"The September moon hangs high, and I don't want to sleep." Wu Zhe pretended to recite poems in front of the window.
Mu Qingya poked her head out from behind the screen and smiled, and said in sign language: "You want to compose poetry again? That's great, just in time to appreciate Xiao's masterpiece."
"Don't dare, I dare not make mistakes in front of a talented woman." Wu Zhe smiled, leaned closer, and his eyes drifted behind the screen.
What the hell is Qing Ya? Let's see clearly! Wu Zhe shouted in his heart that this is a good opportunity.
Wu Zhe walked behind the screen, looking carefully at Mu Qingya who was wiping.
Wow, blue and black hair, naked neck, smooth shoulders, and... Zhiyi? !
Unfortunately, she only saw Mu Qingya's clothes.
Why is she still wearing clothes when she wipes herself! Wu Zhe was extremely depressed.
In fact, many girls even wear underwear in the boudoir, let alone in the inn. This kind of close-fitting clothing is mostly changed only when the curtains are drawn between the beds.
Fortunately, Mu Qingya is a beautiful woman. Although she didn't show much beauty to Wu Zhe, Wu Zhe still felt pleasing to the eyes of the girl's graceful figure in the candlelight.
Mu Qingya noticed Wu Zhe coming over, her pretty eyes looked back and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Do you want to wipe your back?" Wu Zhe found an excuse.
Mu Qingya smiled and shook her head. Just wipe your body casually in the inn, there is no need to rub your back at all.
"Do you want help getting dressed?"
Mu Qingya froze for a moment, then smiled and shook her head. .
"Would you like me to help you with your clothes?"
Mu Qingya felt a little strange, put down the towel, opened her eyes and said in sign language: "Is there really something wrong?"
"Uh... really not." Wu Zhe withdrew embarrassingly.
hateful! Why aren't we thick-skinned enough? ! Wu Zhe fell headfirst onto the bed, beating the pillow angrily.
Mu Qingya quickly came out and tapped Wu Zhe on the shoulder: "What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing, let's go to sleep!" Wu Zhe quickly jumped up, signaling Mu Qingya to sleep inside.
Naturally, there is no such thing as a twin room in this era, it is just a curtain bed.
Mu Qingya asked in sign language that Wu Zhe didn't want to wipe her body, so she took off her coat and slept inside.
Wu Zhe quickly unloaded the scimitar and other weapons, swished into the bed, closed the curtain, and lay down next to Mu Qingya.
Light gauze bed curtains, plain silk bed, seems a bit hazy and ambiguous atmosphere.
Mu Qingya is a first-class beauty. Wu Zhe lay beside her, only feeling green silk strands and body fragrance, which made the heart beat leisurely.
"Thank you." Mu Qingya lay down and slowly typed the words in sign language.
Wu Zhe didn't understand what he meant: "Huh?"
"You didn't extinguish the candle, thank you..." Mu Qingya's eyes were full of gratitude.
"Ah, it's nothing, it should be." Wu Zhe reacted immediately.
After turning off the lights, most people can still communicate verbally. And Mu Qingya couldn't speak, and in the dark it was equivalent to directly losing the way to communicate with others.
In fact, Wu Zhe was in a hurry just now, so he forgot to turn off the lamp.
"Do you turn off the lights where you usually live?" Wu Zhe suddenly thought of it and asked.
There was a slight sadness in Mu Qingya's eyes, and she continued to sign language: "I live in the women's house provided by the sect, four people in one room, and the lights will be blown out at night."
"..." Wu Zhe was momentarily speechless.
If there was no candlelight through the light gauze curtain, Wu Zhe would not be able to see her sign language at all at this moment.
Therefore, Wu Zhe could imagine how uncomfortable Mu Qingya, who could not speak, would feel in that environment.
It is said that girls have no fewer sleep meetings than men, but Mu Qingya must be the loneliest person at this time. She couldn't participate in it, and could only silently listen to other people's words.
Even when she had nightmares or encountered urgent matters, she couldn't call others for help. This kind of loneliness is hard to describe in words.
Wu Zhe grabbed Mu Qingya's hand, only to feel that the hands were tender and soft, but cold.
Just as Wu Zhe grabbed Mu Qingya's hand, she was slightly taken aback, but soon smiled and clasped Wu Zhe's hand, and slowly closed her eyes.
Uh(⊙o⊙)—Wu Zhe was dumbfounded.
The script is not like this! The otaku and the beautiful woman sleep together, how can they just interlock their fingers
We still want to play [Mo Mo Da], I still want to play [Looking for You]...
But think about it, it's rare for Mu Qingya to sleep in a room with candles burning, if it really bothers her...
Wu Zhe didn't dare to move for a long time.
Fortunately, this body's ability to resist fatigue is very good. Not long after, Mu Qingya's breathing gradually became even, and Wu Zhe was still awake.
Do something you should do after sleeping in the same bed with a beautiful woman, otherwise it will be worse. Wu Zhe tentatively and slowly pulled out his fingers.
But Mu Qingya held her hand tightly, and Wu Zhe was afraid of waking her up, so it was difficult to pull it out.
Alas—Wu Zhe secretly sighed. Forget it, just pretend there is no chance tonight, there will be more chances in the future.
When we find a chance to take a bath together, let's give Mu Qingya a full-body massage, and study everything up and down like we did with that little girl named Susu. Wu Zhe comforted himself in this way.
By the way, what is the identity of that Susu
Recalling the scene at that time in my heart, I couldn't deduce her identity for a long time.
Wu Zhe didn't know at this moment that Susu really returned to the cave after the four of them left and before the sect came to check. Carrying the fat rabbit, she picked up the man's black clothes and other things that might reveal his identity, and even put away two crudely made-up martial arts books with great care.
