willing to give you half a bowl every day."
Wen Ai shook his head firmly: "You hinted too clearly, give up, I won't let you go, you should prepare to die of old age in the valley as early as possible."
"Die of old age?" Zhuo Yiqing smiled and leaned back in the chair, "So you plan to stay with me for a hundred years."
Wen Ai clasped the back of his head, pressed his head down and hung it down: "Don't look up, all the blood will flow into your neck later."
As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Yiqing vomited blood.
Wen Ai quickly caught every drop with the bowl: "Look, it's a good thing I'm in time!"
There was a little pride in his tone, Zhuo Yiqing was immediately annoyed and funny when he heard this, the corner of his mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth.
Wen Ai was close to him, and was caught off guard by him, the blood in the bowl almost didn't splash on the ground.
Wen Ai doesn't know how to cook, and three meals a day are prepared by the disciples of Waigu and brought in. Wen Ai usually eats with Zhuo Yiqing, and now the two of them are sitting at the dining table, and the disciple who delivers the meals is exactly the same Put the plate on the table in the same way.
Zhuo Yiqing quickly noticed that the dishes tonight were unusual, such as steamed yam with red dates, dates with glutinous rice, stir-fried pork liver, boiled pork liver, tomato and pork liver soup...even the rice was mixed with black beans.
All blood-enriching ingredients.
After the disciple who delivered the meal withdrew, Zhuo Yiqing raised her eyebrows and asked, "Want to replenish my blood?"
Wen Ai nodded, and pushed the fried pork liver in front of him to Zhuo Yiqing: "Eat it, half a bowl of blood every day, I'm afraid you will be drained by me, where can I find such a good medicine?" People go."
Zhuo Yiqing was amused: "Then I'm quite precious with you?"
Wen Ai was grabbing the chicken leg from the roast chicken and pulling it out, and took a moment to glance at him: "Yeah, you are rarer than me, look at this big table of dishes, except for this plate of roast chicken, there is basically nothing wrong with me son."
Zhuo Yiqing stretched out the chopsticks to help him break the bones and tendons connecting the chicken legs and body: "Don't do it next time, I don't like to eat these either."
Wen Ai gnawed on the chicken leg as he wished, and his eyes were bent: "Then what do you like to eat?"
Zhuo Yiqing thought for a while: "Water caltrop, my specialty, unfortunately it's not in season now."
Wen Ai opened his mouth and ate glisteningly: "Don't add the last sentence, as if it's the season and I will get it for you."
Zhuo Yiqing looked at Wen Ai eating the chicken leg, smiled and shook his head: "Little bandit without conscience."
The next day, Wen Ai was rummaging in the medicinal material library, and found a bunch of water chestnuts in the medicine cabinet where sealwort was kept. Some unscrupulous Waigu disciple didn't see clearly when he was counting the medicinal materials, and it got mixed in.
Wen Ai stared at the pile of water chestnuts for two seconds, then turned around and pulled a sheet from the clothes drying pole in the yard, laid it on the ground, picked out the water chestnuts and threw them on the bed sheet.
Water chestnut and sealwort are a bit similar in appearance, and they are both dark, so it is a bit troublesome to pick the back.
The system was surprised: "Why are you so nice to him?"
Wen Ai rubbed his eyes: "I didn't treat him well, I just felt sorry."
The system moved out the small bench: "Tell your story."
Wen Ai: "... There is no story. The main reason is that I take other people's blood every day, which hurts my body and self-esteem. My conscience is disturbed."
System: "However, he doesn't look like his self-esteem has been hurt."
Wen Ai: "You can't see his heart through a layer of skin. What if it's a forced smile? He was plotted against by two brothers, and then I caught him... He took good care of me before, yesterday He said he wanted to eat water chestnuts, and I found them today, fate is really unacceptable."
The system hates iron and steel a little: "You are so soft-hearted, take jujube pills for your mission!"
The water chestnut was almost finished, Wen Ai gathered the four corners of the bed sheet towards the middle, tied them with knots, barely tied them into a big bundle, and dragged them to the kitchen.
Wen Ai tried to cook a pot. According to the method found in the system Baidu, first boil for fifteen minutes, then stew for ten minutes. When the lid was opened, the fragrance of water chestnut overflowed the kitchen, and the whole bamboo house smelled like this.
