Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 61

Ji Wenjing trembled, and turned his head to meet Zhao Qinghe's flushed and intoxicated face. He seemed to understand something instantly, grabbed the bamboo tube in her hand with his hands, raised his head and took a sip, his face suddenly changed.

"Wine? Who mixed it with wine?"

Ji Wenjing's thoughts changed sharply, and Luo Qiuchi's handsome face with a smirk suddenly popped up in his mind. He suddenly understood, and he firmly grasped the bamboo tube, "Luo Qiuchi, you bastard, you killed me this time!"

Just do the same trick once, wouldn't it be too obvious to do it again, not to mention that this time he took the initiative to pass the sour plum soup to others, but he tampered with it again, a fool would guess what his intention was, he really jumped into it. The Yellow River can't even wash it clean.

Just thinking about it in a mess, someone licked the tip of his ear again, Zhao Qinghe entangled him with hands and feet, his eyes blurred: "What bastard, beauty, you are not allowed to think about others, you look at me, you are only allowed to think about me... "

It's terrible, it's too terrible!
Ji Wenjing's body seemed to be electrified, and he felt abnormal. He was short of breath, and subconsciously wanted to push Zhao Qinghe away, but he was afraid that she would fall from the tree, and his palms "betrayed" him. On the shoulders, I didn't want to pull away, but slid down, and it was about to wrap around the two balls on Zhao Qinghe's chest...

Stop, Ji Wenjing, you can't do this!

With a sliver of reason remaining, he forcibly pulled that hand back, and Ji Wenjing gasped even more. He was pressed against the tree trunk by Zhao Qinghe, neither advancing nor retreating, and his whole body was terribly hot.

He had to admit that Zhao Qinghe's attraction to him was fatal, every part of his body was clamoring, he wanted her, wanted to kiss her, wanted to rub her into his bone marrow.

But not now!Such moments cannot!
He had to restrain his desire, he couldn't touch her, never!
"Wake up, wake up, Zhao Qinghe!"

Ji Wenjing took a deep breath, bit his lips tightly, and wanted to push Zhao Qinghe away from his side, but that soft body entangled him like a snake, and his body was still filled with the familiar fragrance of Yuewu flowers, which almost made his blood rush. Zhang, can't help himself.

"Beauty, big beauty, do you know that I like you so much, beauty, you are my favorite in the world..."

In the confused drunken speech, that watery lip moved over and brushed against Ji Wenjing's neck. Ji Wenjing let out a grunt from his throat, and his whole body felt numbness.

He couldn't bear it anymore, pressed against Zhao Qinghe's tender lips, turned his head with difficulty, and gasped, "Zhao Qinghe, wake up, if you do this again, something will happen, I, I will..."

I can't help it!

"Don't hide, beauty, let me love you well, I will be gentle, don't be afraid..."

I am afraid that I will become a beast!
Ji Wenjing roared wildly in his heart. While dodging, he nervously watched if anyone was approaching around him. In the midst of this chaos, his hand touched something inadvertently, and his eyes suddenly lit up——

The kettle is the kettle hanging on Zhao Qinghe's waist!
Heaven, earth, there is salvation!
Ji Wenjing stood up, hugging Zhao Qinghe tightly with one arm, making sure she wouldn't fall, and grabbing with all his strength with the other hand, just as he was about to reach for the kettle, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far to near under the tree, he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, almost Can't stop complaining!

A "Di tribe man" approached from a distance, and stopped under the tree with a bow and crossbow on his back. He looked around and leaned against the tree to enjoy the coolness.

His animal skin was obviously extremely hot, and his body was soaked in sweat. Seeing that there was no one around, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he pulled the front of his clothes away and kept fanning himself.

Hang Ruxue has always been strict in running the army, and it is difficult to find one in the entire army who is as lazy and dereliction of duty as this little soldier, but Ji Wenjing and Zhao Qinghe were unlucky, and they bumped into them!

