Ling Qingyu sent him off to the boat with a smile, and shouted, "Get up, we're leaving the port."
Looking at the prosperous city that was gradually going away, with faint cooking smoke floating between the green mountains and green waters, Ling Qingyu said to everyone on the boat: "Brothers, the wider world outside is waiting for us, hoist the sails!~!"
"Sail is raised!"
"Sail is raised!"
The Fengshen ship arrived in Quanzhou within a few days. Quanzhou Dingbudong has received the notice, and the goods were prepared early, and the ship will be loaded as soon as the Fengshen arrives.
In Quanzhou, Ling Qingyu only stayed for three days. On the first day, he went to catch Shi Fang and boarded the ship. On the second day, he went to see two sea ships built by Wu Daxin. The ships are smaller than the Fengshen, but they are more suitable for the coast For transportation, Ling Qingyu handed over the two ships to Ding Budong to take care of them, and then asked Wu Da to build two ships of the same size as the Fengshen, and now began to train the sailors.
On the third day, the Fengshen left Quanzhou. This time, Ling Qingyu's destination was Africa.
But before going there, they had to go to Fengshen Island and bring Yang Zhao and the others with them.
The boat is sailing in the Pacific Ocean, surrounded by the boundless sea, the sea water and the sky are the same color, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"Yan San, this brother of yours is tougher than you!" Shi Fang sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Yan Qi's wound and marveling at it. The wound was fine, but the abdominal wound was so big that Ling Qingyu and Yan San didn't sew it up for him, but just blocked it with ointment... It didn't even become inflamed or infected. Shi Fang boasted about the medicine he made, and then sewed up the wound, but he still didn't know what to do. Unexpectedly, this kid resisted hard.
"It's not in danger now, just take care of it." Shi Fang stroked his beard and looked around the cabin, then glanced at Yan San again, if he didn't get out of danger, Yan San would settle accounts with him. In fact, he was really wronged, it was the head of the family who robbed him of Yan San's cabin, and it was not he, the doctor, who robbed him.
Yan Qi's eyes were staring out of the window, and he could just see Ling Qingyu standing on the mast, looking into the distance. He thought, he could understand what Yan San meant. On this boat, what that woman is trying her best to do is to give everyone a belonging, not only him, but also all those people on the boat who have lost everything.
What is beyond the sea
Follow me, let's explore.
Wealth, beauty, fine wine, everything will be there~~~!
From a distance, you can already see the steep stone steps on the pier of Fengshen Island and the houses stacked on top of the mountain.
Yang Zhao stood at the front of the pier, his white clothes fluttering, and his figure was like bamboo.
Seeing him, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but the corners of his mouth became more and more cracked, and he beckoned, "Azhao~~!"
Plop, plop, several people fell into the sea from the Fengshen and the pier.
A smile gradually appeared on Yang Zhao's face. Seeing that the boat Ling Qingyu was sitting in was approaching, he moved his feet, skimmed onto the boat, and pulled her into his arms with open arms.
This embrace had a faint fragrance, was thick and warm, Ling Qingyu's heart softened, he raised his head, hooked his neck down, and pressed his lips against those thin and rosy lips.
Ling Qingyu originally only wanted to kiss her like a touch of water, but as soon as her lips touched it, it was like pouring oil into the fire. Yang Zhao felt his worries and longings these days burning up, he sucked those soft lips fiercely, and kissed them deeply without hesitation.
The two kissed so ecstatically that they didn't care about the group of petrified people next to them.
"Then, isn't it your woman?" Yan Qi pointed at the two hugged together on the boat, opened her eyes, and turned her head stiffly to ask Yan San.
Yan San's eyes were deep and glinted, and he smiled faintly: "Of course not."
"Ah?!" Yan Qi turned and turned in his head, a thought was about to come out. Then Yan San continued to say calmly: "It's just that I'm her man."
Yan San flew up, put his feet on the small boat, and then swept to the pier.
There was a burst of applause together with the sound of the boat turning over and dumping into the sea.
"That dead Yansan!" Soaked in the bucket, Ling Qingyu splashed on the surface of the water angrily, and then sank to the bottom again.
The water temperature was just right, but it couldn't cool her body. Ever since I arrived in Hangzhou and the night Lu Yao left, I don't know if it was the sequelae of that time or what happened. My body has been in a sensitive state. The time I met Yan Qi It was the same time, and it is the same now, that deep kiss seemed to arouse the desire that had been suppressed deep in the body, even if it was immersed in water like this, it could not wipe out the fire in the body.
"Wow." Unbearably suffocated in the water, Ling Qingyu popped her head out, sighed, and said to herself: "It's over, why is this the same as taking an aphrodisiac?"
Bang bang bang, there were several knocks on the door, Ling Qingyu, who was complaining about himself, was startled, his foot slipped, and he fell into the water again.