When Wen Ai walked into the room with a small food bowl, Zhuo Yiqing was already sitting at the table waiting: "Didn't you say yesterday that you wouldn't buy anything for me? Why did you cook it all of a sudden today?"
"Accidentally found it in the medicinal material library. I don't know how long it has been stored. It is just right for you to test the poison." Wen Ai put the small food bowl in front of Zhuo Yiqing, "Eat."
Zhuo Yiqing looked down at the water chestnut meat in the basin that had been broken into small pieces, and couldn't help but laugh, "Why did you peel it like this?"
Wen Ai stood beside him with his hands behind his back: "Are you eating it or looking at it? Besides, I think I peel it pretty well."
Zhuo Yiqing picked up one and tasted it: "It tastes good, but it looks... your little hands are so beautiful, why are you so clumsy when you move them?"
Wen Ai slapped away his hand that continued to reach into the basin: "Then don't eat it!"
Although Zhuo Yiqing's internal energy was sealed, his eyesight was still sharp. As soon as Wen Ai's hand stretched out from behind, Zhuo Yiqing saw those red and swollen fingers clearly. He frowned and took Wen Ai's hand He grabbed it with his hand and looked carefully, then asked in a low voice, "Was the water chestnut peeled?"
Wen Ai kept his temper and refused to talk to him.
Zhuo Yiqing's heart ached now, and she lightly touched his swollen fingertips: "Does it hurt?"
As soon as Zhuo Yiqing's expression of pity came out, Wen Ai couldn't suppress the grievance in her heart, and she curled her small mouth: "What do you think? I peeled it for you with good intentions, and you still think I'm clumsy..."
Wen Ai's small appearance of being bullied made Zhuo Yiqing's heart melt into a puddle of spring water: "Not stupid, not stupid. I'm teasing you, you peeled it yourself, even if it is broken into tofu I like it, don't be sad."
Wen Ai said stubbornly: "Who is sad, you say it as if I really care, I'm just angry."
"Okay, okay, then let's not be angry." Zhuo Yiqing held Wen Ai's hand to his mouth, "I'll brag to you."
Zhuo Yiqing lowered her head and blew air on those red and swollen fingertips. While blowing, she kissed them. Several kisses were not enough, and finally she sucked them into her mouth.
"What are you doing!" Wen Ai opened his eyes wide and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhuo Yiqing just grabbed his hand and clung to his finger like he was holding some baby, and licked it gently with his tongue. Lick the small wound on the pulp of the finger.
"Hmm..." Wen Ai pushed Zhuo Yiqing's head vigorously, "Stop licking, I'll go and apply the medicine myself later."
Zhuo Yiqing held Wen Ai's fingers for a long time before spitting out Wen Ai's fingers, held them in his palm, and kissed them lovingly: "Don't touch those sharp things again, it makes my heart ache to death."
Wen Ai blushed and withdrew her hand: "Don't come here, don't think I'll let you go if you behave yourself, there's no way!"
After speaking, he turned around and ran away.
Zhuo Yiqing was stunned for a long time. It turned out that her tenderness was passed on to Wen Ai, and it was interpreted as running away and flattering her. Zhuo Yiqing's smile was a little bleak: "I really want to die unjustly..."
The next day, Wen Ai boiled another pot of water chestnut, drained the water with a dustpan, and brought it to the table in front of Zhuo Yiqing: "Aren't you going to teach me to peel the shell?"
"Okay, you sit first." Zhuo Yiqing helped Wen Ai open the bamboo stool next to him, took a random water chestnut from the dustpan, and turned to Wen Ai, "Where is the knife I asked you to find?"
Wen Ai took out a small knife from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Don't break it, I got it from the medicine room, and it's needed to process the medicinal materials."
"Then I can't guarantee it." Zhuo Yiqing flicked the thin blade, then pinched the water chestnut in his hand, "You left the water chestnut for too long, the shell is not so hard."
Wen Ai hesitated: "Then how about I bring the kitchen knife I used yesterday?"
"No, I'll try to take it easy." Zhuo Yiqing said, "Come here, I'm going to start."
