The wedding of Ning Ning and Pei Ji was selected in the spring of the second year.
The mysterious flowers in spring, red and willow green, and peach and plum, are blown by the wind, and a rain of pink and white flowers will fall. The gurgling water brings in the blue waves, and the shadows of the mountains, forests and pavilions are reflected in the water, and the garden is full of style.
Ning Ning didn't want to wear complicated wedding dresses, but Senior Sister Zheng, Qu Feiqing, and Lin Qian insisted again and again, like playing miracle Ning Ning, the day before the big wedding, they took her to try on jewelry for six hours.
"Getting married is a big deal. Ning Ning looks so good-looking, so she must dress up."
Qu Feiqing painted her eyebrows and touched the nose of the girl in front of her, "If you go out beautifully, Pei Ji will be happy too."
Hearing Pei Ji's name, Ning Ning shyly pursed her lips and smiled.
She seldom wears makeup, but now that she has been carefully groomed, she shows a softness that is rarely seen in normal times.
The black hair is pulled up in a cloud bun, towering and dangling, and the flower branches and golden steps and the golden jade and flower hairpins complement each other, like a cloud and a pearl.
Above the almond eyes, the willow eyebrows are outlined in a cloud-like arc, and the cheeks are covered with danzhu, light pink and thin, and the face is like a peach blossom. The "color" of the lips was a rich blushing, as if someone had picked a Kodan flower and put it gently on the girl's lips.
At this moment, Ning Ning smiled, her thin lips curled into a shallow arc, and her cheeks were even more red. Zheng Weiqi couldn't put it down. The junior sister looked at it and sighed, "Ning Ning is so young, why did she get married? It's really cheap, Pei Ji, with the appearance of the junior sister, if I were a man, I would definitely come to grab the marriage."
Qu Feiqing was disrespectful to the old and quietly told her, "Ning Ning, don't be afraid, even if you get married and feel bored in the future, you can come to my Niguang Island. I will teach you personally, and you will be happy like bliss."
Lin Qian had already "felt" the island owner's "sex", so she was not surprised by what she said, and immediately said, "You don't want to listen to them! What a wonderful child Pei Ji, I live for you. If you die, the two of you should get married, and you should be together for a hundred years!"
—When she received the wedding invitation, not only was she crazy, but the elders who were in front of the mysterious mirror were also crazy.
In any case, the young Taoist companions they are standing on must not be demolished! Whoever wants to make trouble, Lin Qian is guaranteed to be the first to fight with him with all the spirit beasts!
"The time is almost here."
Qu Feiqing hummed, "Go out."
Ning Ning nodded.
The wedding ceremony of a person who cultivates truth has always been free of all kinds of red tape. Worshiping the heaven and earth, entertaining guests and then sending them to the bridal chamber are all the steps in the wedding process.
The dark red wedding dress on her body was large and heavy, Ning Ning walked slowly, and as soon as she went out, she saw a slender shadow.
Pei Ji also wore red clothes and stood in front of the door waiting for her.
He was born sharp and handsome. For the first time, he put on a dark red robe, and his skin was white and his lips were red, and he showed a bit of brilliance that he would never normally have.
The moment he saw her, the boy's figure froze, and his eyes filled with surprise and softness that could not be concealed.
Pei Ji stretched out her hand, and Ning Ning put her heart on the back of his hand. The dream-like ecstasy and trance in his heart kept surging, and it was only at this moment that he finally had the real sense of being alive.
This is not a dream.
Ning Ning really married him.
Walking through the peach orchards and green forests with flowers and rain, we came to the main hall where the banquet was held.
The two of them traveled around this year and bought several houses long ago, but at the request of Tian Xianzi and the elders, they finally decided to hold the wedding in Xuanxu.
There were many guests attending the wedding, none of the elders of the major sects were absent, and many of the two's friends were also present.
The strength in his hand tightened.
Pei Ji's voice was very low, "I have me."
It's because he's by my side... that's why I'm even more embarrassed.
