Blowing the cool breeze in the mountains, listening to the sound of the gurgling water in the mountain spring, with a slight smile on his lips, and his eyes only on the people around him, Yang Zhao unhurriedly followed the airy Ling Qingyu who was walking at full speed.
The mist splashed by the mountain stream filled the narrow trail, as if it was real or unreal, like the sweetness in his heart, filling his heart little by little.
Although it was only a few days, he was as anxious as when he was at the Black Water Pass. On the last day, he was restless, wanting to see her, want to see her, want to hug her, and want to smell the scars on her body. The taste of peace of mind.
Lu Yao was very strict. He set a goal for everyone to achieve. In order to achieve that goal as soon as possible, they really worked hard.
Although they wanted to see her very much, they also knew that Lu Yao was doing it for their own good, so they didn't complain, they just used more efforts to achieve that goal.
Walking into the deep mountain, the sun faded. Yang Zhao wanted to remind Ling Qingyu, but she frowned at him, blinked her right eye, and then turned into a small road.
There were no planks or stones laid on the trail, it was just a barely feasible dirt road. Yang Zhao stepped forward and held her hand, saying, "It's dangerous here."
"Come with me." Ling Qingyu held his hand instead, winked at him again, and led him inside.
The path spiraled up obliquely, with dense trees on both sides, and the shade of the trees covered the only bit of sunlight, giving it a gloomy atmosphere.
The damp air was gloomy and cold, and unknown birds or insects in the dense forest uttered short chirps. Yang Zhao unconsciously held her hand tightly, his body tensed naturally, and all his senses were raised to the extreme. .
After walking for more than 20 minutes, the trees became taller and taller, and the forest became denser and denser. The path had disappeared, and Ling Qingyu still separated the branches and walked up.
Those branches seemed to have been cut off, opening a path for people to pass through. Yang Zhao frowned slightly, suppressing the idea of taking her back.
"Go up!" Looking at a boulder above, with a smile waiting for praise, Ling Qingyu turned her head and said.
Yang Zhao put his hands on the rock, flew onto the boulder, turned around and pulled her up, and then turned to look at the place she had brought him to see.
The boulder protrudes halfway from the top of the mountain, forming a small hole in the stone wall behind it that cannot be seen from the outside, and in front...
It is the whole valley, and the mountains in the distance. The setting sun burns in the sky with brilliant rosy clouds. The shimmering light seemed to tie a shiny ribbon on the golden red.
Beautiful!
Yang Zhao turned his head, looked at Ling Qingyu looking at the beautiful scene with exclamation and excitement, put his arms around her waist, and let her lean on his chest, his heart was completely at ease.
Ling Qingyu tilted her head, looked at the watery color in his eyes shimmering in the rays of the sun, and the deep and substantive affection, unconsciously raised her feet, and kissed his eyelids, then moved down little by little, and kissed him. His beautifully shaped lips.
In the small cave on the mountain wall, there was still hay paved by Ye Po. As the kiss became more and more intense, the two of them fell on the haystack unknowingly, and took off their clothes in a rapid panting sound. .
Seeing the thing that had been strangled and bounded violently, Ling Qingyu's heart softened like a ball of water. This person still has the same habit, no matter what she says, she won't change it.
In the past few days, I must have never liberated myself.
He bowed his head and kissed the poor little thing, Yang Zhao let out a long moan, then gasped and wanted to push her away, saying how dirty she was, Ling Qingyu smiled and said: "Zhao's is not dirty, Zhao's The taste, I want to taste it~"
Yang Zhao's face turned crimson immediately and then turned red, biting his lip, he couldn't help but seductive groans came out from the corner of his mouth.
"Qing Yu... Qing Yu... ah... ah..."
In the early morning in the mountains, the sun rises with the crowing of the roosters raised by the villagers, the mist wraps around the top of the mountain, and the air is chilly.
When people are blown by the wind, they immediately wake up.
Yingjiu, Mengsu and the others got up early, cleaned up the car, and put away things again. Sum borrowed the kitchen of the villa early in the morning, paid for the materials and usage fees, and made breakfast by himself.
Ling Qingyu, who let him eat the dishes of the villa for a few days, directly gave him a big hug and kiss.
Eat and drink enough, get in the car! Move forward!
The National Highway from Deqing to Nanning shuttles between the high mountains and deep waters. The road sometimes has thrilling sections along the mountain walls, with cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other.
The road is dangerous, but the scenery is excellent.
The road is dangerous and a road that has not been traveled, He Li did not let Ling Qingyu sit in his own car, but sat in Yan San's passenger seat.
The expressway has already been passed, and there are fewer cars taking this national road. He Li stopped at a place with a good view and a viewing platform, and asked the women to go and take pictures.
Yun Yi led three models to take pictures by posing in various strange poses by the viewing platform, shouting good ok veer good, seeing that Ling Qingyu and Zhou Ziqing's rice bowls were all taking pictures in a normal state, so she hooked her little finger and said, "Beauties, Come on, my little brother will take a picture for you and put on a better pose~"
Looking at the viewing platform where the cool wind was blowing, the three models who were barely wearing bikinis were half frozen to death and dressed in various glamorous and arrogant clothes. The four of them shook their heads at the same time, at most they took off their coats and grabbed the arms of their own men , Hurry up and finish the work.
Modeling is indeed not a job that ordinary people can do!
After finishing filming with Ye Shishi and the others, Ling Qingyu ran to Ying Jiu who was standing guard beside the car, pulled him to the observation deck, and said to Ying Shisan, "Take a photo of a hot kiss."
Ying Jiu blushed, and wrapped her arms around her waist without realizing it, took her into his arms, and warmed her palms with his own. redness.
After taking pictures, we continued to set off. The mountain was getting deeper and deeper. Not long after, there were fine raindrops, which were blown by the wind and drifted between the sky and the earth. The fog filled the air, and the shadows of the trees and the mountains were all hidden behind the thick fog.
He Li turned on the flash, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "It's foggy, let's find a village to rest."
Ye Shishi and Cheng Jia were in the same car, and after the observation deck, he switched to the car. Hearing He Li's words, he picked up the intercom and said, "This is the land of the Baiyue people. There should be many villages. I remember some local vegetables tasty."
"Baiyue? What family?" Tao Zhuo's voice came from the intercom, followed by an ostrich's voice: "In the past, the mountain people in Guangdong and Guangxi were all called Baiyue, you don't know it!"
"Lao Tzu writes articles in the age of science and technology, so what do you want to know?"
"Don't you write stallion essays? Don't give yourself money!"
"Looking at the map, there should be a village not far ahead. Let's get off the national highway and enter the trail." Yang Zhaoqing's cold voice sounded, and the two fell silent immediately.
After a while, someone inside whispered: "Have you turned off this thing? You won't be ashamed to throw it out?"
With a creak, Tao Zhuo's walkie-talkie was switched off first.
"Hey, hey, Tao Zhuo, don't turn off the walkie-talkie, I have something to ask you." Zhao Yinfeng's hearty voice sounded.
After a while, Tao Zhuo's voice sounded weakly: "Brother Zhao, let's discuss the issue of chrysanthemums and secret paths later, let me drive with peace of mind now."
There is too much fog.
"What chrysanthemum and secret path?" Yan Qi asked with a chuckle.
With a creak, Zhou Ziqing decisively cut off Tao Zhuo's walkie-talkie.