The Sealer of the Sword

Reaching out and pinching the collar button of the thin white shirt on Qiong's body, Yan Ye slowly unbuttoned the white shirt buttons on Qiong's body one by one when he felt that Qiong's body trembled slightly.

Until it was finally untied, Qiong's white underwear was also revealed in front of Yan Ye's eyes.

The white underwear wrapped it was not small enough to hold in one hand.

There is also a cute bow on top of that.

Originally fair skin, I don't know whether it was because of shyness or because of the coldness after taking off the clothes, it was dyed a little red.

Every time the fingertips touched the skin of the dome, I could feel the dome vibrate a little, as if it was subconsciously suppressed, and the breathing sound that was clearly audible began to slowly rush.

Yan Ye didn't touch the underwear again, but raised his head to look at Qiong, and when Qiong was facing his eyes, he turned his head to the side with red cheeks, but there was no resistance——

Yan Ye laughed lightly, and when he completely took off the white shirt on Qiong's body, he touched the loose hot pants again.

The reason for the looseness is because the buttons and zippers were not closed, so Yan Ye only used a little force, and then it was half-faded.

It is also a white fat time, and there is also a small bow on it.

Because the gothic loli dress is an ankle-length skirt, the black silk that Qiong Na originally wore on the tui is not needed.

Of course, they all took off, but when taking off the black silk, Yan Ye always had an inexplicable urge.

But in the end, it was all done, and the emptiness of fate was not unfolded. Yan Ye even thought that he was really great.

All the clothes were changed, and then the dome was put on the clothes.

After doing all this, Yan Ye smiled and clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, let's go then."

Qiong just blushed and nodded.

Then--

In the end, Yan Ye pulled Qiong Nanzi out.

After finally walking to the entrance with Qiong, when Qiong put on the boots, it was like an existence like an incarnation of a snow elf——

When Qiong opened the door and watched the afternoon sun shine on her cheeks, she was ready to turn around and go back into the room without hesitation.

This is like the appearance of sunphobia, so that Yan Ye, who has been standing beside Qiong, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qiong's hand without hesitation.

Then without waiting for Qiong to react, Yan Ye directly pulled Qiong out of the gate.

There is no need to lock the door, after all, there is no need to worry about stealing here.

So when Yan Ye directly pulled Qiong toward the avenue, Yan Ye felt that Qiong's hand was struggling slightly——

"Ye... it hurts..."

Such a voice entered Yan Ye's ears.

Calling by name... well, I've complained about this many times, and I'm getting tired of saying it if I'm not used to it.

...for flowers...  

So when he heard the words, Yan Ye slightly loosened the hand that was holding Qiong, but he did not let go, but continued to hold it like that.

Qiong has not struggled again so far, Yan Ye turned her head to look at Qiong behind her, and found that although she had a pained expression on her face, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she turned her head with a displeased expression. , but Yan Ye understood that this girl was just shy.

Seeing this, Yan Ye smiled like that, and didn't say much, just smiled like that: "Ah, sorry, if it wasn't like this, Qiong, you probably would have gone back directly, so, do you want to let go?"

While saying this, Yan Ye slowly let go.

Yan Ye kept looking at Qiong like that, until the last two people's hands that were originally held together were about to be released——

Yan Ye felt that Qiong took the initiative and held his hand instead.

Seeing this can not help but smile.

Yan Ye was intentional.

Although this girl is indeed very self-willed, she is actually more active than herself in these matters, such as now.

He didn't let go of it, instead he held his hand tightly.

Qiong turned his head to look at him like that, and the two of them didn't speak to each other. In the end, Qiong tilted his head again and looked into the distance, as if acquiescing to the current situation.

So after holding hands as a matter of course, Yan Ye took Qiong towards the shrine on the mountain.

Although Qiong should be more familiar with this place than he is, but after all, he pulled Qiong out by himself, and if Qiong led the way, it would be unreasonable.

So Yan Ye wisely called up the small map, planned a route and started the navigation mode, and with his own memory of this place, he started to head towards the shrine.

Ah, although Yan Ye knew that the shrine belonged to the goddess Muying, but when he mentioned the shrine, Yan Ye couldn't help but think of Hakurei Reimu.

Ah... Gensokyo ah...

1184 Don't Contaminate

The path from the front of the house has been walking along the edge of the field, and Qiong, who is holding hands with Yan Ye, follows him quietly.

She looks like a headstrong young lady at home, but she becomes an introverted child when she goes out.

It was precisely because he knew Qiong's character that Yan Ye didn't say much, nor did he joke about it.

The quiet atmosphere that belonged to Xiangjian made the sound of insects in the fields clearer and clearer, and Qiong also trotted a few steps quickly, and almost all of them finally got close to Yan Ye's back.

When Yan Ye felt it, she turned her head to look at Qiong behind her, and found that she was looking around nervously, as if she was afraid that Tanaka would suddenly pop out a few small bugs.