Ning Ning pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at him, and sure enough, his mouth was calm, but his ears were actually red.
If one person is embarrassed and shy, it is tantamount to being executed in public; but if there are two blushing people, they will have a company anyway, which will make her feel a little more at ease, and even want to laugh a little.
The dinner was staggered, and Pei Ji led her to toast one by one.
"Good boy Pei Jingning, you are married, and you are as happy as your own wedding!"
Like an overjoyed old father, Tian Xianzi was so excited that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, "If I'm a bachelor all my life in the future, it won't matter! I'm happy! I'm married!"
Jianzun Zhenxiao gave him a terrified look, and pulled Tian Xianzi away, "Your master is so happy that one person drank four buckets of Daughter Red, and now he should be drunk."
He Xiaochen giggled and laughed, clapping his hands while burping, "Get married."
Ji Yun opened his eyes and disliked Lu, and tiptoed the famous head of Lumingshan, "Ning Ning and Pei Ji, ignore him, this person drank four and a half barrels."
After he finished speaking, he raised his voice and shouted, "Tian Xianzi He Xiaochen is drunk, come here if you want revenge!"
"These Immortal Sect elders are not in shape."
The beautiful woman stepped forward with a chuckle, and it was Meng Tingzhou who had met in Luan City.
Song Xianning, who was beside her, gave a smirk, and her face was much more ruddy than when she first met Ning Ning.
"The two of us were traveling in Chushan, and when we heard the news of your marriage, we didn't have time to prepare such a precious gift."
Meng Tingzhou said, "I can only give the two of you the novel objects I have collected over the past year, and I hope you don't dislike it."
They were talking here, and the chatter of the little girl was heard not far away.
Also invited here was Lu Wanxing, whom they knew in the desert. Lu Wanxing has been crawling and rolling in the sky since he was a child, and has developed a temperament to show off recklessly. It happened here that he met Qiao Yan of the Linghu clan.
The two girls had similar interests and were of the same age, and they hit it off at the banquet. They chatted and tasted most of the sweet cakes at the banquet.
"There's nothing interesting in the desert, and if you want to say it's beautiful, you have to count the southern—"
Lu Wanxing swallowed the mung bean cake in his mouth and poked the little fox's arm, "Qiao Yan, the tail following you hasn't been thrown off yet."
When Qiao Yan heard the sound, she turned her head and saw the hesitant young man behind her.
"Joan."
He panicked at the sight, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly said with color, "If you eat too many sweets, you will grow worms."
Qiao Yan put her arms around her arms and looked up at him, "So what?"
The fox ears on the top of the boy's head moved slightly, "Insect teeth will hurt."
"I hurt me, you can't control it!"
Joey was dying of anger.
Yan Qing finally got rid of the demonic energy in her body and turned into the same appearance as usual, but she never imagined that this guy would still stay the same as before.
I can take care of this, but I never mention that I like her, she is serious, and she is clearly an idiot.
"Young Master Yan Qing doesn't like sweet cakes?"
Lu Wanxing drank a little wine, and said leisurely, "Unfortunately, Qiao Yan walked all the way, and left several pieces of her favorite snacks along the way. She said that she wanted to give her childhood sweetheart a taste. It's here, it's really sad."
Yan Qing's ears twitched again.
This is a symbol of happiness, and fox ears can never hide their emotions. He blushed because of this action, and replied in a low voice, "I... I like it, you can give it to me."
Qiao Yan raised her chin, "Why, aren't you afraid of toothache from eating too many sweets?"
"...I'm not afraid of pain."
The fox youth who had just recovered from a serious illness had a very soft voice, with a hint of embarrassment, and told her seriously, "I just don't want to see you hurt."
Wow.
Lu Wanxing covered her mouth with a bitter face. Before the two of them got cavities, she already felt toothache.
I wish all lovers in the world will end up with tooth decay, and the gods will bless them.
