The night temperature in the desert drops extremely fast, and the water temperature will also drop quickly. Yan Qi leans Ling Qingyu carefully against the edge of the pit, makes her lie down on the rocks beside the pit, jumps out of the pit, and burns the bonfire red The stone was taken over, and carefully placed into the water from the other side, allowing the water temperature to rise again.
The cool wind suddenly picked up, blowing the river water to make little ripples, which also brought a sense of coldness.
After soaking almost, Yan Qi hugged Ling Qingyu and jumped out of the water, wrapped her in a blanket, took a few quick steps, bent down into the tent, and placed her in the warm quilt.
This was the boss who reminded him when he heard Ye Po bought a quilt when he was shopping. Now it seems that this is warmer than a sleeping bag.
And... easy to do...
Ben was stimulated by Ye Po, and thinking of the past, Yan Qi's heart... was ready to move...
Ling Qingyu woke up hungry in the middle of the night. Although he was full from the pancakes he ate in the car for lunch, he consumed so much pancakes during the intense exercise in the afternoon. He was so exhausted that he didn't care about his stomach. After making up for the fatigue of the body, the stomach immediately rebelled.
What's more, there is still that alluring fragrance floating in.
A thin cashmere gown was placed next to the quilt, and Ling Qingyu put the gown on her body. The gown went down to the knees, loose and warm, and it was suitable for this kind of time. Rolling up the sleeves, Ling Qingyu got out of the tent.
The desert was already empty, but the night was dark at this time, and it was even more boundless under the faint moonlight. Everything was quiet, only the crackling sound of the bonfire.
There was also the tune humming softly from the mouth of the man sitting by the campfire, baking cakes and meat, and kissing his lean and seductive body.
He has an elegant posture, and when he exerts force, the bulging muscle curves reveal wildness, and the jumping firelight reflects his clean and handsome face. The curves of the facial features also change in the shadow, sometimes beautiful and sometimes charming For a while, it showed a strong and wild color.
Yan Qi is beautiful, when he first met, he was still more beautiful than a woman, but as he got older, there was a charming and coquettish look in that beauty, so that men couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Tempted, but no matter his heart or his style of doing things, he is a man of iron and blood in his bones.
In the flames of the bonfire blown by the wind, two diametrically opposite styles blend harmoniously on him, making Ling Qingyu stand in front of the tent and stare dumbfounded for a moment.
"Idiot, aren't you hungry?" After humming the tune, Yan Qi raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes seemed to reflect the sea of stars, and said with a slight smile.
That chuckle seemed to break the surface of the water that trapped her, and the playful smile in the rippling eyes brought her back to her senses, folded her arms, and Ling Qingyu said as a cover: "It's so cold, why are you so cold?" No clothes."
Yan Qi patted the stone beside her and said, "Is it cold? I still feel too hot." I can't do things while holding you, and my internal fire is too strong.
Ling Qingyu walked up to him with bare feet, and before she sat down, he hugged her waist, sat on her lap, reached out to rub her feet, and said, "Didn't I prepare socks for you?"
It seems that a pair of shoes and socks (thick socks that can be worn as soft-soled shoes) are placed next to it. Ling Qingyu is embarrassed to say that she was so attracted by the scent that she didn't notice it at all. She looked around and changed the subject: "This, you If the appearance is seen by others..."
"Don't worry, this place is empty. If there is any movement, I can detect it from a thousand meters away." Yan Qi pursed her lips and smiled, rubbed her feet and hugged her tiredly in her arms, and stretched out her hand to tear the hot cake Put one piece near her mouth, wait for her to bite into it, then tear a piece of meat to her, then pick up the water bottle beside her and feed her a mouthful.
The juice entered his mouth, with a sweet and mellow aftertaste, and wiped off the bright red wine liquid left on his lower lip. Ling Qingyu looked at the bright red wine in the beer bottle, and then at the unchanging face. Yan Qi, who tore a piece of pie for her, opened his mouth silently, and after being fed three rounds of pie meat wine, he couldn't help but say: "This tastes really good, where did it come from?"
Beer bottled wine... Shouldn't it be a luminous wine glass!
"Old Wu from the base brewed it himself. It tastes good, right? I stole several bottles." Yan Qi proudly turned her lower body, revealing several beer bottles that were put aside.
"Old Wu?" Ling Qingyu reached out and picked up the bottle by himself, and he didn't need to feed it. After receiving the meat he handed over, he took a sip by himself, squinted his eyes and bit his mouth comfortably, and said: " This taste is no worse than the thousands of dollars!"
"Well, the fire leader in the base has been here for some years, and he grows some grapes himself. The annual output is not much, and I take half of it out." Smiling, she looked at her and sipped her mouth in a controlled manner. After tasting the taste, she unconsciously drank more and more, and Yan Qi handed her cakes and meat at the right time.
Before he arrived at the base, he really didn't know that the meat pie wine combination here was so harmonious and delicious. After tasting it at that time, he thought of a way to bring over several bottles of Lao Wu, thinking of giving her a taste.
That day when Su Yuzhu was entertaining guests at the Ya Club, he served the red wine he brought from France. At that time, he said triumphantly that the expensive wine Ling Qingyu drank in China was not really good wine in the true sense. There are several wineries, and Ling Qingyu took her to live for a while when she went to France. He was very aggrieved at that time.
"It's delicious. I asked Lao Wu how to brew it. When the time comes, I will also buy a vineyard to make good wine for you." Opening another bottle and handing it to her, Yan Qi smiled innocently.
After hiccupping, Ling Qingyu leaned against his warm chest, looked at the sky full of stars and said, "Wine is something that depends on who you drink it with. With my Yan Qi, it's white water. It's also delicious..." Tempted by your beautiful naked body, even if there is no wine, my integrity is almost lost...
"Have some more?" Yan Qi asked after heating up another kind of cake, tearing a piece for her.
"It's enough." Ling Qingyu shook his head, patted his bulging belly, and said lazily in his voice.
Rubbing her stomach, Yan Qi still insisted on stuffing that piece of pancake for her, eat enough, and have strength later!
His hands were slender, slender and fair-skinned, his knuckle-jointed fingers had a crystal-clear color like fine white jade, but thick calluses had grown on his palms and finger pulps, and now those calluses seemed even rougher.
Picking up Yan Qi's hand, and carefully rubbing the mark left by holding the gun on the palm, Ling Qingyu said with heartache: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so hard." She said the words, and the determination was hers. But when she saw Ye Po and the marks on his body, the reddened skin and the dark circles under the eyes that had not rested for many days, her heart throbbed with pain.
"It's nothing, compared to when we were in the Red Mansion, this place can be regarded as heaven." Yan Qi smiled lightly, lowered his head to kiss her lips, sucked away the remaining wine on her lips, and said: "So Beautiful night, drink more~”