"The head of the house?!" Yang Zhao, who was outside the door, heard a loud sound of water inside the door, and then fell silent again. He yelled and slammed into the door.
"Oh, it's okay." Just as Ling Qingyu rubbed his feet and stood up, the two met each other.
"I'm sorry." Yang Zhao's face suddenly burned, he turned around and backed away.
"Don't go!" Out of nowhere, Ling Qingyu yelled. Seeing Yang Zhao stunned for a while, he closed the door with a blushing face, and then stood with his back to her, helpless.
Ling Qingyu only felt the fire on his body, stepped out of the bucket, did not wipe his body with a towel, but directly hugged Yang Zhao's waist from behind, rubbed his legs on the back of his waist, and saw that A small tent was erected in front.
"Azhao," Ling Qingyu called out, and was surprised to find that his voice had become sweet and alluring. Depend on! Did I really take aphrodisiacs? ! This is not me! This product is definitely not me! Ling Qingyu was crying in his heart, but his hand touched it involuntarily.
Ling Qingyu had teased him before, but this time it was different. In the past, she was not so much sexually interested as she liked to see him being teased, but this time, the breath sprayed on the back of her neck was so hot, sticking to her back His body is also hot.
Yang Zhao turned his head, and saw Ling Qingyu's face was red, her lips were bright, and her eyes were misty and full of lust.
"Really?" Yang Zhao supported her arm, but he didn't stop her hastily undoing his belt.
Damn, why are you asking this at this time? Haven't you seen that my hands are out of control? Brother, you have been touched by me before, so please don't tell me that there is a difference between men and women at this time, and you can't make me innocent!
Seeing Ling Qingyu's expression, Yang Zhao suddenly smiled, and he tore off Ling Qingyu's clothes that he hadn't untied for a long time while shaking his hands, hugged her up, went inside, put her on the bed, and Yang Zhao kissed her deeply. go up.
The following words are already as hard as iron, the person in my arms is someone I have missed for a long time, and the body that is used to being teased by her has already been ready to go after these days, this woman is so cruel, every time They just teased him up and watched by himself, but even though it was such a torment, he was willing to do it, not to mention that now he got approval, but the person he was thinking about was lying under him, his soft body, moaning softly , but he doesn't know what to do next? Kiss like she did to him, um, already kissing, touch underneath? She doesn't have his stuff down there, does she? He would feel very comfortable when she hurt him, but he couldn't bear to let him hurt her. Could it be like those men did to him? No, that was disgusting, but she also touched his backside, but she didn't feel disgusted, could it be there
Seeing that the man on his body would only gnaw fiercely, and when he touched it with his hands, he actually touched the back, I strangled him, no way!
Turning over, he pressed Yang Zhao under him, and traced his fingers along his chest line. Ling Qingyu flicked the guy who had stretched to the limit with his fingers, and a small moan escaped from the corner of Yang Zhao's mouth.
Ling Qingyu smiled lightly, leaned down, stared at Yang Zhao and asked softly, "General Yang, have you never touched a woman before?"
Yang Zhao's face turned red like a monkey's butt. His mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to him. He followed his father at the border since he was a child. Later, after his father died in battle, he was taken to the capital by the Yang family. He also followed Old General Yang. Practicing martial arts, he went to the border battlefield before he was thirteen years old, and he could count the women he came into contact with, and he didn't even hold hands with women.
"Ah?!" Ling Qingyu blushed unknowingly. Seeing that a while ago, he accepted himself so naturally, and acted so calmly every time. Unexpectedly, he actually...
What is my fate! Ling Qingyu burst into tears again. Experienced women know that men have no experience in bed matters. It is a very laborious and painful thing. Pity me, this is the first time! (Forgive the idiot, she doesn't remember anything about Yan San at all.)
But the temperature of her body and the yelling lust in her body made her no longer care about regretting it. Feeling the place where the words were aimed at her, she ruthlessly sat down.
The fullness of the body and the tightness of the package made both Ling Qingyu and Yang Zhao groan.
There was no severe pain that should have happened the first time. This thought only flashed in Ling Qingyu's head, and he was overwhelmed by the pleasure.
The body twisted violently, bumped, moaned and shouted uncontrollably, everything was so natural and joyful.
Yang Zhao turned over, and buried the thing that stood up again into Ling Qingyu's body. It was tight and warm inside, and had a fatal suction. Yang Zhao was always calm and restrained, but now it was burning like a raging fire. He just wanted to go in and go in again. , fused his body with hers, the flesh and blood blended together, never to be separated again.
Ling Qingyu clung to his back tightly, and his fingers scratched several scars on that back. The pleasure surged higher and higher until it reached the peak, and then went higher and higher.
A night of spring is boundless, and passion is boundless.