There is a deserted forest three miles away from Fanxian County. In the early years, some people lived near the forest. Later, a young widow was hanged in the forest, and gradually there were rumors of ghosts. People around moved away one after another, and the forest was abandoned.
No one came for a long time, and the forest was full of grass and dead vines. The moon rose coldly from behind the mountain, shining on the tangled vines, like a net full of dust.
The night bird screamed mournfully, its black wingtips skimmed over the floating clouds under the waning blue moonlight, scattered a few clusters of iron-green mist, condensed on the bottom of the dead leaves on the treetops, like cloudy air floating.
This is really a place that ghosts don't want to come to.
At the end of the wild forest, two figures appeared.
"Look at the mountain running dead horse..." One of them muttered lowly, looking for a way through the gaps in the vines, "This forest is so big..."
The other person floated calmly on the vine, looking left and right, with a leisurely posture, which contrasted more and more with the embarrassment of the people around him.
The one who kept jumping up and down in the crevices of the vines to hide from those elusive insects, gave the people around him a sad look, thinking that this is the case for people who are too real-never know when to help you.
I was slandering, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning.
With a swish, the vines all over the ground rushed to the sky, and then pressed to the bottom of the eyes, so close that as long as she blinked her eyelashes, she could brush off a mountain ant crawling on the vines.
It was only later that he realized that he had been easily caught under someone's arm.
Needless to say, someone finally knew when to help out—just not in the right way.
The one caught under someone's armpit, before he had time to protest, that guy seemed to suddenly realize that this method was not so suitable for a lady, and put her on his back with a snap.
The one squatting on his back felt that this position was barely enough. He didn't want to be so lazy at first, but the vines on the ground were too dirty, and there were rotten animal bones in the mud accumulated over the years, so he really didn't want to step on it.
Just wanting to be lazy on someone's back, the guy who has been trained by her to think more and more complicated, seems to think that his back is not so good - he can't see her, he is not used to it.
So with a swish, he changed the position of the one on his back—hugging it to his chest.
Putting it firmly on her chest, it doesn't matter if her chest is leaning against her chest, it's rare to be so careful, in order to prevent her boots from falling off, she put her feet on her boots.
This time Feng was stunned.
What kind of pose is this called
She was hugged in front of someone's chest, pressed close to each other, stepped on his feet, and was carried forward by him, like two conjoined twins, walking towards each other step by step, but Feng Zhiwei felt that she was suddenly It turned into a puppet connected to the thread, and the thread was in the hands of Young Master Gu.
She was half a head shorter than Young Master Gu, stepped on his boots, and was at the position of his eyes, the soft veils were tightly attached to each other's faces, Feng Zhiwei could see the young master's face inside the veil when he opened his eyes wide. Knowing where the rose light was coming from, Feng Zhiwei felt that she was going to be dizzy again, she quickly turned her face away, and rubbed his tall nose, rubbing it through the veil, she could feel the cool tip of the nose, As delicate as jade, Feng Zhiwei didn't even dare to turn her head away, for fear that if she rubbed it again, she would rub someone's lips.
The clean, fresh, and light fragrance of phoenix came to her face, diluting the gloomy and slightly rotten atmosphere in the forest. Feng Zhiwei stiffened her body and struggled a bit, unable to break free. She sighed sadly, knowing that she would never be able to do so. Those who escaped from the young master's clutches had no choice but to pat young master Gu on the shoulder, and discussed with a dry smile: "Well... please let me down, I don't need to be like this."
"I need it." Young Master Gu answered without a doubt.
He really needs it—just now when he was holding her waist, he felt that the hand felt very good, slender, flexible and full of elasticity. Rarely excited, he seldom associates something because of something, he thinks it is a novel feeling, and feels that whenever he can associate it, it is mostly because it is Zhiwei Feng, so he wants to learn from Zhiwei Feng Looking for more wonderful things, such as her body, from the perspective of his eyes, the shoulders are delicate and soft, the waist is smooth and tight, and the long legs are exquisite, like... like a jade bottle; for example, her fingers resting on his shoulders , the knuckles are slender and the back of the hand is snow-white, like a hosta flower, but the nails are light pink, crystal clear, inlaid on the fingertips of Ruyu, like... shells, the wide sleeves fall from the wrist to the elbow, that part of the arm Delicate and plump skin like snow, like... lotus root, the place between the elbows, because of the raised arms, there is a slight bulge, upright and full, like... like... like...
Young Master Gu's focused eyes suddenly straightened.
He deliberated for a long time without distraction, and then suddenly remembered what kind of part he was desperately thinking about.
The encounter with the bathtub more than two months ago flashed before her eyes. Feng Zhiwei, who fell viciously from the roof, was so close to her. At that time, because she was wet, her body was even tighter. Mingming, he remembered the delicate and beautiful plum blossoms, which seemed to be an invitation to pick them, so he went to pick them, but Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to want to touch him, and told him that men and women were different. He didn't think about this problem at the time, such as Gu Zhixiao didn’t have that plum blossom. Gu Zhixiao was obviously a woman too, but she didn’t think about it and didn’t think too much about it, so she threw away her hand. Now in this deserted forest, in the early summer night wind, when there is no one around , so close to her face to face again, so close that we walked forward without any gaps, somehow, I felt the warmth and softness of the body in front of me, the faint fragrance of the woman in my arms, the exquisite waist, the grip He felt the tiger's mouth getting hot, and the slight bulge reminded him of the shocking bright white and red in the waves of the night, like a lotus flower bud in the clear water, or a flaming fire on top of the white snow. Just seeing a cluster of fire made him feel hot all over his body, and the careless collision of the two bodies as they walked forward suddenly made him feel the skin delicately, and from this he thought of the raised, limbs and bones. , A dark flame suddenly gushed out, licking hotly all the way.