It was almost dawn, the night was getting darker, and the sky was getting colder and colder. The pain of the wound made Meng Su unable to sleep. Seeing the woman in his arms frowning and falling asleep, Meng Su pulled the brocade robe closer for her.
Although there was a bonfire and Meng Su's body to keep warm, before the coldest moment in the second half of the night, Ling Qingyu was still shivering from the cold, and then woke up.
Ling Qingyu is not very unfamiliar with the chill coming out of his body from the inside of his bones, but now it is not the fourteenth of July, so why does he still feel that way at that time? Although this feeling is far less intense than that time, it still calls her It was so cold that his teeth chattered.
"The master?" Sensing something wrong with the body in his arms, Meng Su called out.
"It's so cold." Ling Qingyu's body trembled, and he pressed himself closer to keep warm.
"Wait." Meng Su got up, quickly gathered the dead branches, then moved the fire to another place, and carried Ling Qingyu to the still hot ground.
But this didn't seem to be able to stop the coldness of her body. The plump and soft body gradually became stiff and cold. Meng Su asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong?"
What a fucking snake pill! Ling Qingyu cursed in his heart, struggling between morality and survival, and whenever survival gained the upper hand, seeing the injuries all over Meng Su's body, he leaned towards morality again.
Seeing her complexion turned pale while being tangled, Meng Su lay down and hugged her into his arms, recalling what those old soldiers said in his mind, and whispered to Ling Qingyu: "Master, please forgive Meng Su for overstepping."
ah? Ling Qingyu's head was still in the battle between heaven and man, but he felt a heat in his chest, and Meng Su had already leaned over to grab her dogwood.
"Ah...Meng Su?" Ling Qingyu cried out unconsciously.
Putting the brocade robe on his head, Meng Su kissed under the brocade robe little by little. Every time he kissed a place, he could feel the cold skin start to heat up.
With a pious heart, Meng Su kissed her belly all the way, and then took off the cotton pants, revealing the mysterious garden.
In the army, what do you hear the most? Dirty jokes! He has never eaten pork but sees pigs running away every day. Meng Su still has some theoretical knowledge, but the place just appeared in front of him, and Meng Su's heart was still beating so fast that it was about to pop out.
Morality and survival, Meng Su has already made the choice for her, Ling Qingyu felt that she should not be so awkward, pulled him out, and then kissed the lips that had been teasing her. Due to excessive blood loss, Meng Su's lips had lost their original luster and warmth, and had a hint of coolness.
But when Ling Qingyu's lips kissed up, it was like a fire starting a prairie fire, that lips suddenly burned with high temperature, Ling Qingyu kissed deeper without feeling, his lips and teeth twisted, and the depth was deep.
While kissing him, Ling Qingyu's hand reached for his lower abdomen. Just as he reached there, the little brother greeted her with his head held high.
But Meng Su held her hand, then reluctantly loosened the entwined lips between the two, put her down on the ground, and separated her legs. Seeing that the place was still very dry, he smiled at Ling Qingyu, He bent down and kissed into the abyss.
His tongue was very warm and dexterous, he opened the small slit and stuck it in, and then pressed his whole lips against it, while sucking, he used his tongue to penetrate deeply, licking and stirring inside.
"Hmm..." Holding his head, Ling Qingyu let out a long moan unknowingly, the feeling down there was so exciting, bursts of desire came up, and then there was another kind of empty expectation.
"Mengsu Mengsu..." Ling Qingyu called out unconsciously, his legs tightened unconsciously, and his body twitched.
It was soft and warm instead of the coldness just now. Meng Su raised his head and saw that Ling Qingyu's eyes were full of mist. With seductive coquettishness and anticipation, he kissed the scar on her chest. He grabbed her waist and sent his little brother who was already as hard as iron into it.
It was warm and tight there, so Meng Su, who tried it for the first time, unconsciously pushed out in a low voice, and then pushed in deeply. Strong, when it reached the innermost point, Meng Su let out a muffled grunt, then exerted force on his waist and began to twitch.
His twitching was completely lacking in skill and all relying on instinct, but he pushed into the flower heart again and again, tossing and grinding, and pushing in even harder, Ling Qingyu moaned unconsciously, grabbed his shoulder and cried out .
"Qingyu...Qingyu...call me by my name..." Meng Su murmured, the heat in his body soared, and the temperature of the woman under him also began to rise, and the depth of the flower heart seemed to have gravity, making him want to go deeper Go deeper.
"Meng...Su...Su..." Ling Qingyu cried out unconsciously, his lower abdomen tightened for a while, he deeply strangled the murder weapon pierced into his body, and then sucked hard.
The gravitational force caused intense pleasure, and Meng Su unconsciously pushed the murder weapon in again to completely surround the flower heart. Then his body trembled, hot magma spurted out, and was sucked clean by the flower heart.
The heat was so pure, the joy from Huaxin shook Ling Qingyu's whole body, the extreme pleasure made her body convulse, and then the comfortable warmth spread throughout her body.
Meng Su gasped and fell on top of Ling Qingyu. The body beneath him was already soft and warm. Meng Su raised his head to look at Ling Qingyu's blushing face, and said, "I'm sorry, the master, Meng Su can only think of this way. Wait until tomorrow As a queen, Meng Su will give an explanation to the head of the family."
When he said this, with a decisive and happy smile on his face, Ling Qingyu was shocked and asked, "What explanation?"
"Death without regret." Meng Su whispered, and fell on her body.