There was a cool breeze blowing under the tree, and this "little soldier" was relaxed. Poor Ji Wenjing on the tree, was about to burn himself with desire, until there was no ashes left!

Zhao Qinghe clung to him tightly, Xianxiu's body twisted non-stop, he tightly covered her mouth, for fear that the soldiers below would hear a sound, but he didn't want Zhao Qinghe to be annoyed, so he bit it off, drunk like A red-eyed bunny that only bites people.

Ji Wenjing let go of the pain for a moment, seeing that Zhao Qinghe was about to start calling "big beauty", he didn't have time to think about it, he pressed her head, and pressed himself against her face, tightly blocking that bright red mouth.

Warm, soft, sweet... It's still the taste in memory, with that unique fragrance of Yuewu.

The world seemed to stand still for a moment.

Ji Wenjing's heart was beating wildly, as if he was drunk, his cheeks were red and hot, he held the back of Zhao Qinghe's head tightly, and kissed him more forcefully, their lips and teeth intertwined, as frantic as fire .

Zhao Qinghe's body was limp on Ji Wenjing's chest, her long eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, and she let out a few whimpers from her nose, which made me feel pity.

Ji Wenjing was ignited again, and became more and more emotional. He hugged him even harder with both hands, and the tip of his tongue even opened Zhao Qinghe's teeth, and drove straight in, kissing Zhao Qinghe until he couldn't breathe.

The Changyang was mottled, and the two people on the tree were kissing passionately. The soldier under the tree didn't notice it. After enjoying enough coolness, he rearranged his clothes and strode away with a bow and crossbow.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Wenjing let go of Zhao Qinghe panting heavily. Zhao Qinghe was already so dizzy from the kiss that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. Bai Nen's hands were powerlessly pressed against Ji Wenjing's chest, and his lips were gleaming with water. , so vivid that Ji Wenjing's lower body tightened again.

But Zhao Qinghe was drunk and confused, she looked like this, but she was still thinking about "molesting" the beauty, she stretched out her hand unsteadily to caress Ji Wenjing's cheek, smelling of alcohol, "Big beauty, you are so enthusiastic!" , all, all bit me, but I like it, I like you like this..."

Zhao Qinghe shook his head, smiling infatuatedly: "Fierce little wild cat..."

"Little wild cat?" Ji Wenjing raised an eyebrow. He tried his best to control his panting breath. After a long time, he stared at Zhao Qinghe and smiled: "Little wild cat, it's just you alone..."

"What, what?" Zhao Qinghe didn't hear clearly, and the smile in Ji Wenjing's eyes deepened. He stretched out two fingers, stroked Zhao Qinghe's tender lips little by little, and rubbed them lightly, with an indescribable movement. teasing.

Zhao Qinghe couldn't stand it any longer, lying on Ji Wenjing's body, he began to whine again. Ji Wenjing's breath became short of breath, and he pressed it against Zhao Qinghe's ear, his throat hoarse, saying each word: "Do you want the little wild cat to come again?"

There was endless bewitchment in the voice, how could Zhao Qinghe resist, raised his head a little bit, and looked at Ji Wenjing with fascinated eyes: "Okay, but, but, little wild cat, you are not allowed to eat my tongue anymore, and you can't bite your mouth so hard. OK……"

"Not good." Ji Wenjing spit out two words directly, Zhao Qinghe was taken aback, and Ji Wenjing continued: "Little wild cats just know how to bite people, and those who don't bite people are called house cats. Do you like house cats?"

He had a serious face, which made Zhao Qinghe confused. She put her hand on his chest, tilted her head and thought for a long time, and murmured: "No, I don't like it. I only like little wild cats, and I only like you..."

"So, how do you like to be bitten..."

"Why was it bitten?" Zhao Qinghe was even more confused. Ji Wenjing had already slowly pressed the back of her head with one hand, his eyes were fixed on her lips, and his warm breath approached her little by little.

