A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 881 So You Like Me
Qiu Ke chuckled twice and said, "You still miss that chicken."

Lord Ming Yan said: "I was tired of eating mushrooms before, but now I think about it and regret it. No matter how tired I am, I still have something to eat, unlike now that I don't even have anything to eat. Mushrooms are very delicious, how can I dislike them. "

Qiu Ke said, "Maybe it's because I'm not good at cooking, so I didn't impress you."

Ming Yanjun shook his head and said: "This has nothing to do with your cooking skills, it's my own problem. Your cooking skills are already very good, you are the best man I have ever met, really. Not only cooking , you can always do everything well, and I have never seen anyone better than you."

Qiu Ke smiled and said, "Thank you for complimenting me so much."

"Qiu Ke, you are the best person in the world," she said.

Qiu Ke was startled, then smiled bitterly, and said, "It's not as good as you said. If I'm good enough, how can I put you in danger like me?"

She said: "Just like you won't let go of my hand when picking fruit on the mountain, I won't let you go either. How can this be your fault?"

She leaned against his arm, a little sleepy and said: "I'm a little tired, can I close my eyes and sleep for a while?"

Qiu Ke stroked her head lightly and said, "Go to sleep."

The two of them have been busy for most of the night, and they are already very tired.

After Ming Yanjun closed his eyes, Qiu Ke also closed his eyes lightly, leaning against the wooden plank to rest.

There is nothing to be afraid of, because we have each other by our side.

Lord Ming Yan felt in a trance that after so many days and nights in the prince's mansion, he could not feel as peaceful as this moment.

why?

For the time being, she didn't have the extra energy to think about why.

The few rays of sunlight that penetrated through the gaps, from hazy to bright, and then from bright to gradually dimmed.

Ming Yanjun woke up after a nap, and seeing Qiu Ke next to him was not moving, she immediately stretched out her hand to check his breathing.

As soon as her fingers approached, Qiu Ke woke up, silently raised the corners of her lips, and said, "Don't be afraid."

Ming Yanjun turned his head to look at the dim light, and said, "It's getting dark."

It is now dusk outside.

The two of them waited for a whole day, but it was extremely quiet outside, not a single human voice could be heard.

I don't know if the villagers have escaped, and I don't know when someone will find here.

After nightfall, it was really pitch black in this crack, you couldn't see your fingers, let alone see each other's faces clearly.

It's just that they slept all day during the day, and both of them were awake at night, waiting for the dawn together.

Without food or water, the physical strength will be exhausted little by little.

Lord Mingyan didn't know how long they could last, maybe two days, maybe three days.

She said dryly: "Is it because the villagers failed to escape? If they managed to escape, they should come back."

It was a bit cold in the ground at night, so Qiu Ke pulled her closer and hugged her in her arms. After a moment of silence, she said, "Are you afraid if no one comes in the end?"

Lord Ming Yan said: "Just wait until someone comes. It's not bad to die with you in the end."

Qiu Ke hugged her tighter.

She suddenly frowned again and said, "Qiu Ke, my heart hurts."

Qiu Ke was stunned for a moment, her voice tightened instantly, and she said, "Why does it hurt? Are you injured?"

Ming Yanjun shook his head and said: "It's not hurt, it's just that it started to hurt from time to time when I saw you last night."

In the darkness, Qiu Ke looked uncertain.

Ming Yanjun leaned in his arms, and said softly: "I once asked you, how can you count as liking someone, and you answered me that you just met each other and fell in love again. At that time, I realized that the person I think about the most is you , does this count as liking?"

Qiu Ke's whole body was a little stiff, only as firm as the embrace that held her tightly. He said in a low voice, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Lord Ming Yan said: "We can't get out. If we can't get out, it doesn't matter if I tell you what's on my mind. I've always been puzzled."

She paused for a long time before continuing: "Whether it's in the last village or this village, the villagers in the village mistake you and me as husband and wife. It seems that they think that childhood sweethearts should get married more. I've been thinking about it too,"

She raised her forehead, pressed against his chin, and said, "Why didn't we get married? If you married me before I married the Seventh Prince, what would happen?"

Qiu Ke rubbed her into her arms fiercely, and hissed, "I also fantasized about whether you would agree to marry me. I don't know what the result will be."

Lord Ming Yan said: "I didn't know before if I would agree to marry you, but now I know I will."

Unfortunately, it's too late.

If these words were not here and now, she might never have told him.

Her throat was choked, and she said again: "Qiu Ke, you should have asked me earlier. Even at that time, I didn't know how to count as liking someone, and I didn't know how to count as husband and wife love. I would also like to be with you day and night. .I am willing to sit and eat with you, I am willing to taste wine and discuss martial arts with you, I am willing to live and die with you, and I am willing to sleep with you on the couch."

But after all, he didn't have time to ask, and she didn't have a chance to answer him.

She wept quietly.

Tears dripped down on the back of his hand, burning him very painfully.

He closed his eyes and answered her: "My only regret in this life is that I try to wait until you are when I try to ask you, why didn't I ask you when you were 15 years old, why didn't I ask you when you were 16 or 17 years old?" ask."

She stood up, groped for his face in the dark, touched his lips with her fingers, then tilted her head and kissed him lightly.

His face was stained with her tears, wet and cool, and he heard her say: "So, can you only do it to the person you like?"

Qiu Ke responded, "Yes."

Ming Yanjun asked him again: "Then besides me, have you ever done anything to other women?"

He said: "No. I only kissed you."

"So you like me."

"Yes, I have liked you for a long time."

She understood it too late, but in this remaining life, she finally understood it.

It would be nice to die with him in the end.

Ming Yanjun tried his best to lift his chin, and pressed his lips again.

She was jerky and clumsy, unable to do anything, just ate his lips.

Qiu Ke slid her Adam's apple, and suddenly supported the back of her head, turned against the guest, and held her body tightly in her arms with her arms, kissing her back and forth.

Lips and teeth rubbing together, he pressed her against the wooden board in a limited space, kissing her so that she was spinning.

What spread in the air was each other's panting (crab) breath.

The pain all over his body was soothed by his kiss, and something overflowed from his limbs.

She often recalled the scene under the crabapple tree that night, that emotion was severely suppressed by her at that time, and now there is no need to suppress it anymore, it was crazy and unscrupulous.

He pressed her tightly, and she grabbed his clothes tightly in her hands, trying to respond.

Sad and determined to die (crab) cotton.

PS: I wish you all a happy holiday.

(End of this chapter)