Yang Dingtian took a look, the straw mat was quite clean, and said to Song Yuqiong: "Sister Song, I'm tired for a day, why don't you rest early, you sleep here, I'll sleep on that end, and draw a 38 line in the middle." ”

Song Yuqiong laughed: "You are an American devil." ”

Yang Dingtian squinted at her: "Is there such a beautiful female volunteer soldier as you?"

"Of course. Song Yuqiong nodded as a matter of course: "The one who sings a big river is a very beautiful female soldier." ”

"That's an actor, okay?"

"Maybe real people are prettier. ”

There is really this possibility, Yang Dingtian was powerless to refute, so he had to nod: "Okay, I'll be an American devil for a while." ”

Then he was proud: "Now many people want to be American devils but can't get it." ”

"Be careful. Song Yuqiong smiled: "If you dare to cross the 38th parallel, our great volunteer army will never be polite." ”

"Don't dare. Yang Dingtian made a gesture of surrender, and then made a sneaky posture of shrinking his head and shrinking his head: "Is it okay to sneak up?"

"Secretly, you can't do it. Song Yuqiong made a gun movement in her hand: "Smack." ”

"Ahh Yang Dingtian cooperated and lay down, and Song Yuqiong giggled with laughter.

She and Jing Yueshuang's salutes were all left in the hotel, and she only brought a small backpack with her, so naturally it was impossible to change her pajamas.

After a while, she said, "I don't know if the frost has arrived in Garcia's tribe, so there shouldn't be anything." ”

Along the way, her relationship with Jing Yueshuang progressed rapidly, and they called each other nicknames, she called Jing Yueshuang Shuangshuang, and Jing Yueshuang called her Sister Yu.

"With Garcia here, it should be fine. "Yang Dingtian can't guarantee it, but even if there are no rebels chasing him, of course it should be fine.

"Hmm" Song Yuqiong answered, stopped talking, and after a while, she said: "Xiaoyang, I can't sleep, or, can you help me massage?"

Yang Dingtian's heart jumped when he heard this, and he responded: "Okay." ”

He got up and walked over, Song Yuqiong turned over and lay down, and said, "You can use a little more force, it was so comfortable last time." ”

"Package you are satisfied. ”

Yang Dingtian knelt down, first hung his palm to give Song Yuqiong anger, and then pinched Song Yuqiong's waist with both hands, and pinched the acupuncture point with his thumb.

"Yikes. Song Yuqiong's head immediately raised and let out a slightly painful scream.

Yang Dingtian likes to listen to her scream, likes to look at her slightly painful appearance, and really added two points of force to his hand, and Song Yuqiong's cry spread far away.

The waist was loosened, and Yang Dingtian said, "Sister Song, you turn around." ”

Song Yuqiong turned around as she said, Yang Dingtian was about to pinch her feet, Song Yuqiong suddenly said, "Xiaoyang, can you help me massage my shoulders first." ”

"Yes. Yang Dingtian turned around and said, "Otherwise, you still lie on your stomach, so it's easier to loosen your shoulders." ”

"Isn't it okay to lie down like this?" Song Yuqiong didn't move, looking at Yang Dingtian with blazing eyes.

Her eyes made Yang Dingtian stunned for a moment, and said, "It's okay." ”

Kneeling closer, reaching out and pinching Song Yuqiong's shoulder, Song Yuqiong's eyes kept looking at him, as soon as he used his hand, Song Yuqiong screamed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Dingtian's hand.

"What's wrong, Sister Song?"

Yang Dingtian looked at Song Yuqiong, her eyes made his heart pound.

"Xiaoyang, do you think I'm pretty?"

"Beautiful. Yang Dingtian nodded.

Song Yuqiong didn't speak, just looked at him hotly.

If Yang Dingtian didn't understand at this time, he would be a fool, he just hesitated before, because he was a little hard to believe that a woman like Song Yuqiong would like him, at this moment, he didn't hesitate, and as soon as he leaned over, he kissed Song Yuqiong's red lips.

The fire in the fire pit was not extinguished, and in the shaking firelight, the clothes fell like flowers.

Xiaolou is a little old, and if the movement is a little bigger, it will rattle, mixed with Song Yuqiong's dreamlike voice, in this semi-primitive wilderness, it is heard far away---。

Yang Dingtian let out a long breath, got up, touched a cigarette, went to the window, lit it, and took a deep breath.

The moon had risen by this time, and the silver-white light sprinkled on the earth, covering the wild field with a silvery white veil, which was very beautiful.

Yang Dingtian leaned against the window and turned around.

Song Yuqiong had already fallen asleep from exhaustion, in a side-lying position, with a wonderful curve formed between her waist and hips, and there was a mysterious beauty in the semi-dim light of the room.

Her hair was messed up, because of sweating, there was a short strand of hair on her forehead, but this mess made her more feminine, because this mess was made by Yang Dingtian.

There is a very comfortable feeling in the chest of Yang Dingtian, just like pouring a cold beer on a hot day.

Seriously, he never thought that he could get a woman like Song Yuqiong, it can be said that Song Yuqiong is the best woman he has seen in his life so far, and he feels the most pressure, her shrewdness, her power, her official authority, and her beauty, all of which add up, has always given Yang Dingtian a huge sense of pressure.

Although he secretly played with Song Yuqiong's feet, if it wasn't for Song Yuqiong taking the initiative, he really wouldn't dare to get on her body, and he didn't even think about it, he YY over Jing Yueshuang, but really didn't YY over Song Yuqiong, because Song Yuqiong's official authority was far heavier than Jing Yueshuang.

However, at this moment, after Meimei played with her, his heart was so comfortable.

It's like climbing a mountain, the higher the mountain, the more accomplished you will feel after climbing it.

It's the same with women, the more beautiful and excellent a woman is, the more pleasure she will be if she conquers her.

Yes, in Song Yuqiong, Yang Dingtian experienced a pleasure far beyond Qianqian and Bai Shuixian, and he didn't think it through himself, but he felt particularly happy.

At this time, a gust of wind came, Yang Dingtian felt a chill slightly, Song Yuqiong's body seemed to shrink, Yang Dingtian walked over, took a little quilt, put it on Song Yuqiong's waist, and wiped a strand of hair on Song Yuqiong's forehead to the back of his head.

The hand slid down with her face and reached her mouth, although in her sleep, Song Yuqiong's mouth was slightly open, slightly holding Yang Dingtian's fingers.

Yang Dingtian remembered the situation when Song Yuqiong knelt in front of him before, and smiled proudly.

The more proud I am, the less I want to sleep.

There was too much sweat on his body, so he simply took his clothes and took a bath in the river, but remembered Jing Yueshuang.

"The official authority of the officials of the enterprise is still not as important as the official authority of the government department. ”

Comparing the two, he shook his head secretly, although Jing Yueshuang was in the right place, but when it came to authority, it was much worse than Song Yuqiong.

There are many mosquitoes by the river, there are also many bats, the bats in this place are very large, compared to the ones seen in Yangdingtian's hometown, they are at least twice as big, almost a bird, Yangdingtian is boring, control a bat, and see the vast wasteland through the bat's eyes.