Ling Qingyu touched a piece of blood on his hand, and saw that the wound on his back had burst due to the violent exercise just now, so he hugged him into his arms, sprinkled the remaining medicine powder in the medicine bottle on the wound, and then used the torn cotton padded coat to wipe the wound. He wrapped his upper body, wrapped in a brocade robe, and moved closer to the fire.
"Fool, you saved my life, what more do you need to explain? I want to explain to you." Ling Qingyu whispered. This silly boy, is he going to apologize with death
"The head of the house doesn't blame me?" Meng Su's voice sounded low in her chest.
"It's too late for me to thank you, how can I blame you?" Ling Qingyu hugged him up, he was tall, although he was hugged in his arms, but most of his body was still exposed, Ling Qingyu covered him again with the brocade robe cover.
A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Meng Su's mouth, his tired body could no longer stop him, and he fell into a half-drowsy and half-sleep.
With the pure yang essence of Meng Su's virgin, Ling Qingyu's body warmed up, and even the chill of dawn could resist it, making the fire even more intense. Ling Qingyu looked at Meng Su in his arms worriedly, his injury was really serious , To actually do that for himself, I'm afraid this friendship will be owed again. His grandma's! That damn snake pill!
When the sky was slightly bright, there was the sound of horseshoes in the distance. Ling Qingyu excitedly put Meng Su on the ground, and stood up to look.
A team of horses was galloping over in the distance, and Ling Qingyu was about to shout, but was pulled by Meng Su and fell into his arms.
Meng Su hissed, and had already picked up the knife in his hand.
Gently following Meng Su, poking his head out, the horse team had come a lot closer, the rising sun dyed those people a layer of golden color, it was really moving.
But Ling Qingyu turned pale.
It's those bandits!
At this time, it was too late to put out the fire, and the other party came straight to them. Ling Qingyu's face was pale, and he said to Meng Su: "Meng Su, if they rush in, you kill me first." Those people are not human, if they are caught Live, it is better to live than to die after death.
Meng Su's pupils shrank, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he said, "Master, run first and find a place to hide." If I want to make a move on you, I can't do it.
Ling Qingyu shook his head and said: "We can't hide, let's go together." Taking out a half-burnt wooden stick from the fire, holding it in his hand, Ling Qingyu said: "If you die, you have to drag a few backs!"
Meng Su smiled slightly, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips, and said, "Okay, let's go together."
Picking up the dead branches on the ground, Meng Su sharpened the branches and placed them on the ground one by one while watching the bandits approaching leisurely.
His technique was very fast, and within a short time, dozens of sharpened wooden sticks were piled up on the ground. After finding a softer and more elastic stick, Meng Su took out a tendon from his waist belt and tied it to the Once the two ends of the wooden stick are attached, a simple bow is completed.
The low wall was on a mound, and they were condescending. Meng Su handed the knife to Ling Qingyu, picked up the bow, stood up behind the wall, stretched the bow and put on a stick, and shot the sand bandit out of range.
With a screaming sound, the pointed end of the wooden stick shot into the throat of the bandit in front. The bandit was still laughing loudly, but fell down on the horse with a muffled sound.
The sand bandits behind panicked for a while, and the sharp sticks that followed caused several people to fall off their horses.
"Back! Back!" shouted the leader of the bandits, and the bandits stepped back a little, out of Meng Su's range, and stared fiercely at the low wall on the mountain.
The bandit leader spat fiercely. Last night they captured the twenty or so horses and came back. The camp was actually attacked. Only a few of the twenty or so people were left alive. Individuals, one of whom must have been badly wounded, just ran off with two horses.
They chased all the way, but they knew that the two men were cunning, chasing one horse was empty, and the other was empty again. If we hadn't seen the flames here, we wouldn't have been able to find them.
Thinking that there were only two people, and one of them was still seriously injured, they deliberately slowed down and approached with the mentality of cats catching mice, just wanting them to enjoy the fun of being frightened, who knew that there were bows and arrows!
Seeing the sand bandits retreat, Meng Su sat down and continued to sharpen the branches.
Ling Qingyu poked out half of his head quietly to see what they were doing, and said at the same time: "Meng Su, is your archery better than Yang Zhao's?"
"I learned from the general." Meng Su laughed. Then I was stunned, thinking, I slept with the general's woman, I wonder if the general will kill me directly
Cut it! Anyway, I die without regret! Meng Su put on his bow, stood up, and shot back the sand bandits who came up to explore the way.
"Okay!" Ling Qingyu unconsciously exclaimed, to tell the truth, she could kill people with such a simple bow and stick, and she felt that even Yang Zhao could not compare to Meng Su in terms of archery.
There was no movement from the sand bandits for a while, and after a while, they split into three groups and surrounded them from both sides at the same time. Ling Qingyu turned pale and said, "Meng Su, they surrounded them separately."
If they were only from the opposite side, they would have the advantage of the terrain, but if they were surrounded by bandits, there would be ruins of a low wall behind them, and the bows and arrows would have no advantage.
"Are you afraid?" Meng Su put down his bow, picked up the knife, shook Ling Qingyu's hand, and asked.
Ling Qingyu smiled in relief and shook his head. He tightened the brocade robes he was wearing, touched the small cloth bag around his neck, and thought to himself, if they didn't die, they might come back to life, but those bandits might not stay behind. It's a whole corpse, I don't know what will happen when Yan San sees it... Thinking about it, my heart hurts.
Pulling Ling Qingyu behind him, Meng Su stood upright, put his bow on the wall of the low wall, and the tip of the knife was hanging on the ground, waiting for the bandits to come.
The sound of hoofbeats sounded from behind the low wall, followed by the sound of bandits.