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Chapter 438: Chrysanthemum Wine, Beautiful Women’s Feet (please vote for the big chapter!)

The atmosphere in the kitchen was extremely quiet for a while.

Ouyang Rong wanted to make a joke, but found that no one said anything.

In front of the stove, the little junior sister who was cooking in an apron paused after receiving a prank slap on her back, and the kitchen knife in her hand didn't move at all.

It's still daytime now, the sun is shining brightly outside, and the light in the kitchen is not too dim.

Viewed from Ouyang Rong's rear view, the little junior sister's back was graceful, her head buried deep in her chest, her ears seemed to be red, and the snowy skin of her thin neck under the swan-like curve showed a touch of sunset red.

Ouyang Rong didn't think it was anything at first, but the quiet atmosphere made him move his eyes downward along the graceful curve of the young lady on his back...

Xie Lingjiang fell into breathless concentration at this moment.

I don't know if it was the aftereffect of the shot just now, but my body was numb and stiff.

She suddenly felt that after taking a bath and incense today, she had worn too few clothes, and her snow-white nightgown was too thin, so... So she couldn't completely blame him for not being able to bear it?

My head was dizzy with random thoughts, and my head was buried deeper and deeper in my chest.

The kitchen knife in her hand seemed to be filled with lead. If she were to spin the kitchen knife in her hand like she did just now, it would fly out and murder her husband at random. She would be really weak.

The enemy behind him remained silent, and the atmosphere in the kitchen remained silent.

Why don't you move? He... What on earth is he going to do... Do you want to push him away later... Don't go too far... Don't ask for too much... How can you do it in the kitchen... The stove and table are too cold? ... Just when Xie Lingjiang mentioned it with a high heart, he was nervous and scared, and also felt a vague sense of excitement and boldness.

She suddenly heard rustling sounds behind her.

At this moment, Xie Lingjiang's hearing was extremely keen, and she noticed that the senior brother behind her seemed to have taken a step forward, and approached her behind, and then... then there seemed to be a slight sound of clothes folding when he squatted down... Wait, he squatted down smoothly. Why are you doing it behind her back? Do you want to do it from below...

Xie Lingjiang, who lowered his head and buried his chest, couldn't help but stare, and his delicate body suddenly tensed up.

On the pair of red rope clogs below, there are white and tender feet wearing white socks. The cardamom-like big toes subconsciously curled up and pressed together, making a habit of buckling the floor.

Just when the heavy kitchen knife in her hand almost slipped from her palm, Ouyang Rong's voice suddenly came from behind her:

"The pear fell, please move your feet."

"what?"

"Ah, what? You're so stupid. Making a plate of fruit salad... the spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums are all missing."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, picked up a pear, stood up again, and placed a pear on the back of Xie Lingjiang's white hand that he grasped by the handle of his knife.

"Oh... no." She spoke back like a conditioned reaction.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the chopping board: "Do you want me to come?"

"It was fine, it wasn't someone who was in the way..."

The blush on Xie Lingjiang's neck dissipated a bit, and while muttering arrogantly, he looked at his senior brother's face from the corner of his eye.

I saw him picking up the snow pear again, walking to the water tank nearby, scooping water and washing the pear body. His expression was calm, as if nothing happened just now, and there was no clue.

But it was clear that he was the one who made the first move to her just now... and made a shameful hint that something was wrong.

Why are you so honest all of a sudden?

Could it be that she was overthinking it?

Xie Lingjiang was shy and blamed herself, feeling guilty towards him. In fact, the senior brother was quite a gentleman sometimes, but she was probably overthinking it...

Ouyang Rong nodded seriously: "Okay, I won't stay next to you. I'll wait for you outside. When the food is ready, call me..."

Xie Lingjiang interrupted: "Wait a minute, take these and wash them too. You don't have to go out. In fact, it won't affect anything."

"Okay." He said calmly.

Not long ago, the ambiguous moment in front of the stove seemed to be over.

A certain noble lady of the Xie family had to learn to pretend to be confused.

In the kitchen, the two of them divided the work, one washed the fruit pulp, the other was skilled in knife skills, and the conversation returned to normal.

Xie Lingjiang was the first to break the silence:

"The Three Talisman Mountains are so named because they have a common talisman system. Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing are from different sects. However, the cohesion of the three mountains is better than that of many sects on the mountain. This is because of this talisman system.

"In the Three Talisman Mountains, direct disciples will be taught the talisman after they reach adulthood and meet the conditions, so that they can use the talisman. However, not all Taoist priests can learn the three pure skills.