After careful cultivation, the Linghu family has recovered most of them. Qiao Yan Niangqin temporarily served as the patriarch, and cooperated with the elders to open the secret realm and expel the demonic energy. When the demonic energy gradually subsided, the home can be rebuilt.
"Xiaoyan has already told me everything about the future, thank you two for giving up their lives to help."
The dignified and graceful woman smiled demurely, "The grace of saving life is unforgettable. All the clansmen of Linghu did their best to give small gifts, and I hope that the two of you will grow old together, Qin Se and Ming."
"We can rest assured that everyone is safe and sound."
Ning Ning didn't know what to think, when she caught a glimpse of two figures not far away, she was curious, "Qiao Yan and Young Master Yan Qing—"
"Yan Qing's child's temperament is introverted, and he wants to wait for his condition to recover before showing his feelings to Xiaoyan."
Qinniang smiled and said, "At that time, Miss Ningning will come back to the Secret Realm of Shuijingjing, and she will be able to see a different scene from before."
"I got the money, I got the money!"
In the other room, the elders of Xianmen were sitting around a table, Lin Qian was triumphant, her neck was so high, "Pei Ji and Ning Ning's wedding date, anyone who bet on the wrong one will hand over the spirit stone!"
"hateful!"
Ji Yunkai's eyes were full of shame, and the little fat hand couldn't grasp so many spiritual stones, and he held it tremblingly, "How could I lose!"
The elder Wan Jianzong looked at him faintly, "Sect Master Ji, you and Island Lord Qu are bet on the second day after the end of the ceremony, can you not lose?"
Jiuyue Jiuri Yi Xuanxu brothers, today, both of them are leeks who have lost everything.
Qu Feiqing raised her eyes and looked up at the sky, with faint tears flashing in her eyes, "Isn't this something I'm thinking about, I can't help it?"
"I think we can have another gamble."
Zheng Weiqi laughed, "For example, 'What's the name of Pei Jingning's child?'"
Meng Jue took a sip of wine leisurely, and sat next to Qiu Baishuang.
The senior brother was taken in by the painting "Milk" and "Milk" in Luancheng, and gradually became familiar with the family. Later, even if he regained consciousness, he would often run to "Milk" and "Milk"'s house.
This person has always been afraid of things, but this time he took the initiative to help Luancheng rebuild the slums and build a courtyard for the homeless children.
Meng Jue answered, "Pei Qi'an."
"Pei Qi'an, Pei Qi'an, isn't it just 'losing money'?"
Su Qinghan glared at him, "It's better to be called Pei Ben'er, to be down-to-earth."
Xu Ye shivered when he heard it, lest the senior sister would name their child "Xu Xuru Life" or "Make a Wish" in the future.
"I-I-I! I thought of it!"
He Zhizhou raised his hand excitedly, "How nice 'Pei Gen' sounds!"
Thinking of the bacon pizza everyone had eaten in the 21st century, He Zhizhou and the little white dragon beside him were all yearning, and together they said "ohhh".
Wen Hemian took a sip of the aged wine, and because he was a little drunk, he couldn't understand their words.
The atmosphere of the disciples is so harmonious, it is worthy of being the next wave of the next generation, this cultivation world is bound to flourish.
After many days of recuperation, Elder Xing finally recovered the sea of knowledge and regained his former spiritual power. He was incapable of drinking, and after a while, he got up and left the table, wanting to go to a quiet place to sober up.
Unexpectedly, I didn't go very far. I just walked to the fence next to the Taolin, and suddenly heard a male voice on the other side of the high wall.
It was the voice of the young city lord Jialan, who was suppressed so deeply that he felt grievances inexplicably, "You keep talking to Meng Jue and ignore me."
There was a stagnation in the air for a moment.
Zheng Weiqi smiled and said in a teasing tone, "Why, the young city master is jealous?"
"Eat—how could I be jealous!"
City Lord Jiang Shao said viciously, "Woman, you have angered me, and I will punish you."
Wen Hemian felt that he was so fierce and terrifying, like a fierce beast, but Zheng Weiqi was only silent for a moment.
