Jing Lin immediately concluded, the stone could not come out, and his emotions had nowhere to hide. In the past so many years, he has become accustomed to hiding his other self in a stone. The best way not to lose the original heart is to store it elsewhere, and the stone has no scruples about what Lin Songjun can't do.
But that is also Jing Lin.
There is no one in this world who understands better than Cang Ji, his Jing Lin is no longer bound, and the stone should not be a hiding place for Jing Lin. Cang Ji wants to put all his joys, sorrows and joys in his heart.
Seeing that Jing Lin was at a loss for words, Cang Ji couldn't help but say: "Don't know? It's okay, ask a teacher and I'll teach you." He held Jing Lin's two wrists, leaving a gap between his ears, and then slowly taught. , "Why is the person in my arms like jade, soft and creamy. In the past, in the mountains, I had eyes but didn't recognize soft and warm jade, and I actually regarded my Jinglin as a white porcelain essence."
Jing Lin was held by Cang Ji in his arms, he moved his legs uncomfortably, and was pressed against his knees by the book.
"I want to hold you." Cang Ji explained seriously, "It's because you picked it up very lightly, and if you hit it a little harder, you couldn't tell which was the water and where was you."
"...Me." Jing Lin was restrained by his wrists, and only looked at Cang Ji with one pair of eyes, and the light inside made Cang Ji's mumbling words on the tip of his tongue swallowed it.
"I'm not water." Jing Lin said, "... I can't contain it."
Cang Ji kissed Jing Lin's ear, and said, "I'm in the water now, and I will be indulging in this in the future."
Jinglin knew exactly what Cang Ji was talking about, so he tried to climb. But Cang Ji imprisoned him from behind, whispering along his ears.
"They told you that Canglong's throat was born with scales, and it was destroyed, but they never told you that Canglong's nature is prostitution. I love you, and I want to do things with you as soon as possible." Cang Ji gradually held Jing Lin's hand, " I want to love you as much as I want to hurt you. Although I always make you panic and make you afraid, I also want to make you indulge in me. I love someone, and this person loves me too. Whether he brews tea, talks about Taoism or enjoys love, it is only right and proper."
"It's just right and right." Jing Lin muttered.
"It's just right." Cang Ji took Jing Lin's hand to his lower abdomen, and joked, "I can come and go freely here, and this Yanquan sword belongs to me."
Jinglin tilted his head and said, "No..."
"This evil Canglong belongs to you." Cang Ji suddenly blocked Jing Lin, and with his usual offensive kiss, Jing Lin was unsteady.
Cang Ji leaned back against the wall of the car, he suddenly raised his legs to push aside the debris, and with force between his arms, rubbed Jing Lin around his waist and turned around. Jing Lin rode on his body, his hair scattered behind with Cang Ji's movements.
The lips and tongues swallowed not only the beloved, but also the secret love of the two. Lust soaked wetly in the limbs and bones, soaking Jing Lin until the corners of his eyes were red, and a spring feeling opened between his eyebrows. Cang Ji wrinkled Jing Lin's robe, he sucked Jing Lin's tongue in an extremely erotic way, with water waves in his eyes, kissed Jing Lin until his legs became weak, and rubbed Jing Lin until Sigh vaguely.
"So what's wrong with the love in bed." Cang Ji hugged the person who had melted and bit his ear in a hoarse voice, "From the moment of undressing, every step of the way is to love you. Whether it's too heavy or not, I'll leave all my lustful lust to you."
Jinglin buried his face, and the stone villain finally stopped moving.
The carriage was already there when the snow stopped.
Cang Ji stepped out of the curtain. This behavior was not eye-catching. He tried his best to hide his demonic aura, so he took a few breaths when he landed.
She Hui's buddies took care all the way, followed the saddle before and after the horse, and now they were delivered to the place, and they had to come to make fun. Cang Ji threw him a few gold beads, he accepted it with a smile, and said to Cang Ji: "Young Master is a rare God of Wealth! This journey went smoothly, and most of it was the blessing of the Young Master. Master She specifically asked , I have prepared a small gift for Madam."
Who didn't know that "Mrs. Cao" was the heart of Young Master Cao.
Cang Ji said quite happily: "I have asked Master She to worry about it, go back and report peace for me."
The man answered in a row, and the two were in the ensuite, when the man's eyes suddenly stopped, and then he stumbled and said, "...Husband, madam?"
Jinglin covered the fox fur on his shoulders and looked sideways when he heard the sound. Although he hadn't remembered much in the past few days, it was no longer as cold as it was when he came down the mountain.
Cang Ji said, "Is it cold?"
Jinglin looked at the distant mountains, the snow and fog were faint, and it had been a year since the two of them went down the mountain.
"It's not cold." Jing Lin replied.
Cang Ji glanced at the man, and the man immediately fell silent. He stepped side by side with Jing Lin and walked along the road that Canxue had not swept away.
"Zongyin has a stable temperament, has always fulfilled his duties, and is good at doing things according to the rules." Cang Ji said, "He shouldn't have any enemies."
"He will not leave the sea for no reason." Jing Lin considered, "If he is not taken away, he will leave on his own."
"A person has changed suddenly." Cang Ji said, "It must be the word love."
"Say that." Jing Lin looked at Cang Ji, "It's too arbitrary."
"I have met Zongyin several times, but I can already guess what kind of person he is. If he was not forced to help, he would never quit his job and leave the sea. It's just emotional, he is the emperor of the east, such as It's not impossible to hide the Nine Heavens Realm. Why do you have to leave in a hurry and expose it?" Cang Ji said and looked around, "This village is a bit weird."
"There are fewer people." Jinglin stopped and motioned Cang Ji to look forward, "The snow is covering the Chaimen, and there are less than five people left here."