“Because the Sanqing Taoist Sect’s Patriarch Hall can produce extremely limited quantities of top-quality talismans every year, including red and black talismans, vermillion talismans, and platinum talismans.

“There is naturally a strict screening threshold for who can use it and who cannot.

"Sanqing disciples need to go through layers of selection and testing. In the end, only a small number of people can enter the Ancestral Master Hall and become core beings. As the mainstay of the sect and future heavenly masters, they will receive the best talismans awarded by the Ancestral Master Hall and be able to display the unique skills of the Sanqing Dynasty. .

"So the production of talismans has always been the secret of Sanqing and the foundation of the sect's inheritance. In this way, even if the secret skills of Sanqing accidentally leaked to the outside, the Sanqing Ancestral Master Hall, which has the source of the production of top-quality talismans, It can still choke outsiders’ necks.”

Xie Lingjiang recalled it for a while, while cutting the fruit flesh skillfully with his bare hands, he spoke slowly.

"So Lu Ya's taboo is a normal reaction. He shouldn't be immediately suspicious of senior brother, but..."

She shook her head slightly:

"As the third disciple of Master Yuan, who is currently walking under the mountain in Maoshan, I won't believe him even if I kill him if he doesn't have a red and black talisman at the bottom of the box.

"Even the illegitimate son of Master Yuan is a loser, let alone him."

Ouyang Rong said thoughtfully:

"I asked him indirectly about the ink paper used to make the best talismans. He inexplicably mentioned something about ghosts and ghosts, and asked me if I knew about it. Could it be related?"

Xie Lingjiang looked thoughtful and said:

"It's normal. Taoist priests can draw and make ordinary talismans at will, and they don't have high requirements for paper and ink materials. But for the top-quality talismans, since the Sanqing Ancestral Hall is trying its best to produce them in limited quantities, it must require special spiritual materials from the ghosts and ghosts. , it’s not hard to guess, well, it might involve legendary mythical creatures and require mythical materials.”

"Mythical creature?"

"The five insects with mythical power. Well, the five insects are spiders, scales, hairs, feathers, and insects. They can conquer all living things in the world."

"What is the difference between mythical creatures and ordinary ghosts and ghosts?"

Xie Ling Jiang's pretty face turned serious:

"Those ghosts and ghosts are incomparable with mythical creatures. The latter are rare beings.

"Elder brother, mythical creatures possess pure and primitive mythical power. Almost all of these mythical creatures are the remnants of those special creatures in ancient times. After Dayu controlled the floods, he was lucky enough to leave them on the mainland of China. Such ancient relics are now dead. One less head.

"Moreover, these mythical creatures are closely connected to certain mythological channels. They even have the same origin as the mythical power of a certain channel. They have a mysterious relationship."

"Why?"

"Because they all come from the age of myth."

"The Age of Mythology?"

"There is an ancient book in my family's secret vault that records that there once was a mythical era in ancient times.

“These mythical powers existing in the world, whether they are mythical creatures or mythological channels, actually all come from that mythical era.

"Until Dayu controlled the floods and ended the age of mythology, Dayu cast the Nine Cauldrons and collected all the mythical power into the cauldrons to forever rule China.

"From then on, the land of China entered the Bronze Age without myths, which was also the first dynasty of the human race, Xia."

"Jiuding? The original tripods of the Dingjian were forged by Dayu when he was controlling floods?"

Xie Lingjiang hesitated: "Probably."

"should?"

"My ancestors of the Xie family secretly passed down some things... The nine tripods that sealed the mythical power were passed down from the Xia Dynasty to the Zhou Dynasty. The Zhou royal family lost their morals and the princes went to Chu. The Zhou shou's storage room moved south accordingly. When they crossed the Surabaya River, the nine tripods were lost. .

"Later, the Nine Tripods appeared again, during the Warring States Period. Some people suspected that they were imitations of Zhou Shou's Tibetan Chamber and were not the real first-generation Nine Tripods. The reason was that the Nine Tripods were a sacred weapon that controlled the country, indicating the destiny of the destiny. Can be the lord of the world.

"But at that time, the Emperor of Zhou could no longer summon the princes, and the rites and music of the Spring and Autumn Period collapsed. Even if the new Jiuding came into being, it did not stop it half. Therefore, it was a fake tripod, used to restore the people's hearts, but of course it failed. The princes and the scholar class did not accept this set.