Zheng Weiqi "Oh."
The man sneered, his voice so hoarse that it was almost ambiguous, "You are destined to be eaten by me."
The line, which was so embarrassing to make people's eyes go black, fell, and soon it was a muffled sound, and something slammed against the wall.
Immediately, the wall swayed, and there was a louder sound—
Ever since the book became popular, there were too many disciples propped up against the wall to confess or kiss, and under the condensed spiritual power, Jiang Si pushed him like this, and the whole fell down uncontrollably!
What did the wall do wrong, and what did Wen Hemian do wrong.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the young city lord was standing against the wall, biting the white flesh on Zheng Weiqi's cheek in his mouth. His face was full of disbelief, shame, anger and heartbreak, and he appeared inexplicably on the other side of the wall On one side, Elder Xing stared at each other.
Wen Hemian made a decision and slipped away expressionlessly.
Zheng Weiqi…
Zheng Weiqi "Is this what you mean by 'eat me up'?"
Jiang Si held her face in his mouth, daring not to bite or move.
The male protagonist in the storybook loves to say this sentence, and every time he says it, the female protagonist will be flushed with shame.
He had wanted to follow suit for a long time, but every time this line was finished, he would come to the next day's transition one after another, which made him "gross" and didn't know what was skipped in the middle.
Jiang Si thought for a while and thought that it should be eating lips, commonly known as kissing.
But he was embarrassed, and in a confused way, he bit Zheng Weiqi's face for some reason, as if he was eating white jade balls.
The nun who was close at hand hummed.
Before he could react, Zheng Weiqi broke free. But she didn't back away, but raised her head and grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled it down.
Her eyes were burning, and Jiang Si was so confused that she couldn't utter a single line she had prepared for her. People can't get my heart either - I'm a decent person!"
"Young City Lord, 'eat' is not the case."
She raised her eyebrows and hooked her lips, the corners of her mouth were red like a poisonous poison, "...you can learn it, I'll teach you."
When he was forced to bow his head and lean over, Jiang Si's mind went blank.
The nose and lips are filled with the aroma of peach and wine.
After nightfall, the guests dispersed, and Ning Ning and Pei Ji returned to the room.
I didn't feel that getting along with everyone before, but now they are the only ones left, and it is inevitable to perceive a bit of ambiguous embarrassment.
Although they have no personnel, they are not children who do not understand anything, and they are well aware of what should happen next.
"you… "
"I… "
In the silence, two voices sounded at the same time, Pei Ji just looked at her and her ears turned red, "You said."
"Our clothes—"
Ning Ning always felt awkward when such words were asked directly, and the volume became smaller, "Directly... take it off?"
No, no, what kind of idiot question is this.
Ning Ning regretted that she just wanted to swallow this sentence back in her stomach, and then slammed her head.
Pei Ji was stunned when she heard the words, and her figure stopped.
The tension in her eyes couldn't be more obvious. He knew that Ning Ning was panicked and confused, and he answered in a deep voice, "I'll help you."
Seemingly not expecting this answer, the little girl opened her eyes in surprise, but she sat obediently on the edge of the bed, took off the jewelry in her hair, kicked off her shoes and socks, and raised her eyes to meet him.
This is a waiting posture.
When Pei Ji approached step by step, the sound of footsteps seemed to hit her heart heavily.
It was a cold night, and the boy's slender fingers fell on the front of the dress.
The wedding dress was dark red, and the auspicious clouds were surging. His complexion was a cold white that could not be ignored, and every movement was exceptionally clear.
After the purification of the body was finished, the vermilion pink and white between the eyebrows disappeared silently.
She had washed carefully before the ceremony, and the feast was full of the aroma of flowers and wine. Now, several sweet fragrances are intertwined with each other, lining the fragrance of the house, making people dazzled and "fascinated".
Pei Ji's movements were jerky, but fortunately she was patient enough.
When they met for the first time, Ning Ning would never have imagined that this young sword cultivator, who had always been cold and indifferent, one day leaned over and took off her wedding dress a little bit with the hand holding the sword.
