188 Thin and light (more to come)
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Qing Yi suddenly felt that he was like a cat, and she was a mouse being played with under the cat's claws. No matter how she escaped or ran, she was just a plaything in his hands.
This realization made her both angry and unwilling.
But at this time, what's the point of having a verbal war with him?
She was concerned about the palace change under her eyes, because this palace change would determine the fate of the Shangguan family, and also determine where her mother and daughter would go.
She glared at Xiao Hua fiercely, turned back down the mountain, climbed back to her small tree house, and hugged the jar of wine again.
Qing Yi had just taken a sip of wine in her mouth when her waist tightened and Xiao Hua's cross-arms hugged her tightly. She wanted to slap him away with a palm, but was held tightly by him and could not move.
His head suddenly lowered, his lips pressed against hers, and he drank half of the strong wine in her mouth before letting her go and licking away the drops of wine on her lips.
Qing Yi looked at his bright red lips that were wet with wine, and her throat felt dry.
Then the anger that came up immediately burned her heart and lungs.
He lied to her, hid from her, and deceived her, but he still wanted to be frivolous and frivolous towards her?
Does she really think that she is still the eleven who was coerced into Pingyang Mansion by him?
One hand was still holding the wine jar, and the other hand turned around. Feng Xueliang had already wrapped it around his neck. As long as she used force on her hand, she could wring his neck.
As if he didn't know his situation, he still pressed his lips against her ear and smiled softly: "Although I like your fierceness, there is no need to accommodate me to act like this when the two of you are entangled. [ ] [ ] [] There was just a joking chuckle from him, and Qing Yi became even more angry. He didn't know where he came from.
That night, she stayed in the tree house.
Sleeping until midnight, I was suddenly choked by gunpowder smoke and coughed.
Opening his eyes, he found that he was wearing a bright red wedding dress, which was supposed to be a dignified and stable outfit. But his hair was disheveled and his face was stained with a lot of dirt and grass, and he hurried forward in a panic, falling and crawling.
She didn't care about her weird attire, she only had one belief in her heart, faster, faster, if it was too late, her husband would no longer be able to survive.
However, no matter how anxious she was, no matter how hard she hurried, when she got there, she saw his tall figure falling from the sky like a broken leaf in the smoke, and the silver armor on his body was dyed red with blood.
She screamed miserably, "No." and flew forward to catch him, but he brushed her fingertips and fell straight down.
I heard a voice above: "It should be down here. Find him. I want to see him alive, and I want to see his body when he is dead."
Qing Yi's heart and soul were shattered, and he didn't care about the person coming above him. He rolled down and chased him. He opened up the piles of corpses and finally saw the familiar handsome face.
But at this time, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was even more pale and colorless. He was no longer as warm as jade as usual, and every word he said could make her want to laugh from the bottom of her heart.
Qing Yi's fingers trembled as she touched his heart. There was still a trace of heat at that time. She let out a long sigh and burst into tears. He was still alive.
The voices of people searching above were getting closer and closer.
She didn't dare to delay, so she pulled him out of the pile of dead people and carried him on her back.
He was extremely tall, and she was originally slender. It took all her strength to half-carry and half-drag him forward.
After finally getting out of the pile of dead people piled as high as a mountain, their feet slipped and the two of them rolled down the hillside together.
Going down the mountain was much faster now, but there was a spear leaning at the foot of the hillside. He rolled down like this, and the tip of the spear just pierced his body.
Qing Yi was shocked, kicked hard on the ground with both feet, and used the strength to catch up with his rolling body, hugging him tightly. When he saw Chang Rou in front of him, he used all his strength to pull his body away.
The spear narrowly missed his body and pierced her side.
She sighed, "It's okay." Finally, she didn't hurt him again.
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain to pull out the spear tip from his waist. He was afraid that the pursuers would come after him. He ignored the bleeding wound on his waist and only licked his torn fingers. Then he pulled his tall body onto his shoulders and dragged him. Then he lay down in a cave that only she and he knew about.
He was seriously injured and started to have a fever at night. There was no medicine in the cave, so she could only fetch cold mountain spring water, take off his armor, and wipe his scarred body over and over again.
When the heat subsided, he began to feel chilly again, so she took off her wedding clothes, wrapped him tightly together with her, and used herself to warm him, flesh to flesh.
Over and over again, his heart pulse continued to get weaker and weaker, so weak that it could turn into the wind at any time.
There was no tear in her eyes, she just looked closely at his handsome face and made up her mind that as long as he went, she would follow him and never let him be alone on the road to hell.
Although he had made up his mind, he still refused to accept it and did not believe that he, who could live like a weed by burning its leaves and leaving only its roots, would die like this.
The slender fingers stained with the blood of an unknown person, stroked his strong chest and lean waist little by little, and then slowly went down to hold that part of his body.
He loved doing that with her very much. Apart from practicing martial arts and killing enemies, he was the most lively at that time, as if he would never get tired.
She felt miserable in her heart, kneading it gently and heavily with her hands, and said softly: "Husband, if you still miss me a little bit, just open your eyes and look at me."
As he finished speaking, the object in his hand suddenly moved slightly.
She was suddenly startled, turned around and saw that the thing was gradually growing in size in her palm.
His breathing suddenly stopped, and he was so excited that he almost shed tears.
Although they are already husband and wife, although he enjoys it and is extremely fierce when it comes to men and women, she is always shy and cannot completely let go.
At this moment, he ignored his shyness and leaned down to suck it, sucking and licking it. His weak breathing gradually became stronger, and the thing under him soon swelled like an arm... Thank you for your hard work during the New Year, little broth. Reward girls, if you have votes, don’t forget to vote. (You are welcome to come. Your support is my biggest motivation.) rv