"Well, the reason is a bit far-fetched, but it is not unreasonable. Maybe she is just like the current Empress Wei of Luodu. She also likes auspiciousness, and when Empress Wei built the Mingtang in Luoyang, she also imitated nine of them. The tripods were each named and placed in the Mingtang... But these are just names, the real Jiuding has been lost.

"However, the Jiuding of doubtful origin still started the Warring States Period after the Spring and Autumn Period. Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms but failed to collect all the Nine Cauldrons. Then the first Cauldron Sword made by the remnants of the nobles of the Six Kingdoms was born, and the elixir of longevity was born. Then came the second part of the Qin system... The First Emperor did not collect all the Nine Cauldrons or the Cauldron Sword until his death. When Qin II died, the era of the Cauldron Sword began."

Xie Lingjiang turned his head, his eyes clear and bright:

"Elder brother, there were tripods in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, which only lasted for about 1,800 years in three dynasties. Perhaps it is true, as the ancient books say, that the Nine tripods made by Yu contain myths and can indeed forever control the destiny of the Nine Provinces and stabilize the king's power.

"But without Jiuding, wouldn't the world be able to be unified? Wouldn't the people be able to live in peace and contentment?

"The Nine Cauldrons were lost in Zhou Dynasty, and various dynasties fought for them. Throughout the history of Qing Dynasty, the battles for these cauldrons since the pre-Qin Dynasty turned the cauldron that was used to protect the country and the people into a cauldron sword that was specially designed to kill. How many heroes and heroes fought for it, but in the end it was just a futile battle. , which fits exactly what you said that day, "The fate is colorful and the sky is like fog."

"Until the mad emperor frantically forged a sword to die, and the Qian Dynasty followed, Emperor Taizong Wen overcame all obstacles and pacified the world. He established an ancestral rule that the descendants of the Li Qian royal family were not allowed to forge tripod swords or search for nine tripods. He also said that the people are like water and the emperor is like water. A boat can carry it or overturn it... Facts have proved that as long as the king is virtuous, spreads his royal principles, wins the hearts and minds of the people with benevolence and righteousness, and the people's minds are settled, he can also unify China without the need for Jiuding to add glory."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "It makes sense. The Bronze Age of Jiuding will inevitably pass, just like the ancient mythical age before that. The times are moving forward, and no one can stop it. Jiuding is just a symbol. Trying to conquer the world with the tripod is nothing different. Yu Kezhou seeks a sword. The real Jiuding should be the people's hearts."

After a pause, he asked again: "Since the mythical power was sealed in the Nine Cauldrons by Dayu, what happened to the mythical creatures and mythological channels later on."

Xie Lingjiang's expression became serious:

"Big brother, that's a good question. Mythical creatures are relics from ancient times, and the Qi refining technique of mythical Dao lineage first emerged from the group of Qi practitioners in the Pre-Qin Dynasty. It happened to be during the period when Zhou Shou's Tibetan room moved south and Jiuding was lost. At the same time, Shou Zang Some of the classics and knowledge monopolized by the royal family were scattered among the people, which promoted the rise of various schools of thought.

"These mythical powers, including Qi Refining Techniques, my ancestors of the Xie family speculated that they probably came from the real Jiuding. They were leaked from it. Even the casting formula of the Cauldron Sword was the source of myths and disasters. .”

"Do they all come from Jiuding..."

Ouyang Rong muttered to himself for a while and then asked:

"Previously in Dragon City, I saw that Lady Yunmeng was riding a large, snow-white bird with three legs and four eyes. It was psychic and intelligent, and seemed to be called an insect lady... Is this a ghost or a mythical creature?"

Xie Lingjiang frowned and thought: "It seems to be a kind of strange bird recorded in the folklore of Wuyue. The Nine Hundred Miles Yunmeng Daze still maintains the style of the Daze in the pre-Qin period, and still inhabits many strange species. This bird should It's not a mythical creature, because mythical creatures cannot be tamed by ordinary people, not even a candle in the snow.

"And they may be rarer than the Divine Beings of China...but there is indeed a mythical creature in Yunmeng Jianze, and most people on the mountain have heard of it."

"What mythical creature?"

"A white ape carrying a sword."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows.

Xie Lingjiang lowered her eyelashes:

"This white ape has a deep connection with the Yue Nu Taoist lineage, but it has no affiliation with the Nu Jun Palace. It is more like symbiosis. It is only close to the Yue Chuzi with mythological spirituality. The Yue Chuzi in all generations has been found by the white ape , Yue girls will follow the white ape on certain days, travel thousands of miles, and finally return with their young Yue son, which can be regarded as a tradition..."