The layers of dark red fell, revealing the innermost snow-white lining. Due to Pei Ji's previous actions, the front of the shirt dropped slightly.
One side of the thin bone was "exposed" under the candlelight, quietly rising and falling with her long breathing. Smooth and slender lines flow from the neck to the shoulders, and further down, you can see the arc under the white clothes.
His eyes seemed to be on fire, and he hurriedly bowed his head.
"I-"
Pei Ji's breathing suddenly became "chaotic", and she retracted her hand suddenly, and "chaotically" ripped off the clothes on her body, "I'll come first."
The shyness and hesitation in Ning Ning's heart were all because of his movement, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing.
"You sit down."
She felt a little teasing, patted the bed beside her, and smiled at Pei Ji, "I'll help you."
A few simple words, like a quietly growing vine, bound him in an instant, willing to follow her wishes and step forward.
The people sitting on the edge of the bed changed from one to two.
The wedding dress was complicated and cumbersome. Ning Ning didn't know much about men's clothing at first, but now he was even more confused and frowned silently.
Pei Ji looked down at her movements, raised her hand for a while, put it on the back of Ning Ning's hand, and led her to untie it step by step, "That's it."
It wasn't until he spoke that he realized that his voice had become unbelievably hoarse.
The clothes were removed layer by layer, and Ning Ning's fingertips touched the thinnest undershirt.
Pei Ji lowered her long eyelashes, her face was not turbulent, but her auricle blush became more and more intense, and she continued to guide her downwards with force on her hands.
The underwear was taken off, revealing a slender neck and broad shoulders.
It was not the first time that Ning Ning saw his upper body.
The body belonging to Jianxiu is tall and strong, with tight muscles in the chest, abdomen and forearm, while Pei Ji has a thin body, which is exactly the physique between a boy and a man, slender and beautiful. .
The candlelight flickered, illuminating his deep and shallow old scars that looked like ravines.
Growing up, he always seemed to be hurt.
Ning Ning's heart was sour, and she gently stroked the long scar on his chest with her fingertips, which caused Pei Ji's breath to be "chaotic", and there was a little more sadness in her voice, "...It's not good-looking."
"Why doesn't it look good."
His fingers slid upwards, passing the bulging Adam's apple, pulling up his chin. Pei Ji lowered her eyes when she swiped her thumb on the side of her face, and listened to her slowly saying, "If my husband is not good-looking, who else in the world can be called 'beautiful'?"
The sound of "Husband" was like a fire, falling on his ear, burning hot. The warmth gathered from the auricle and spread down to the whole body, making him unable to stop being anxious.
And Ning Ning's right hand, which is gradually downward, is getting closer and closer to the heat wave.
Pei Ji subconsciously pressed the sheets tightly.
Ning Ning wanted to exert force, but didn't dare to exert force. She didn't know where to look, so she could only stare at her wrist, "Well, then I'll continue—"
The rest of the words were choked in his throat.
His body was suddenly picked up by someone and placed between the red quilts. Pei Ji stepped onto the bed and bullied himself down.
His long hair hangs down softly, covering a large area of rich shadows, Ning Ning heard him say, "I'm coming."
This kind of thing, it is always impossible for girls to take the initiative.
Jianxiu's fingers have distinct knuckles, with thick calluses and scars formed from years of sword practice, and the finger pulps pass through the delicate skin, producing rough and numb itching out of thin air.
Rubbing his fingertips, the white shirt slipped off.
A lychee was peeled off, revealing the white, gleaming pulp inside. What came into sight was at first round and white lines, as if plated with pearl-like "color", because of his unpredictable movements, a few more strands of pink "color" appeared.
Wandering around with his right hand, the "lost" traveler came to the rolling hills. The hills swelled into a smooth arc like a full moon, and Pei Ji didn't dare to use force, and moved down gently.
The moonlight is snow-white and the candle fire is orange-red.
