Chapter 70: Shhhh
In Zheng Chengsheng's big tent, Lan Xue and the two drank a lot and talked a lot, of course, most of them were about fighting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Late at night, Lan Xue walked out of the big tent and left the barracks, but saw a figure standing far away in the dark, and when she walked into Lan Xue, she saw that this person was actually Murong Qing.
"What are you doing here? It won't be waiting for me! Lan Xue blushed and said with a mouth full of wine.
"You still allow you to drink here?" Murong Qing couldn't help frowning slightly when she looked at Lan Xue's wine-filled appearance.
"If there is a war, you are not allowed to drink alcohol, isn't it nothing, just drink a few glasses." Lan Xue said with a smile.
"How many glasses are you?" Murong Qing shook his head helplessly, then helped her and said, "Let's go!" I'll help you back. ā
"No, I don't need you to help me, I'm fine! Just drank a few glasses of wine and I'm fine. Lan Xue's red face was full of smiles, and her arms shook hard, which looked very drunk.
"How do you call it okay? It's all drunk and talking nonsense. Murong Qing's brows furrowed even tighter, and he helped her all the way back.
This woman is really dishonest, she is crazy and crazy along the way, I don't know how many times she was slapped by her, Murong Qing was extremely depressed, and she really wanted to pick her up and kiss her hard, so that she could make trouble again.
finally returned to her big tent, but this woman was dishonest again, rubbing on him vigorously, humming and chirping while rubbing, Murong Qing was uncomfortable for a while, so she pulled her away and said, "What are you doing?" What a system to grind into! ā
"I... I want to pee! Lan Xue looked at Murong Qing with hazy eyes, and her voice floated lightly, as if it was swinging in the clouds a few times.
"Pee..."Murong Qing's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "How are you... Why..."I had the heart to reprimand her for being too vulgar, but I was a little distressed when I saw her blushing and twisting her body so uncomfortable, so I gritted my teeth, picked her up, and then walked around the big tent and walked towards the back.
There is no such thing as a thatched house here, so the people here are settled behind their own accounts.
No, he came to a simple thatched hut made of a few pieces of wood behind the tent, looked at the person who was still writhing in his arms, and then looked at the thatched house, and then he also blushed, gritted his teeth, and walked in with her.
Although this thatched house is really simple, it is also spacious, Murong Qing put Lan Xue down, and then hugged her and said, "The thatched house is here, you can solve it quickly!" ā
Hearing Murong Qing's words, I didn't know if Lan Xue understood or not, but I saw that she was still twisting her body and humming: "I... I want to pee. ā
"I know, you... You pee! Murong Qing said with a blushing face.
"I'm going to... I want to pee! Lan Xue put her head against Murong Qing's neck, and grabbed her body with both hands, but there was no progress at all, Murong Qing was also anxious, just that! That's it!
Suddenly, he was heartbroken, first glanced at Lan Xue's clothes, and then closed his eyes and untied her clothes...
"You... Hurry up..."
This posture is very strange, just like an adult holding a child and making them boo, and at this moment, Murong Qing is also hugging Lan Xue and letting her solve her own problems.
When he landed, the sound of the water made Murong Qing's face red and hot, and he was about to lose his breath, and the next moment, an indescribable feeling came to his heart, hot, so hot! It's hot and unbearable!
"It's so cool!" Lan Xue muttered again, the tip of her delicate nose rubbed against Murong Qing's neck, it was so cute, and it felt so uncomfortable. Naturally, Murong Qing was the only one who was uncomfortable.
It took a lot of effort to put her clothes on with her eyes closed, but fortunately she was wearing a man's clothes, and if it was a woman's, even if it was really hard for him to die.
Of course, in this process, it is inevitable that there will be skin kisses, which will make Murong Qing really uncomfortable.
After solving the 'important matter' for her in this way, Murong Qing picked her up again and returned to her big tent.
At this moment, the two little girls had already fallen asleep, carefully placed Lan Xue on the blanket, and covered her with the quilt, and then looked at her face.
This face, which has become red and fluttering because of the wine, is extraordinarily lovely, like a burnt red flesh, red and fragrant, which makes his heart ripple.
Looking at it, Murong Qing slowly leaned down like a ghost, their faces getting closer and closer, and finally.
His innocence touched her lips.
It was soft and sweet, but it was only at that moment that Murong Qing felt wrong, and just wanted to look up, but saw a slap slap towards him.
Syllable!
With a very loud slap, Murong Qing sat on the ground, touched his somewhat hot face, and looked at Lan Xue who was waving wildly, and couldn't help but smile and lick his lips, the feeling lingered in his heart and couldn't be dissipated.
stood up, dusted off her body, and carefully re-covered the quilt for her, and then left with a smile.
As Murong Qing left the big tent, Lan Xue, who had closed her eyes tightly, opened her eyes suddenly, shame and indignation appeared in her eyes, her hands were clasped, and her face was already red and could not be red.
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Before dawn, Murong Qing, who was still immersed in a sweet dream, suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and then suddenly woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and saw Lan Xue staring at him with an angry face.
"It's... I'm up late again? Murong Qing asked cautiously.
"No, I just wanted to add some spice to you all of a sudden."
"Add some ingredients? What the... What do you mean? Murong Qing grabbed the quilt and looked at Lan Xue with a vigilant expression.
Lan Xue smiled coldly and said, "Get up and train with me!" ā
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(PS: Something happened during the day, it's late, sorry.) ļ¼