The shape of the water chestnut is similar to the head of the Bull Demon King, with a pair of pointed horns that are bent down. Zhuo Yiqing cut off the pair of sharp horns, and then cut a horizontal knife on the belly of the water chestnut, and pinched the two ends with his hands. When you break it out, the white water chestnut meat falls out of the shell.
Zhuo Yiqing raised his chin towards Wen Ai, "Do you see if it's broken?"
Wen Ai carefully picked up the water chestnut meat and put it in the palm of his hand, fiddled with it with his fingers to look around, and said excitedly, "It's complete, no scum is dropped!"
Zhuo Yiqing smiled triumphantly, picked up water chestnut meat and stuffed it into Wen Ai's mouth: "Is it delicious?"
Wen Ai's cheeks bulged after eating: "It's delicious!"
In fact, the taste is secondary. The main reason is that eating such a complete piece of pulp in one bite will produce a refreshing feeling psychologically.
Zhuo Yiqing quickly peeled off another one, pinched it and shook it in front of Wen Ai's eyes: "Do you want it?"
Wen Ai stared at the round water chestnut meat, nodded: "Yes!"
Zhuo Yiqing lowered her voice and coaxed: "Isn't that brother very powerful?"
Wen Ai frowned and struggled for a second: "Excellent."
Zhuo Yiqing was still not satisfied: "Then you call me brother, and I'll give you the whole pot."
Wen Ai quit, picked up the knife and started to do it himself: "I gave you a pole and you really climbed up. I didn't master the method yesterday, and it's not necessarily worse than your peeling now."
Before he finished speaking, he was pierced by the sharp horn again, and he let out an "ah" in pain, which shocked Zhuo Yiqing.
"Let me see." Zhuo Yiqing eagerly pulled Wen Ai's hand over, and found a small hole on the pulp of the index finger that was oozing blood, and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word. He slapped himself in the face, so embarrassed that he didn't want to talk, so he still played with it.
This small wound didn't ooze much blood, Zhuo Yiqing quickly let go of his mouth, lifted up the hem of his clothes to help Wen Ai wipe the saliva off his fingers, and pinched his palm by the way: "What do you mean?" Your hands are so innocent, you have stabbed them all day long."
Wen Ai said without confidence: "I am willing."
"I'm not happy." Zhuo Yiqing frowned and looked at him, "I told you yesterday that you are not allowed to touch such things that easily scratch your hands."
Wen Ai murmured in a low voice: "I didn't do it until you made the conditions with me first."
Zhuo Yiqing stared at his face: "Then if you are willing to call me, won't it be okay?"
Wen Ai turned his face aside: "Don't bark."
Zhuo Yiqing's shoulders slumped, and she sighed helplessly: "Yes, you are cute and you are right, I will strip you willingly, okay?"
Wen Ai turned her face back, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but her voice was very calm: "Oh."
In the previous world, she enjoyed the convenient life of the modern society, but now in the ancient times with backward conditions, Wen Ai encountered various problems. Let’s take a bath as an example. You have to use a large boiler to boil water, and then transport it to the bathtub in the room one by one. When it is cold and hot, you have to add several buckets of water to adjust it. When you can finally take a bath, you are almost the same. Also useless.
Wen Ai really didn't want to boil water tonight. Seeing that the weather in May had gotten a lot warmer, he took a change of clothes and ran to the small lake behind the bamboo house to take a bath. It was a little cold when I first entered the water, but after swimming for a while, my body gradually adapted to the water temperature.
Wen Ai's water skills are good, but after all, he is in the lake, and he doesn't dare to swim too far. After a little fun, he honestly began to take a bath in the shallow water.
Zhuo Yiqing's senses are very sensitive, specifically speaking, he has sharp eyes and ears, and his sense of smell and taste is extremely sensitive. This is not a result of martial arts training, but a talent brought out from his mother's womb.
His house was relatively close to the small lake behind him, and in the dead of night, he could often hear the sound of the lake water being blown by the wind and waves, but tonight the sound was a bit strange.
Zhuo Yiqing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the window, and opened the door to the new world.
His little cutie is taking a bath.
Under the clear moonlight, he stroked his naked body inch by inch.