Ning Ning felt his gaze, her cheeks were hot, and she turned her head away.
Suddenly, a sword art flashed, the sword wind blew out the dancing candle, and in the sudden darkness, Pei Ji leaned over to kiss her.
His fingers were hot and his lips were hot.
The thin lips rolled extremely gently, and the tip of the tongue was warm, touching the corners of her mouth, lips and mouth a little bit, leaving only wet and greasy water stains in the senses.
The kiss was meant to distract her.
When Ning Ning came back to his senses again, there was no cover between them, and when he looked down, he could see a huge shadow rising up.
She was startled and almost raised her hand to cover her whole hot face.
"Ningning."
His black eyes were deep, and he seemed to be a little absent-minded. Under the white moonlight, Pei Ji's face was red with blood.
But he was still guiding awkwardly, saying to her in a hoarse voice, "It will hurt."
Ning Ning was speechless and could only nod her head.
So the fiery shadow gradually sank, quietly approaching the hidden corner.
Ning Ning felt a little hot and numb.
Pei Ji moved forward silently, the petals growing in the canyon layer upon layer, soaked in water mist. The force from outside was extremely gentle, quietly protruding between the flowers, causing the branches and leaves to tremble.
A drop of "dew" water falls from the stamens, and then the wind and rain are violent, dripping down more fragrant raindrops.
Ning Ning held her breath, not letting herself make a low cry.
In the late-night canyon, spring "tide" brings rain, wind flows on the water, and the winding path leads to the secluded place, bringing a "swing" rippling boat.
The canyon is extremely deep and narrow, and the cliff walls on both sides are stacked thousands of times, and they are stacked, showing dark and moist lines, and the cage is rich and dark.
The spring water is dark, the evening wind is sudden, and the ship moves slowly in the darkness, gradually getting deeper and deeper.
The undercurrent was surging under the boat, the sound of the water was gurgling, and the place where the two met was also gurgling.
The wind blows open the window, the crescent moon outside the window is curved, and the girl's white toes are also curved.
Ning Ning didn't even have the strength to speak, and only a low voice came out between her thin lips.
It is such a timid tone, like pollen scattered in the quiet spring night, sweet and greasy, leisurely immersed in the limbs and bones, which can most irritate people.
Pei Ji's eyes were dark, and she quietly looked down at her.
Zero's chaotic black hair was sticking to his thin and pale cheeks, like a water snake dormant in the dark. The pair of eyes that were close at hand showed a bit of laxity, as if a swamp covered with water mist was about to engulf her completely.
His eyes seemed to be warm, and Ning Ning's heart was beating like a drum, only to feel the heat rising, not to mention that they were-
She couldn't think about it, and was knocked out again.
"... Pei Ji."
She raised her hand as she inhaled, hiding her embarrassed expression, "Don't… look at me."
He didn't listen to these words, he still looked at her, and said in a daze, "You can call me by my name, okay?"
This voice was hoarse and weak, but it was also naive Chicheng, with longing like nostalgia, like a kitten praying for the owner's embrace.
How could Ning Ning refuse, his heart softened, and tremblingly called him "Pei Ji."
Pei Ji seemed to smile, and kissed her neck, "Yeah."
The neck was dyed with light pink, and dark blue blood vessels were faintly visible. His lips held up the white flesh and outlined the blue-gray veins and bones in turn.
Ning Ning's brain is blank.
The wind and rain were fierce, and the heavy rain almost engulfed the ship, but the hull, which stood as a sword, was like a broken bamboo, and it moved forward slowly in the wind.
Yingsheng from both sides of the strait rose up delicately, hiding in the "color" of the fragrant night, light and rapid, the sound hit the water, causing ripples.
Ning Ning's voice was broken into pieces, occasionally biting his lower lip, taking a deep breath and calling him "Pei..."
A wave came, and Ying Que was knocked down by the wind and rain, and let out a dying whimper.
The young man who was close at hand stopped, listening to her cry, like a small beast whimpering, and said his name weakly, "... Pei Ji."