"No one is in charge, and monsters are rampant." Cang Ji said, "But it won't cause a major incident, because the Division of Demarcation will dispatch people as soon as possible, so there is no reason to run so cleanly."
Jinglin had no clue for a while, and he said: "Before leaving, Dongjun Road is the only one of the eight sufferings left, but I can clearly calculate that there are three less sufferings. If you can guess which Zongyin is, there may be some clues. ."
"There are two less sufferings." Seeing Jinglin puzzled, Cang Ji explained, "Dong Lin's 'death', Gu Shen's 'love parting', Chu Lun's 'sickness', Zuo Qingzhou's 'can't let go' , the 'old' of the old emperor. These are the five hardships that you and I have experienced together, and I saw the 'resentment meeting' in the Wangchuan River, so now there are only 'can't ask' and 'life'."
He kept his mouth shut and did not mention who this resentment would be, but Jing Lin seemed to have a heart.
Jinglin said: "Zongyin has been looking for the opportunity to transform into a dragon for hundreds of years, but he has not been able to. So it is appropriate to give him a 'can not ask'."
"It's only a hundred years." Cang Ji said, "Ordinary people practice and ask for thousands of years, and they are restrained by their true nature. There are very few people who can enter the realm. Zongyin just doesn't know how to get started, but it's not that he can't transform into a dragon. Therefore, there is something missing for him, but it is life, which may imply that he will have a catastrophe, and he will have to go through life and death."
Jing Lin was silent.
Cang Ji guessed what he was thinking, so he said, "You always thought it was you in life, didn't you?"
Jing Lin nodded, thought about it, and said, "I have a rare chance of life, and I would have fallen into death in that situation."
"Dongjun has a saying that is not bad. The eight sufferings are closely related to you and me. Now that life and death are over, there will be nothing to fear from now on."
Cang Ji said that he picked up Jing Lin's hand and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.
"It's cold like this, and you told me not to be cold."
The two of them did not find another place to live, but returned to the Pillow Chan Courtyard. The porch in the courtyard had collapsed in half, and the small pond beside the house had also dried up. Fortunately, the two of them are not mortals, otherwise they would have to sleep in the snow tonight.
Jinglin changed the carving on the push door to a different pattern, Cang Ji took a look at the scroll while passing by, and asked, "A dog?"
Jing Lin covered half of it with his palm, looked back and said, "I won't tell you."
"That's a fox." Cang Ji came over and leaned against Jinglin's cheek from behind, "What do you want a fox to do? Change a dragon."
Jinglin said, "It's not a fox."
"...What do you like in the future?" Cang Ji said tactfully, "Even if you tell my brother, I will draw it for you to play with."
Jing Lin was slightly embarrassed, and the stone rolled in his sleeve again.
Cang Ji gave him a slap and said, "Take advantage of me with a stone? It's fumbling around in my sleeve."
Jing Lin sternly retorted: "Where is touch?"
"It's not called touching." Cang Ji let go of his hugging arms with a "clatter" and propped himself around Jinglin, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. It's called rubbing, it's called sticking, it's called grinding."
Jing Lin was almost on the door, he said, "Fuck, you have to talk nonsense."
"I'm wronged." Cang Ji said, "I want to roll too."
After saying that, without waiting for Jing Lin to reply, he first picked up the person by his waist. He is used to hugging like this, and now Jing Lin can look calm even with his feet off the ground, and was brought into the room by Cang Ji. A new blanket was laid on the ground, and Jinglin had a flower in front of his eyes, and the person had been placed in the blanket.
Cang Ji rushed down and hugged Jing Lin in his arms. Then he turned over, let Jinglin stay on top, put his pillow on the bottom, and said, "I want to roll with you every day."
Jing Lin supported her arm and said, "No one is watching at home."
Cang Ji laughed, pressed the back of Jing Lin's head, kissed him fiercely, and said, "What did you say?"
Jing Lin said: "At home..."
Cang Ji followed and took another bite. He held Jing Lin's cheek and said, "I'm going home with me, I want to get married."
Jing Lin was kissed by him until his lips were slightly red, and when he heard the words, he wanted to pull the stone, but the stone was not pulled, only Cang Ji's sleeve. He clutched Cang Ji's sleeve and said, "What's so good about marrying me?"
Cang Ji held Jing Lin's forehead and said, "What's wrong?"
"I can't remember the past." Jing Lin raised one hand slightly and poked Cang Ji's neckline lightly with his fingertips, "If I don't return, I'm not a complete 'person'. But when it comes back, I'm not what I am today. I am."
Cang Ji said: "I only hold Jinglin."
Jing Lin looked at him blankly, and suddenly said, "...Am I Jing Lin?"
Cang Ji suddenly turned over and pushed Jing Lin down. He touched Jinglin's face and said, "I will recognize the wrong person."
Jing Lin's eyes were half closed, and he slightly tilted his head against Cang Ji's palm.
"But how could I admit that I was wrong? My life is here." Cang Ji leaned down and looked at Jinglin very close, he said, "If you live, I will live. You and I live together for one life, and then I will I don't want you to run. I…”
He buried his head.
"The only thing I regret in my life," he said, "I said something wrong before I died, how could I be willing to call you alone."
Jinglin lay between the blankets and seemed to hear the sound of heavy rain. He burst into tears without knowing it, and didn't know how to answer. He was ignorantly sticking to Cang Ji's palm, and at this moment he was still like before.
Some people can beat him up, temper him, and make him hard-hearted and inhumane.
But only one person can cherish him, coax him, and tell him to reveal his true nature like Tang Woxue.
Jing Lin raised his hand and stroked Cang Ji's hair, whispering, "When I marry you, I must be happy."
Cang Ji felt a great pain in his heart, if he didn't force it, he would have almost rubbed this person into his flesh and blood.