Susu even wanted to find Wu Zhe. Of course, I just hope that Wu Zhe can remind the lines at the right time.
When Wu Zhe was thinking wildly, Mu Qingya suddenly trembled, as if she had encountered something in her sleep, she let go of her hands and slipped into Wu Zhe's arms, hugging Wu Zhe's right arm tightly as if afraid of losing it.
Um? Wu Zhe was a little stiff all over.
Mu Qingya's right-sized left breast pressed against Wu Zhe's arm, and the soft elasticity came through her Zhiyi.
So comfortable, it turns out that it is so enjoyable to be hugged by a beautiful woman! Wu Zhe is in a good mood.
What does it mean to have no way out, no way out, and another village with dark willows and bright flowers? This is it! I thought there was no drama to sing, but the beauty posted it herself!
If you don't wipe your oil, it's hard to tolerate!
But why do I wear so many clothes? ! Wu Zhe regretted that he didn't take off his coat, and his arms could touch Mu Qingya's chest through three layers.
But fortunately, the weather is warmer, and the clothes are not dry, which hardly affects the soft and elastic feeling.
By the way, the hands of the two had already been loosened. Wu Zhe suddenly became excited, and quietly stretched out his left hand, and gently pressed it against Mu Qingya's body. Seeing that she didn't seem to be waking up, he bravely climbed up the mountain path and firmly stuck to Mu Qingya's right breast.
Wu Zhe rubbed it lightly, and it really is ****!
Although it is separated by the clothes, there is no barrier such as a bra, so the touch of the plump hands can be fully revealed.
Even Wu Zhe could feel that the slightly protruding point on Mu Qingya's peak was almost unmistakably prominent.
Wow, so exciting! Wu Zhe enjoyed it leisurely.
Even though Wu Zhe didn't dare to put his hands under his clothes for one night, she was already quite satisfied. Let Mu Qingya hug her arm like this, and her other hand is not free, keep this movement, and rub it twice from time to time.
When the thought of going to sleep came up, Wu Zhe fell asleep as if the power was turned off again.
When Wu Zhe woke up the next day, Mu Qingya had already woken up.
The guilty Wu Zhe watched stealthily, as if she didn't notice the position of Wu Zhe's ambiguous handhold, and she didn't know what the two of them were like when they woke up in the morning.
Wash up, meet up with Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunshang who got up early in the inn, and go to the residence of Wang Dahammer, the core difficulty of the mission, after a while.
On the way, Wu Zhe secretly watched Zong Zhilian and Hu Yunshang's performance, as if they didn't notice anything.
Of course, Wu Zhe was too guilty of catching a thief. How could these two know what Wu Zhe did overnight? And it's not a big deal at all, but it's quite enjoyable and ambiguous for this otaku...
"Yunshang, don't look back, Ruoyao is peeking at you." Zong Zhilian found out that something was wrong with Wu Zhe, and after he pulled the idiot's skirt and walked two steps quickly, he took the opportunity to say secretly.
"..." Hu Yunshang didn't answer, but his face suddenly turned red.
Wu Zhe naturally heard Zong Zhilian's words with his outstanding hearing, and before he could get mad, he found that Hu Yunshang was walking stiffly. It was as if he couldn't walk because Wu Zhe watched him from behind.
Zong Zhilian waved his fan and laughed happily.
"What's going on? What's wrong with Hu Yunshang?" Mu Qingya and Wu Zhe walked together, so she didn't know what was going on without hearing the preface, so she asked in sign language.
"This idiot has hit a ghost!" Wu Zhe complained, rolling his eyes.
Mu Qingya still didn't understand, but felt that it was gossipy, and looked at Wu Zhe and Hu Yunshang with great interest.
Zong Zhilian laughed loudly in front of him and said, "He didn't bump into a ghost, but was fascinated by it!"
"Go to hell!" Wu Zhe kicked Zong Zhilian to the ground: "Do you believe that I can kick your ass in two?!"
"Don't you know that both men and women have two breasts?" Zong Zhilian groaned on the ground.
"Then kick the eight petals!" Wu Zhe snorted.
Zong Zhilian shouted: "How did you kick it? It's impossible!"
"Two feet, I can kick them accurately. They will be completely repaired before they are cracked." Wu Zhe replied casually, "Don't you believe it?"
"I believe, I believe." Zong Zhilian got up, tilted his head and sighed while brushing his clothes: "That's quite difficult."
A blacksmith's shop at the entrance of the town, a shop with air leakage on both sides. Behind is a dilapidated tile house, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a poor household.
But Wu Zhe and the others were not the first to arrive. Someone had already caused trouble in the blacksmith shop.
A middle-aged man dressed as a martial artist and an old man who looked like a master were in the blacksmith shop.
A strong shirtless man lowered his head, concentrating on beating the iron on the fire trough.
Naturally, Wu Zhe and others acted as passers-by to look for clues.
What a coincidence, the conflict between the two sides just started.
"Wang Dahammer! You robbed our young master's unmarried concubine's house. It's hard to say. If you know the way, come to the door and kowtow to admit your mistake, if you don't know the way..." This is the opening line of the master's words: "Our Master Song You are welcome."
Dang, clang, clang—the sound of striking iron was not affected at all, and the strong man still didn't even lift his head.
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I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year! good year of horse!
Chinese New Year is busier than baa imagined. I'm not sure if I can get out the two chapters tonight, but the 3,000-word chapter still can't be updated, so I'm hereby sending it out.
Thank you readers for your support, and please continue to support! (To be continued.)