This sound made his heart melt.
"Does it hurt?"
He kissed her awkwardly, with obvious pity and panic, wanting to step back "I—"
However, before he could move, a pair of soft hands covered his back.
Ning Ning "groped" to touch him in the dark, and subconsciously pressed his palm to prevent him from retreating.
Pei Ji was very hot, like a tight soldering iron.
She was about to die of shame, but she had to shake her head blushing, and told him in a trembling voice, "… continue."
In the quiet spring night, Pei Ji's body temperature rose suddenly.
It was so hot that it seemed to melt his pupils.
A few scattered apricot blossoms floated outside the window, and the boat was obliged and continued on its way.
The waves became more and more turbulent, the canyons became narrower and narrower, and the boat was intermittently blown back by the wind, swaying and swaying, and after a brief stagnation, the wind suddenly broke Row.
There was the sound of water flowing everywhere, and the stench of river water permeated the spring night. The warbler bird couldn't bear such a violent wind and waves, and made a faint chirping again.
In the spring night, smoke is engulfed, and the shadows of people are entangled in the mist.
"Ningning."
Pei Ji was calling her name again, her voice unbelievably hoarse.
The thin lips swept across the neck, and the strength gradually increased, like intimacy, but also like plunder.
Ning Ning listened to him muttering, "I like you."
In this matter, Pei Ji has always been like a child, as if she can't say enough, and would rather tell her every day.
Now that I hear it, I just call her ears crisp and her whole body hot.
"I'm... very happy to be married to you."
Boats cruising, passing by the reflection of the clear moon on the horizon. The boat passenger looked down at the full moon, and saw the water waves swaying and faint ripples appeared.
Pei Ji raised her eyes to look at her, with a red tide that could not be more obvious on her face, and moved her throat lightly, "Is it alright?"
Ning Ning turned her head away from looking at him, and nodded very slightly.
After a short stagnation, the boater leaned down and kissed the shadow of the moon in the water.
The shadow of the moon was round and lustrous, and when it was touched lightly, it swayed away with the flow of water. The river water was actually warm and hot, very soft, and seemed to hide an endless vortex that was going to swallow him up.
The boat moved again, and the "tide" water swiftly retreated to make way for it.
The flow of water born in the valley has always been soothing, and I have never experienced this kind of action.
"you… "
Ning Ning was so embarrassed that she said, "Where did you learn this..."
She lost her strength halfway through speaking and bit her lower lip.
"The book says-"
Pei Ji took a shallow breath, and her eyes were unexpectedly obedient and soft, "The book says, this will make you less uncomfortable."
Ning Ning has seen many kinds of appearances of Pei Ji, cold, fierce, pursed lips and smiling, shy and blushing, but he has never seen him look like this.
The eyes were full of water mist, like honey, the blush at the end of the eyes spread to the whole eye socket, and even the back was shaking, so nervous that he didn't dare to look into her eyes.
He pursed his lips after speaking, and then said hesitantly, "Am I doing something bad?"
Pei Ji had never had such an experience. Not long before he got married, several brothers and sisters had shown him some picture books.
He studied very seriously and did not want to make her suffer because of himself.
However, as soon as he saw Ning Ning, the words and pictures in his mind disappeared, and all actions were based on instinct.
There was still heat in his chest, Ning Ning didn't even dare to breathe, he just wanted to knock his head and say "stupid".
Whenever, Pei Ji always asks her blushing questions seriously.
Could it be that in order to comfort him, she has to say, "You did a good job, I like it very much"
Ning Ning…
Ning Ning "It's okay, okay, it's pretty good."
She was really ashamed to death by admitting this kind of thing herself.
So the long kiss fell again, and Yuanyueyou swayed, and was branded with a little red mark.
The white waves were flying over the canyon, and the moon shadow was shattered into shivering pieces of white. Between the constant advance and retreat, the boat finally reached the deepest point.
Pei Ji's muscles were so tense that she shivered, and she felt like her bones were on fire.