"Let me tell you, how the little wild cat likes to bite people..."

On the other side of the woods, Wen Renjun's military badges had already been collected until his hands softened. Luo Qiuchi held his bow and crossbow, and shook his head amusedly: "Look at your money-obsessed look, I don't know how you think a military badge is worth a thousand dollars." What about two gold..."

"I won't change a tael of gold!" Wen Renjun picked up those military badges preciously, and waved them in front of Luo Qiuchi's eyes: "This is honor! The honor you won! It is more precious than anything else!"

Luo Qiuchi couldn't help laughing even more: "Okay, sycophant, do you want to have a try yourself?"

"I?"

"Yeah, get up quickly, I'll teach you how to bend a bow and shoot an arrow, and call a 'Di Clan' to show General Na Hang!"

Try it if you say it, in the woods, Luo Qiuchi untied his bow and crossbow, and taught Wen Renjun hand in hand.

Because most of the female disciples in the palace school are weak, and they usually pay attention to ladylike demeanor, they dabble less in things like knives, guns and sticks, and the riding and archery assessment is different from male disciples, it is not so strict.

At that moment Wen Renjun picked up the bow and crossbow, aiming hard at the front, and only then did he realize how difficult it was when he was wobbling.

"Yes, don't shake your hands, that's it, very good, take your time..."

Luo Qiuchi was tall and handsome, standing behind Wen Renjun, he raised half of her head, almost encircling her.

The sun shone on them, the wind blew their clothes, the big hand held the small hand, and opened the bow little by little. Wen Renjun's back was pressed against the warm chest, and his heart suddenly beat fast.

"Little monkey, why are you blushing?"

Luo Qiuchi lowered his head and laughed suddenly, Wen Renjun's face turned even redder, and he stammered, "Oh, no, I was heated... Do you think this is right? Just shoot the arrow out, right? "

She hurriedly changed the subject, Luo Qiuchi didn't bother to expose it, just smiled again, and nodded in a serious manner: "I'm a bit on airs, but my arms are not strong enough, and I'm not holding it steady enough. I'll make dozens of calls. Try not to move. The longer you hold The better, at the tenth sound, shoot the arrow again, did you hear me clearly?"

"it is good."

After Luo Qiuchi adjusted Wen Renjun's posture, he took a step back and started counting. Wen Renjun took a deep breath and focused all his attention on the bowstring.

There were fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, her arms were sore, and her breathing began to be unsteady. She clenched her teeth tightly and persisted. Behind her was Luo Qiuchi's voice with a smile: "Don't move, hold it for a while, your strength is too weak Now, you have to practice slowly, if you move your head correctly, you will miss it, and there are three last strokes, just listen to my count..."

When the "tenth" sound finally came out, Wen Renjun couldn't wait to release the arrow, but was held down by Luo Qiuchi. He rolled her up, and the two hid behind the tree, "Wait, someone is coming!" Already!"

Looking at the approaching figure in the distance, Luo Qiuchi smiled next to Wen Renjun's ear and said, "Little monkey, your prey is here!"

Behind the tree, Wen Renjun poked his head out cautiously, looking at the "Di Clan member" who was getting closer, sweating from the tip of his nose nervously: "I, I'm afraid I won't be able to shoot..."

"Don't worry, with me, the arrow will definitely hit the target, you just wait to collect the military card." Luo Qiuchi laughed, slowly encircled Wen Renjun's hands, aimed at the approaching figure, and pulled the bowstring little by little.

Wen Renjun pressed his back against Luo Qiuchi's chest, feeling his warm breath coming from the top of her head, her whole body was wrapped by him, she felt an indescribable sense of security, her nervousness gradually calmed down, Following Luo Qiuchi's strength, he also began to draw the bow little by little, preparing to shoot his first arrow.

But at this moment, Luo Qiuchi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly shouted: "That's not right!"

"Again, what's the matter?"