The conversation quietly stopped. Ouyang Rong wanted to ask again, but Xie Lingjiang turned around and said:

"Lu Ya said that finding spiritual ink requires good fortune. If the material really comes from mythical creatures, it won't be like this. Most mythical creatures are unique. If they are unique, they must have been monopolized by the current Sanqing Dynasty, so senior brother, don't worry , there is a high probability that it is a special spirit and ghost, so it requires good fortune and luck."

"This is the best." Ouyang Rong sighed. The threshold for using this Three Pure Skills is really high.

Soon, Xie Lingjiang's newly learned dish, spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemums, was finally ready and put on a plate.

The two left the kitchen and went to the yard to eat. Ouyang Rong seemed to be in high spirits and picked up chrysanthemum wine to signal to Xie Lingjiang.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly touched the body of the pot with the back of his hand and rolled his eyes at him angrily:

"It's not easy to drink cold drinks in the depths of autumn. I'll have a bad stomach when I get old. Please warm the wine. Senior brother will wait." She grabbed the chrysanthemum wine, took it back to the kitchen, and warmed it up again.

"Okay, junior sister is interested." Ouyang Rong felt warm in his heart, nodded, and muttered for no reason: "It's cold, and your legs will get cold easily when you get older."

Xie Lingjiang didn't hear it. After a while, she returned with two pots of warm wine. Ouyang Rong had already finished the plate of "Spring Orchids and Autumn Jujubes" in one gulp, leaving nothing on the plate. The so-called Spring Orchid and Autumn Chrysanthemum are of course not made of real orchids and chrysanthemums, but three kinds of autumn fruits, pomegranate, snow pear, and orange, mixed with secret juice.

Ouyang Rong's starving appearance made Xie Lingjiang laugh.

"Are you full?" "Not bad."

"What do you mean okay? Do you want to do more?"

"It's okay, but I'm about 70% full. If I don't eat, I have to keep my stomach empty."

"What are you doing with your stomach? You are in such a hurry to eat, and you don't do anything in the afternoon."

"Let's drink. Let's sit down and have a drink together later." He made arrangements.

"If I don't drink, I won't drink with you."

Ouyang Rong nodded: "I can help you draw your eyebrows and make up first."

Xie Lingjiang glanced at him and said: "To show your courtesy for nothing is to be considered a traitor or a thief."

"It's your first time to draw a woman's eyebrows, so don't forget about it."

"Wait, let's go." After a while, the duplicitous Xie Lingjiang took Ouyang Rong to a boudoir and took out the eyebrow thrush tools.

"No, senior brother, where are you going to take the eyebrow pencil?"

"I see there is a hot spring in the east corner of the courtyard. It just so happens that you can go and take a foot bath. I can draw your eyebrows by the way, and then we can have some wine."

"Why are you going to soak your feet in such a good way?" Xie Lingjiang was confused.

Ouyang Rong asked back: "Is it your bath water, or is it a drinking spring?"

"No, that spring is quite clean. It is only used to water the flowers."

"Then let's water the flowers too."

"Water the flowers?"

"How can little junior sister guard against me as well as against thieves?"

"Aren't you a thief?" she whispered.

"He is also a righteous thief. He will tell you directly what he wants to do... Besides, if he really wants to do something bad, why didn't he do it in the kitchen just now? It's not all a chance."

"It makes some sense, though not much."

"Forget it if you don't go, I'll go soak my feet and drink by myself..."

"No, okay, I'll go, you wait first, if you want to drink, you need a cup..."

"If the cup is not satisfying, you don't need to bring it to me." Ouyang Rong took the lead and walked towards the hot spring in the southeast corner of the courtyard.

When Xie Lingjiang saw his upright back, he didn't think much. He followed him to the spring, took off his wooden clogs and socks, and sat on the stone bricks by the water. He stood on tiptoe with his white and tender feet and tested the water temperature with his toes. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to wash his feet in the hot spring water.

Ouyang Rong walked to her side, sat cross-legged on the ground without being dirty, turned his side to her, picked up an eyebrow pencil, and drew her eyebrows.

Xie Lingjiang held a bronze mirror in his hand and quietly looked at the plain face in the mirror without any makeup, as well as his face with his eyebrows drawn attentively. Her eyes were sweet.

The two started chatting.

"Why are you suddenly posting books today?" Ouyang Rong asked casually.