Every movement is like a silent seduction.
Zhuo Yiqing shed nosebleeds to show respect, and exuded a restless heavenly aura.
His little cutie is going ashore.
Stand up slowly from the water.
The wet face, the beautiful collarbone, the small breasts, the slender waist, and the pink between the legs—
The breath of heavenly emotion filled the whole room, tumbling and clamoring manically.
Zhuo Yiqing's red eyes stared fixedly at the prey by the lake, his hand reached for the desire in his crotch, and the iron chain on his wrist shook violently.
His little cutie started getting dressed.
Clothes fell on the floor.
His little cutie bent over.
The full buttocks are slightly parted.
loomingly revealed—
With a warm palm, Zhuo Yiqing let go.
Wen Ai got dressed and went back to the house refreshed.
Looking at the empty lakeshore, Zhuo Yiqing had deep doubts about her staying power.
During lunch the next day, Zhuo Yiqing asked to take a bath.
Wen Ai was pouring soup into a bowl with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs: "Isn't it three days yet?"
It was too troublesome to boil a bucket of bath water, and Wen Ai was exhausted from burning it for himself every day, so it was impossible to burn Zhuo Yiqing's share again. Fortunately, every three days, someone would go into the inner valley to clean the house. Wen Ai called the cleaner to help Zhuo Yiqing boil the water, which temporarily solved the problem of taking a bath.
The cleaners came only the day before yesterday and will not come again until tomorrow.
Zhuo Yiqing put down the chopsticks and looked at Wen Ai: "The weather is warm these few days, and I tend to sweat when I sleep, and it's sticky and uncomfortable."
Wen Ai also put down his chopsticks and looked at him: "You mean to let me boil water to serve you?"
Zhuo Yiqing burst out laughing: "How dare I ask you to serve me? I'll just go to the lake behind and wash up."
Wen Ai frowned and thought for a while, then got up and went to Zhuo Yiqing's collar to smell it: "It smells a little sweaty, okay, sure. But let me tell you in advance that iron chains won't be removed. You have to take it into the water."
Zhuo Yiqing responded readily, "Okay."
In the afternoon, Wen Ai went to the backyard to collect the dried clothes, picked out her own and put them back in the room, and threw the rest on Zhuo Yiqing's bed.
Zhuo Yiqing dug out a set of clean clothes from inside, and said to Wen Ai, "Take a bath?"
"Well, wait a minute." Wen Ai took out a new iron chain. One end of the iron ring was fastened to Zhuo Yiqing's left foot, and the other end was firmly held in his hand. All the iron rings on Qing's limbs were removed.
Zhuo Yiqing shook the new anklet on his left foot: "Where did you get such a complete set of accessories?"
Wen Ai pulled the iron chain and led Zhuo Yiqing out of the house like a dog: "Master stayed here."
Zhuo Yiqing caught up with him in a few steps, and walked side by side with him: "Your master also raised medicine people before?"
Wen Ai recalled it for a while, then shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."
Zhuo Yiqing tossed the wrapped change of clothes to play: "Then why did you go down this crooked path?"
Wen Ai glared at him: "Then your father is such a serious hero, why did he give birth to such a dishonest son like you?"
Zhuo Yiqing smiled wryly: "You just didn't see me when I was serious."
After walking to the lake, Zhuo Yiqing began to undress, Wen Ai tied the iron chain to a tree trunk, and then took out a pack of medicine powder.
Zhuo Yiqing threw the coat he took off on the ground, and asked, "What is this?"
Wen Ai pursed her lips: "Ruanjinsan."
After a pause, he added: "The weight is not big, it will only make you unable to lift up your strength. It's okay to take a shower."
Zhuo Yiqing took off her underwear, revealing her strong upper body: "Then why didn't you give it to me before going out? Aren't you afraid that I'll run away dragging the chain on the road?"
"I forgot when I was busy just now." Wen Ai took Zhuo Yiqing's hand that was undoing his trouser belt, "You take off the belt later, take the medicine first."
Zhuo Yiqing took the medicine bag, unfolded it and poured it all into his mouth, and when he was done, he took the initiative to stick out his tongue for Wen Ai to check.