The ready-to-go crossbow was held down at once, and Luo Qiuchi put his chin against the top of Wen Renjun's head, staring at the approaching figure, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "This Di tribe has a problem..."

The wild wind blows, the branches and leaves flutter, and on the other side of the towering tree, Ji Wenjing hugs Zhao Qinghe, feeds her little by little water to sober up.

When Zhao Qinghe woke up leisurely, his mouth was numb and swollen, and in his dazed vision, he could only see Ji Wenjing feeding her and drinking water while wiping the fine sweat on her forehead.

"Me, what's wrong with me?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was even more startled, his voice became hoarse for some reason, "I, what happened to me?"

His head was also aching, and Zhao Qinghe couldn't remember anything, he only remembered drinking the sour plum soup that Ji Wenjing handed him, and his memory was blank afterwards.

Ji Wenjing helped her up, and said in an unclear tone: "It's too hot, you've got heatstroke."

"Heat stroke?" Zhao Qinghe was even more confused: "But, but I remember that I drank the sour plum soup from Senior Brother Ji..."

"That's right, you'll faint from the heat after drinking it, and you can't stand it when you think about it being hot and cold."

"Yes, is that so?"

Listening to Ji Wenjing's explanation, Zhao Qinghe always felt something weird, she touched her red and swollen lips: "Then, why is my mouth..."

Ji Wenjing said without changing his face: "I was stung by a bug on the tree, don't worry, I have already chased the bug away. You go back and rest for two days, and your mouth should heal."

"Then why is Senior Brother Ji's mouth swollen?" Zhao Qinghe pointed hesitantly.

Ji Wenjing paused, and said with a calm face, "I was stung too."

"Ah?" When Zhao Qinghe was about to say something, Ji Wenjing waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't worry about these trivial matters, let's go down, it's too hot up there, there are so many bugs, what if you get stung again?" wonderful……"

"Oh, okay, okay." Zhao Qinghe swallowed the words in his heart, and although he still had many questions, he nodded obediently, and prepared to follow Ji Wenjing down the tree.

Just at this moment, a few "Di people" approached with bows and crossbows on their backs. Ji Wenjing looked at it and said to Zhao Qinghe: "Let's go to the internet cafe. Anyway, after so long, most people should be killed." Send it back to the main camp, and let’s go back and forget it.”

Zhao Qinghe naturally had no objection: "Okay, everything is up to Senior Brother Ji."

The two discussed it and decided to get down from the tree, but Ji Wenjing's eyelids twitched, and he grabbed Zhao Qinghe suddenly, his expression changed suddenly: "Wait!"

Zhao Qinghe was taken aback by being pressed in his arms. She didn't understand what happened, but she heard Ji Wenjing say in her ear: "Look, there is blood on their arrows!"

Those "Di people" who approached were tall and mighty, and the arrows on their backs were not tied with flour bags, but were stained with blood, and they were speaking in a language that Ji Wenjing and Zhao Qinghe could not understand.

Almost at the same time, the two people on the tree looked at each other, and saw the same guess from each other's eyes: "They, they are not soldiers in the drill!"

Editor's note: There is still a small gap between yesterday's update target at 11:30 today (the number of praises at 11:30 is 541), the editor deeply introspects, it is really that our goal is set too high, and here we are Apologies everyone.Originally, Wu Yuda was very distressed when he saw everyone working so hard to achieve the goal of adding updates, so he rushed out a special episode overnight, planning to release this episode if the goal of adding updates was not reached.But today, the editor and the editor were shocked by everyone's enthusiasm for adding more. In addition, the comments, likes, and reposts have indeed been achieved, and the final number of praises is also very close. Everyone has created a miracle, so we decided to release it at the same time today. Small episodes and Jiageng!According to the agreement, the added chapter will be released at 13:00, please don't go away!The following is a special gift prepared by Wu Yuda for everyone at 666 overnight - "The Story of Falling into the Water" by Ji He from "Gong Xue You Bandits".