"Last time, I saw Qi from Senior Brother, and my state of mind was somewhat loosened. I want to break through in one breath, and start to read the books I have read before. Those who turn over books must start by turning over books."

"It makes sense. Did you gain anything?"

"There is no progress. If there is any gain, there is. It is precisely because there is no progress in reading old books that I realize something."

"what?"

"The next level is called a sage. What is a sage? I have both talent and virtue. What do you think I lack, senior brother?"

"My little junior sister is not lacking in virtue, but what she is lacking...is talent?"

"To be precise, it's literary aura. My father also mentioned that I'm suitable for treating classics, but I don't have enough talent for poetry. My senior brother clearly inspired me that day in Maple Grove, and I also saw that aura, but it's hard to break. The problem is probably Come out here.”

"How elegant are you? No wonder I just saw the basket of red leaves on your table and you are still looking at it."

"Although it is an old poem, after reading it, I really feel it more. It really lacks literary style."

Looking at the little junior sister who frowned slightly, Ouyang Rong suddenly asked:

"Wenqi, just writing poems?"

"Yeah, almost."

Ouyang Rong's eyes moved, but Xie Lingjiang held his hand, sighed and said: "The literary spirit of a single family is not good. A person who reads books must read a lot of books and not be restricted to one family. Senior brother has helped me so much, but I haven't made a breakthrough yet, except Stupid, it’s also because the human spirit alone can only help so much.”

"I see..." Ouyang Rong nodded. He actually wanted to try to see if he had memorized many poems from hundreds of schools of thought in his previous life.

After a while, Ouyang Rong finished painting his eyebrows. Xie Lingjiang sat on the bank of the pool, hugged his knees and lowered his head, using the water at his feet as a mirror to look at it. His mouth seemed to be tasting honey, he turned his head with a sweet smile, and said in an emotional tone: "How can senior brother be so talented?" Be patient, no ordinary grown man can afford to do this, but you, you just know how to coax me... If you want to drink, I will pour it for you and you can rest."

Ouyang Rong smiled and said nothing, taking a look at the smiling beauty's new eyebrow makeup.

Xie Lingjiang is not yet twenty, her skin is already tender and hydrated, and her face is absolutely beautiful. Now that she has applied a little powder, her face is like a peach blossom and her face is as beautiful as jade.

Xie Lingjiang supported his chin with one hand and poured wine from the pot with the other hand: "I put flowers in the vase today because I have arranged several chrysanthemum appreciation banquets with sister Guo'er and I need to take them with them. Those elegant gatherings must be the cultural atmosphere of Xunyang City. The most prosperous place, go and take a look."

"How about recommending someone to you who might help you build up your literary reputation."

"Who?" Xie Lingjiang reacted: "Rong Zhen?"

"No." Ouyang Rong was surprised, "It's Yuan Huaimin. I always feel that this old boy has something special. It's strange. How did you guess Rong Zhen?"

"The Yin Yang Family Qi Practitioner can see a lot more Qi than ordinary Qi Practitioners. I thought you wanted to ask her to help you see where the Qi is in Xunyang City."

"The Yin Yang family's Wangqi is so powerful? Can he even read Wenqi?" His expression changed slightly.

"Yes, but I can't be as detailed as an individual. This kind of thing is beyond the scope of Qi Refiners and requires some rare spirits. Don't worry, senior brother."

Ouyang Rong was slightly relieved.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked: "Have you been looking for her often recently?"

"What are you thinking about?" Ouyang Rong rewarded a chestnut.

Xie Ling Jiang Anmu covered his forehead, immediately refused to accept it, and wanted to fight back, but his wrists were cut back.

While they were having fun, Ouyang Rong said with a smile: "But what you said does make sense. I'll ask Rong Zhen another day how he is so elegant."

"Don't ask her." Xie Lingjiang said anxiously: "I don't want help from an outsider like her, I don't need it."

"No." Ouyang Rong shook his head, his tone unquestionable: "Your promotion is important."

Xie Lingjiang turned away from her pretty face, bit her lip and whispered: "I'm not jealous, I'm afraid that you'll reveal your secret. I'm trying to catch you by the tail. If I knew it was you..."

Fortunately, junior sister doesn't know about the purple bellyband yet... Ouyang Rong coughed:

"Looking at the situation, I can first find Yuan Huaimin. He loves to take out that booklet every day and always feels like he is hiding something..."

The two chatted for a while and were about to drink. Ouyang Rong looked around, bent down, and patiently picked up a few things.

