Hearing the voice inside turned into a small moan, Ye Po let out a long breath, glanced at the five finger prints he had scratched on the wall, looked around, and turned his palms. Dab it on top to smooth out the marks.
Clapping the ashes on his hands, Ye Po said to Ye Shishi who had been looking up at the sky: "What are you doing?"
"It's still the third master..." Ye Shiyi sighed softly and said in a low voice.
He worked so hard back then, but every time after a nightmare, no matter how strong she pretended to be, she would still tremble for a long time, unable to recover for a day or two.
"Third Lord, it's different after all." After Ye Po said, he turned around and said, "However, I don't care, as long as the master is good, it's fine."
"Hmph! My sister said that I am unique too!" Ye Shiyi snorted unwillingly, and walked slowly behind him.
Eavesdropping on Yan San's corner, even the two of them will be discovered, the consequences...
forget it...
Seeing the two people approaching, Yang Zhaoli, who was leaning on the wall, straightened up, and several people around him also stood up straight, staring at the two of them.
"It's all right, it should be all right..." Ye Po said lightly.
With the exception of Yan San, they all experienced her nightmares. Inside that strong shell, that heart full of holes, even if they tried their best, it was just another stab in it in the end.
Sure enough, we still have to start from the first person, from Yan San to calm down those holes.
Let there be no haze and worry in her eyes, just like the first few years, no matter how thrilling it is, she can face it brilliantly.
The morning sun comes in through the window along with the singing of birds, the wind blows the window screen rustling, and the fragrance of flowers with dew penetrates a little bit, quiet and peaceful.
Ling Qingyu squinted slightly, looking at the majestic peak of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain exposed between the window screens blown by the wind, sniffing the fragrance of flowers with the fresh scent of dew, listening to the strong and powerful heartbeat behind him, he just felt satisfied, Except that her body was so weak that she didn't want to move.
The arm on her waist moved, and the five fingers pinched on her white and tender flesh with claws, and a lazy voice came from above her head: "Are you awake?"
"No..." Ling Qingyu said with a chuckle in his voice, "I'm dreaming~"
The arm under her neck was bent, and the slender fingers stroked her cheek lightly, and said with a smile in the lazy voice: "Well, do you want me to help you wake up?"
Following his chuckle, the hard and thick guy behind him moved, causing Ling Qingyu to grasp his hand, and called out with a hint of coquettish resentment: "Yan San!"
Yan San laughed lightly, wrapped her arms around her tightly, kissed the top of her head, and said: "Then go to sleep, I was tired last night~"
Ling Qingyu blushed unconsciously. Last night, Yan San's movements were very direct, just full of collisions. Just like that, it already made her sore, until her voice became hoarse. Such an intense orgasm, It can't stop, it seems to be a climax that has been hovering in the sky...
Let her just think about it, and the bottom will feel empty.
"Yan San..."
"Um?"
"Fill me up..."
"Um… "
Yan San filled her up from behind her, watched her sigh in satisfaction, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again in a daze, unconsciously a wry smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.
this man...
It was the same last night, hugging him and maintaining the posture of the two of them together, and fell asleep so peacefully...
Just like on the boat back then, I slept peacefully and peacefully...
"Little rascal..." whispered in her ear, Yan San pushed her back slightly, hugged her soft body tightly, panted a few times and shot directly without taking out the thing, just Holding her like this, she fell into a light sleep again.
Wu Kun and Liang Jiarong lived alone in a two-bedroom villa. Ling Qingyu was not in good condition yesterday. The men didn't give the two of them a chance to get close to Ling Qingyu, so they asked Ling Qingyu to go to bed early, thinking that if she goes to bed early, she must wake up early , the two were woken up by the alarm clock early in the morning, then packed up and went to the restaurant.
There are already two tables of people sitting in the dining room, those old ladies and old men and the gods who are said to be writing books are all there, and most of the men are also there, but Ling Qingyu is not there, oh, there are flowers, oh, and Xiang Dongxi, To something? Why is Xiangshi not there
Blocking people outside the independent courtyard where things are moving.
When Huadong opened the door humming a ditty, he was startled by his silent and sad expression that should be seen on a fifteen-year-old boy leaning against the courtyard wall at a forty-five-degree angle, so he took a step back and asked :"What are you doing!"
"Hua'er, you see that Mr. Yang and the others are all injured, I'm afraid Xiaoyu won't go out, why don't we go for a stroll today?" Xiang Dongxi immediately stood up straight, with a mature and steady smile, asked.
"Xiaoyu and I made an appointment to continue the spa today." Huadong closed the door and said as he walked towards the restaurant.
"You don't need to go to the spa for a day. I rented a bicycle, and it only takes us ten minutes to ride to Shuhe. Don't you always want to see it?" Xiang Dongxi followed her.
"Yeah." Huadong thought for a while, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky so bright that it made people feel happy, nodded and said: "Alright, I just want to go shopping by myself."
also! Xiang Dongxi secretly clenched his fist, and involuntarily hopped his feet left and right. When Huadong turned around in doubt, he returned to his usual stable appearance, and said, "Well, let's see, and give Xiaoyu some gift back too." .”
"Okay."
"What do you think is suitable to buy?"
"Go and have a look. I heard that the clothes of the Naxi people here are very beautiful. Xiaoyu has been complaining that there are no beautiful clothes to wear."
"No beautiful clothes? How come?"
"This...is a secret..."
The two arrived at the restaurant chatting and laughing, and with a glance, everyone was present, only two were missing, Ling Qingyu and Yan San.
The old people got up early, had finished their breakfast like the men, and were drinking tea while listening to Yang Zhao and He Li's introduction of the surrounding attractions.
"Mom, why don't you go to the ancient city of Lijiang today, and come back in the afternoon to have a spa. Qingyu has already booked a time for you. In the evening, we can go to the night scene again. When the body can adapt, we will go to climb the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Do you think it is feasible?" Yang Zhao pointed to the map and said.
"Okay, it's fine, we can go by ourselves, and you can take care of yourself in the hotel." Ling Ma said with a smile. Yesterday they all stayed in the car according to Yang Zhao and Su Mu's instructions. The view from the car window was limited, but they could also see the scene of them dragging the car back. Thinking about the wounds on their hands, Mama Ling also feel heartache.
"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it." Yang Zhao said with a smile.
"It's okay, we old people just walk slowly by ourselves, you play your tricks." Pan Yinru also laughed. This time, Mama Ling said that she was invited by her daughter, but she didn't expect such a high standard. Thinking about it, these young people are indeed rich people, and they feel embarrassed to let them follow and serve them like servants .
"Mom, I'll go with you." Sum exchanged a cup of hot tea for Ling Ma and smiled.
"Yeah, I was going to have a look too, Mom, I'll accompany you." Cheng Jia took the map from Yang Zhao and smiled.
"We can also be together, Mr. Cheng!" Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun immediately moved their stools and leaned closer.