"Falling into the Water" by Ji He

One day, Zhuxiu Academy held a cross-border friendship competition with foreign universities. Ji Wenjing, Zhao Qinghe, and Sun Zuoyang were divided into a group and went out together to find a lost ancient book.

The surface of the lake was shimmering, and an orchid boat was rippling with the wind. When Ji Wenjing was standing on the bow of the boat looking at the opposite bank, a bird surrounded him, its wings blocked his view. into the water.

"Too bad, Senior Brother Ji doesn't know how to use water!"

Zhao Qinghe's complexion changed drastically, and he rushed to the bow of the boat. Sun Zuoyang poked his head aside, pretending to be stupid, and said in a daze, "No way? He's an imposing son who can't swim? My three-month-old cat can... "

Looking at the figure tossing in the water, Sun Zuoyang scratched his ears, gloating a little, Zhao Qinghe became anxious, and bit his lips: "I, I'll go down and save Senior Brother Ji!"

"Wait, I didn't say I won't rescue him, I just asked him to drink more water, isn't he usually very precious!"

Sun Zuoyang hummed, and under Zhao Qinghe's anxious gaze, he plunged into the water reluctantly.

After getting the man onto the boat, Sun Zuoyang was wringing his clothes dry, while Zhao Qinghe guarded the unconscious Ji Wenjing, with teary eyes: "Ji, why hasn't Senior Brother Ji woke up yet?"

"It's okay, you can see that he is breathing enough, he just drank a stomach full of water, he will wake up later, don't worry, let's go inside and eat... Junior Sister Qinghe, what are you doing?"

Sun Zuoyang looked towards Zhao Qinghe, his expression changed, and he suddenly raised his tone——

Zhao Qinghe was leaning down, and Shui Yingying's lips were about to stick to Ji Wenjing's. Sun Zuoyang was so frightened, she trembled, and looked up a little at a loss: "I, I want to relieve Senior Brother Ji..."

"Crossing Qi?!"

Sun Zuoyang's tone became higher, his eyes widened suddenly, his expression was extremely weird, Zhao Qinghe nodded timidly at him, his eyes were darkened, he almost vomited blood, he couldn't sit still anymore, he came forward on the wet ground, Pulling away Zhao Qinghe involuntarily: "Why are you so angry, this guy can't die, Junior Sister Qinghe, leave him alone..."

"Yes, but..."

While the two were arguing, Ji Wenjing, who was lying on the boat, opened his eyes little by little with his long eyelashes trembling, but the two people beside him didn't notice, they were still fighting over whether to take a breath.

"Junior Sister Qinghe, men and women are different, how can you cheer this guy up?"

"But Senior Brother Ji hasn't woken up yet. I'm really worried about him. Senior Brother Sun, don't stop me. I must save Senior Brother Ji..."

After saying that, Zhao Qinghe turned his head, and Ji Wenjing quickly closed his eyes and continued to "play dead".

Just when Zhao Qinghe was about to bend down again, Sun Zuoyang quickly pulled her away: "No way, Junior Sister Qinghe, a woman's reputation is important, you, you can't..."

He gritted his teeth, cut off his wrist and said, "Let me do it!"

Zhao Qinghe was startled, Sun Zuoyang clenched his fists as if he was going all out, and said, "Just treat it like being bitten by a dog!"

He lowered his head, although he let out the harsh words, but looking at Ji Wenjing's mouth, he wanted to get closer but got goosebumps, "it's hard to say anything" at all!

Zhao Qinghe couldn't stand it anymore, stretched out his hand to pull him, and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Sun, let me do it, human life is at stake, and reputation doesn't matter..."

As she said that, she leaned down, pinched Ji Wenjing's lips, and when she was about to press them without hesitation, Sun Zuoyang suddenly yelled and stopped her in time: "Don't, don't, I'll come, I'll come!"

He wiped the water off his face, spat at Ji Wenjing, and said almost viciously: "I really owe you in my previous life!"