Xie Lingjiang was confused: "What did Senior Brother do by picking up my clogs and footbags?"

Ouyang Rong said nothing and threw away his clogs and his snow-white socks, falling into the spring water.

She subconsciously stopped her and said urgently: "No, I will wear nothing if it gets wet."

Ouyang Rong glanced at Xie Lingjiang, who was unable to fly without his shoes and socks, and suddenly reached into the water and grabbed the pair of snow-white and delicate bare feet in the hot spring.

"You...what are you going to do?" Her feet arched nervously, like two string-shaped crescent moons, and her voice was weak: "It's so itchy..."

Ouyang Rong remained silent. He picked up a pot of warm wine with the fingers of his other hand and placed it directly above a pair of delicate jade feet. He slowly poured the turbid wine, and a trickle trickled onto the sensitive ankles tied with a red rope, making the wine slippery. It flows all the way down along the beautiful arc of the beautiful woman's tight arch, dripping into the hazy spring water below, making a tinkling sound.

"Little junior sister, in our house, we can't waste anything." He suddenly said with great seriousness.

"Eldest brother, pouring drinks blindly is a waste, isn't it?" Xie Ling said with a trembling voice.

"I mean...this."

He squeezed the small and fleshy golden lotus hard with his palm. It not only had the appearance of bones, but also had the texture of flesh. It was really the best.

Xie Ling Jiang's delicate body trembled like an electric shock. From her long legs to her toes, she was stretched straight. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open and she said, "Let go, I...I'm so embarrassed." She looked around in shame. Look up.

"Well, since junior sister doesn't 'hide and tuck', then I won't hide and tuck either."

At this point, Ouyang Rong seemed to have remembered something. He shook the wine bottle in his hand towards her and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone:

"Sorry, this pot has some dogwood added, it may be a little spicy later."

"..." Xie Lingjiang.

Ouyang Rong blinked his eyes and glanced from time to time, his expression a bit malicious.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly understood why the eldest brother was so honest in the kitchen just now. It turned out to be evil. Maybe he just squatted down to pick up pears in the kitchen and had his eyes on her, so he acted as if nothing happened. , tricked her into letting down her guard, and finally coaxed her to come to the spring to wash her feet.

Also, speaking of keeping a seven-percent full stomach, it is true that you come here to drink warm wine, but it is not only drinking, but also... appetizers.

A "sloshing" sound.

The bronze mirror in Xie Lingjiang's hand fell to the ground. She bit her fingers with silver teeth, leaned back in embarrassment, flinched her delicate body, and tried her best to yell:

"No... don't... this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed... There is no one in the world who drinks like this... Don't mess around... If you pour more, I will drink you too... It's so itchy..."

The handsome young man smiled evilly:

"You beat me, let's see who dares to be shirtless. By the way, it was the kick that kicked me, wasn't it? That kick was so cruel when we first met. Junior sister, please help me ask about it. I thought I would fall into this trap today. Isn’t it the claws of the devil? Today I must punish you without mercy, so that I can remember it for a long time.”

"Ru Lianghu... Senior Brother, how dare you..." Her cheeks were flushed, and her soft pink fist could not hammer away the bad guy. Her face burst into tears with laughter: "Ugh... itchy... hahaha... Stop scratching... Please don't scratch anymore... I don't dare anymore... It doesn't dare anymore... Hahaha... Wuwuwuhahaha..."

Xie Lingjiang, who had always been arrogant, reserved and dignified, was completely intimidated. Her hard words failed and she begged for mercy. Unfortunately, she couldn't help it anymore...

The afternoon passed quickly, maybe it was a very long time for the two people inside. Fortunately, the boudoir was very large, and some of the Mi Mi's voice could not be transmitted.

In the evening, someone who was seventy percent full was already full, and with some neglected teeth marks on his neck, he returned in high spirits, leaving only a pink beauty beside the spring who was as limp as mud and had sore teeth. ——It’s really turned pink-I can’t wait to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

The setting sun shines slantingly on the quiet and deserted hot springs.

On the ground beside the spring, there were two wine bottles overturned on the ground. There was no wine left in them. There were vaguely chewed chrysanthemum petals scattered on the ground. It was really not a waste at all.

In the pool, the clear and misty spring water is mixed with the smell of sweat and wine, and is rolling playfully, just like the two lingering figures in strange positions not long ago.

Occasionally, one or two white socks can be seen floating on the water. The wet fabric is wrinkled, as if it has been tortured, and it is unknown what it has experienced...

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