Such a scene used to only appear in his unspeakable dreams.
The girl in her heart was willing to accept him, and in the dark red all around, Ning Ning was delighted by his kiss, her black hair was loose, her eyes were pitch-black and shiny, like a "tide" rising in a moonlit night.
She was incredibly soft, reminding Pei Ji of the clouds that roamed comfortably in spring, and when he "touched" it would melt away softly, accommodating all his hot and sharp edges and corners.
Yuehua was silent, and all kinds of muffled sounds merged with each other.
The girl's long hair was pouring out, and she was crushed under the surging red waves. Jian Xiu's broad back covered the shadow of the black shadow, and Pei Ji called her "... madam."
He loves this title very much. He lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, with a dim light in his eyes, and he took the trouble to murmur "I like you" between kissing her.
The heat waves keep coming. Unfamiliar and turbulent feelings invaded over and over again, and the night wind blew in front of her, bringing a completely different feeling of coldness.
One hot and one cold, the two intersected, and the wind in the canyon suddenly became violent.
The boat was completely engulfed by the waves, Pei Ji's back froze, and the redness on her cheeks deepened.
He was almost at a loss, "Ningning, I..."
Ning Ning covered her face with her hands.
Ying Que couldn't bear the scorching heat, and even the feathers were trembling slightly.
In the middle of the night, everything disappeared.
The wind and rain in the canyon just stopped, and the boat left. Pei Ji lowered his eyes and looked at the quiet and secluded forest stained with red.
He was embarrassed, and the guilt in his heart was even more intense, and he stretched out his hand like a demon, wanting to clean up all the filth.
Ning Ning noticed his movement, endured the pain and avoided "... Don't."
Only then did Pei Ji lift her long eyelashes and look at the little girl with a messy breath.
The bed was lush red, but she was flawless white. The black hair is hanging down, and if you look closely, you can see the shocking red marks under the meandering blue silk.
Pei Ji's eyes swayed slightly, she lay down carefully, and covered her with a happy quilt.
Ning Ning's face was even redder than those marks, and with a slight movement, her body slid into his arms.
A soft, docile touch, it only takes a moment to knock him down.
The indescribable fire still lingers in his heart, he is full of love and longing for venting, but he is unable to vent—
Seeing Ning Ning's frown, Pei Ji was reluctant to let her suffer.
She must have felt the scorching fire, raised her head and looked at him inquiringly.
Clearly water-like eyes, but it made the flames get hotter and hotter.
"… It's ok."
His voice was too hoarse. "Don't be afraid, soon-"
The rest of Pei Ji's words have not yet been spoken, and they all turned into a muffled groan.
Ning Ning suddenly kissed his Adam's apple, and at the same time, his knees forward, and he probed with his leg.
The remaining "tide" has not receded, and all the senses are unbelievably sharp.
Her touch didn't stop, but it didn't turn around. Pei Ji couldn't stop shuddering, the mist in her black eyes was thicker, and she panicked and said "Ning Ning."
"You don't have to care about me."
Her teeth bit the bone lightly, and her voice was like a cat murmuring, "I'm not afraid, and... not uncomfortable."
She always accommodated him like this.
There is no one in this world who can treat him better than the girl in his arms.
Pei Ji couldn't help but love her deeply.
"Not tonight."
Rough and slender hands caressed her back, and Pei Ji greedily grabbed the sweet and warm gardenia fragrance in the air, with a faint smile at the end, "Ning Ning, the future will be long."
There is ample time.
In the future, they still have a lot of time that belongs to only two people.
The heat on Pei Ji's body spread all the way to her face, and Ning Ning responded with a muffled "um".
The spring night is silent, the wind is calm and the water rests.
Ning Ning closed her eyes in his arms, and said to him in a tired voice, "Good night... Pei Ji."
The forehead was kissed.
This kiss was without the slightest desire, like a shy spring rain. Pei Ji's voice was wrapped in the evening wind, and she told her "Ningning, good night" with infinite nostalgia.