Concentrated, Sun Zuoyang took a deep breath, slowly lowered his head, and under Zhao Qinghe's nervous gaze, when he was about to touch Ji Wenjing's lips——

With a grunt, Ji Wenjing spat out a mouthful of water, splashing Sun Zuoyang all over his face!

"Senior Brother Ji is awake, Senior Brother Ji is awake, that's great!"

Zhao Qinghe wept with joy, his hands were trembling, and he knelt beside Ji Wenjing, holding his head in his arms.

Under the sky, Sun Zuoyang's face was covered with water, his expression was stiff, like a statue petrified in place.

The lake breeze gently brushed the ends of his clothes and hair, and no one noticed that Ji Wenjing, who was in Zhao Qinghe's arms, quietly raised his head and gave her a sad look.

On the way back, Sun Zuoyang was summoned by Yuanshou Chen, and he took the first step. Only Ji Wenjing and Zhao Qinghe were left to return to the academy.

Ji Wenjing was sullen all the time, and walked in the front. For some reason, Zhao Qinghe followed step by step, and asked timidly: "Brother Ji, you, are you still uncomfortable? Why, why are you always depressed?"

Ji Wenjing couldn't hold it back any longer, looked at Zhao Qinghe with picturesque eyes, and said angrily: "I fell into the water before, and I heard in a daze that you were vying for who should breathe for me. It's that time, you still care Men and women are in great defense, I am on the verge of life and death, and you are not willing to save me. You insist on dragging Sun Zuoyang to waste time, and finally let him come to save me... Fortunately, I woke up in time, otherwise he would have a pair of eyes. The pig's mouth is about to fall, are you disgusting me?"

This "reversing black and white" forced Zhao Qinghe to be dumbfounded, her cheeks were slightly red, and she waved her hands again and again: "No, that's not the case, Senior Brother Ji, I was only thinking of saving you at the time, and I didn't take into account the defense of men and women. Yes, Senior Brother Sun insisted on pulling me away, he was worried about my reputation, so he didn't want me..."

"If he tells you not to, you don't want it. Who is he from your family? Why do you listen to him so much? Don't you have a brain? Don't you want to go through it first?"

"I, I..." As soon as these words came out, Zhao Qinghe's face immediately flushed with shame.

Ji Wenjing also realized that what he said was too "explicit", coughed twice unnaturally, "pre-emptively" said: "In short, you just don't have the heart to save me, regardless of the friendship of the same family, thanks to my being so kind to you, I will give you a portrait , give you hairpins, promise you to swim in the lake, and accompany you to find this and that, but in the end you are heartless and don’t care about my life or death... I see it through, so let’s do it!"

After saying that, Ji Wenjing raised his legs and left, looking as if he was heartbroken by the cold and very angry, but in fact the red cloud on his face couldn't be concealed.

Zhao Qinghe panicked, and quickly chased after her. She was dumbfounded by Ji Wenjing's babbling, and felt that she was indeed wrong.
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ji, I was wrong, I will definitely... ah no no no next time, there will be no next time!"

Zhao Qinghe chased after Ji Wenjing like a little rabbit, full of guilt: "How about I, like Ah Jun, cook you a good meal? No, not just a meal, but every day. Until you are not angry, until you are satisfied, you say okay..."

There was silence between the heaven and the earth, echoing the words of the little white rabbit's sincerity and fear, but Ji Wenjing, who was walking quickly in front of him, blushed like a cloud of fire.

"What to do, I won't be angry if I really do it, I will do it to your satisfaction..."

He didn't know where his fantasies had gone, and poor Zhao Qinghe still chased him eagerly, calling pitifully: "Senior Brother Ji, wait for me, I will never do it next time..."

The wind blows over the lake, the water sparkles, the two figures move further and further away, and the weeping willows on the shore are swaying, very lingering.

The distant mountains are verdant, the sky is high and vast, and it is as gentle as a dream.

(End of this chapter)