Wen Ai was caught off guard and saw a scarlet tongue, the tip of the tongue hooked up erotically, and he immediately pushed Zhuo Yiqing's head to the side: "You are disgusting, are you!"
Zhuo Yiqing turned her head back, gave Wen Ai a meaningful look, and finally said nothing.
After Zhuo Yiqing went into the water, Wen Ai sat far away under the tree tied with iron chains and waited, glancing at the situation on the other side of the lake from time to time.
After staring for about ten minutes, Wen Ai found that the people in the lake were gone. He hurried to the shore, and the iron chain connected from the tree trunk extended into the water. Wen Ai tried to pull it. It was heavy, obviously still tied to Zhuo Yiqing.
Wen Ai stomped her feet angrily, probably because of a mistake in her tendons, Zhuo Yiqing drowned and sank to the bottom.
He grasped the iron chain tightly with both hands, and pulled it hard towards the shore, but after a while, he suddenly couldn't pull it anymore, as if the head in the water was being held firmly by something.
Wen Ai wrapped the iron chain around his arms a few times, fell backwards, and kicked his feet hard on the ground. As a result, the wet mud on the bank was pushed out of a hole by him, and the iron chain was still stuck in the water without moving. inside.
Wen Ai was so panicked that he didn't even bother to take off his shoes, so he plunged into the lake.
Fortunately, it was afternoon and there was enough light, Wen Ai dived down along the iron chain, and saw Zhuo Yiqing falling upside down in a ball of aquatic plants.
Wen Ai swam over at the fastest speed, untied the water plants wrapped around Zhuo Yiqing's upper body, hugged his waist, and led him to float up. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yiqing suddenly moved his mouth close, pried open his jaw with his tongue, and sucked vigorously.
The heavenly aura swept over Wen Ai domineeringly, and he wanted to hide, but Zhuo Yiqing wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand and the back of his head with the other, so that he couldn't find a breakthrough at all.
Zhuo Yiqing continuously sucked the air from Wen Ai's mouth, Wen Ai understood that Zhuo Yiqing was out of oxygen, so he relaxed his body and stopped struggling so that the two of them could float up faster.
After realizing Wen Ai's obedience, Zhuo Yiqing sucked even harder, even Wen Ai's tongue was sucked by him.
After breaking through the water, Wen Ai pushed Zhuo Yiqing away and took a big gulp of oxygen, feeling that her lungs that had been sucked flat had bulged back, and then slowly swam ashore.
Zhuo Yiqing only wore underwear and trousers, and he put his coat on Wen Ai: "Just now..."
Wen Ai raised his hand to stop him: "Eager to survive, I don't blame you, go back."
Stimulated by the dry breath just now, Wen Ai felt that his body was a little weak. To be on the safe side, it would be safer to go back and take the medicine as soon as possible.
Wen Ai untied the iron chain tied to the tree trunk, held it in his hand, and walked back with his head sullen.
Zhuo Yiqing didn't follow him this time and walked side by side with him, but took a few steps behind him.
Zhuo Yiqing moved his tongue and spit out a piece of water plant leaf from his mouth.
When Wen Ai was pulling him on the shore, he could still grab the water plants with his hands, but after Wen Ai dived into the water, he could only let go of his hands and bite the water plants with his teeth, so as not to be swept away by the undercurrent at the bottom of the water, and to pretend that he was caught by the undercurrent. The illusion of being entangled by aquatic plants.
His back molars are still hurting.
But well worth it.
Zhuo Yiqing licked her lips, recalling the feeling just now.
The little cutie's lips were soft and sweet, he really wanted to strip him naked and rub him hard, but he finally held back, withdrew his exhilarating natural breath little by little, lay dormant, and waited for the opportunity.
And he has one more thing to be sure of.
When he met Wen Ai for the first time, he had smelled the faint fragrance of earth from Wen Ai, but it was only for a moment, and when he approached Wen Ai's neck and sniffed carefully, there was no smell left.
But just now when he was in the water, to be precise, when his natural aura leaked out, he smelled that indistinct fragrance again, sweet and alluring.
Zhuo Yiqing raised her eyelids, staring at Wen Ai's slightly panicked back, with deep interest in her eyes.
Little cutie, I seem to want to know your secret.