After leaving Mochizuki, Yang Qing knew that this was a vicious battle.

He lost his childhood and was taken up the mountain by the head of the Cloud Gate. When the master found him near Yangjia Village, he became a beggar and blended in with the crowd. A five-year-old child, with dark and dull eyes, looked up at the middle-aged man standing in front of him. Seeing the middle-aged man's eyes with tears, he bent down to take him into his arms, and the child's eyes were still quiet and colorless.

Later, I grew up under the care of my teachers and uncles, and I knew my life experience, and I didn't want to look at the sympathetic and pitiful eyes of others, so I learned to be strong and learned to solve it with a smile. Yang Qing doesn't like to talk to people at all, and shows his scars to others. The elders of Cloud Gate were actually very good to him, but this kind of being too good made Yang Qing feel that it was a burden. Often when he frowned, the teachers and uncles were worried about whether he missed his father and mother again.

Helpless, Yang Qing could only turn himself into what everyone hoped little by little. No hatred in the heart, positive, face life calmly, and laugh freely...... Only in this way will the teachers and uncles of Cloud Gate rest assured and relieved that they did not raise this extremely talented child.

Yang Qing was pampered and raised by the elders of Cloud Gate, and it seemed that he had lost his parents, and they wanted to compensate him for their love. He couldn't say anything, so he could only treat the elders more respectfully.

From five to fifteen, to twenty-five. Yang Qing's impression of his parents has faded so much that he can't even remember their faces; On the contrary, when he lived for the longest time, he grew up in Cloud Gate.

Yang Qing grew up to such a big age, because the elders were too careful about him, except for the enemy who went down the mountain back then, he never encountered any danger. Later, when he encountered the overwhelming pursuit of the Demon Sect Holy Maiden, and the crazy admiration that everyone in the rivers and lakes knew, the elders of Yunmen did not dare to let Yang Qing go down the mountain.

Yang Qing knew that the elders were for his own good, and his temperament was like this, so naturally everyone said whatever they wanted. Your own will is not too important.

It wasn't until the Demon Sect Holy Maiden died that the Cloud Gate elders couldn't find any other excuse, so they had to let Yang Qing go down the mountain to practice.

Putting the newly grown disciples into the hands of Yang Qing is a matter of great importance. After all, what came out with Yang Qing this time were all disciples of the new generation of Cloud Gate, and they were handed over to Yang Qing, a person with excellent martial arts, to protect them. If Cloud Gate breaks outside this time, it will not be able to recover for at least forty or fifty years. It can be seen that the elders of Cloud Gate still trust Yang Qing very much.

However, Yang Qing's experience in the rivers and lakes is really insufficient.

He repeatedly folded in Mochizuki's hands.

Mochizuki has been rolling in the Demon Sect since she was a child, and she has the status that everyone spurns on the rivers and lakes today, and she earned it herself. Her experience in the rivers and lakes is far richer than Yang Qing's. With ease, she was able to take Yang Qing into her hands, deceive him, and deceive again and again.

Sometimes when I think about it, Yang Qing also feels lucky.

Fortunately, after he went down the mountain, the biggest problem he encountered was Mochizuki. Mochizuki's martial arts are not as good as him, but walking in the world, the most powerful person is not the best in martial arts. Mochizuki really taught Yang Qing a lot of things, such as when she spoke, she would suddenly attack him; For example, his eyes lied to him without blinking, and his usual commotion could make him see the traces, but when she really lied to him, he couldn't see it at all; Another example is that she has no face and no skin, and she is not ashamed but proud......

She restrained him and taught him a lot of experience in walking the rivers and lakes.

Yang Qing is good at martial arts, but in addition, there is no chance of winning in the hands of Mochizuki.

He is really a good apprentice who draws inferences. What I learned from Mochizuki will be used on Mochizuki again. For example, the drug hidden in her sleeve is usually not used, just waiting for an unexpected critical time; For example, he will also take advantage of her not paying attention, reach out and point at her acupoint and restrain her there.

Leave her there and go to deal with the Golden Hall Master and the others by herself.

Yang Qing thought about it, the Golden Hall Master must die.

As a righteous person, he cannot shirk the power of the Demon Killing Sect; For Mochizuki, the Golden Hall Master is a traitor, and if this person stays in the Demon Sect for a day, he will threaten Mochizuki Ichi.

Sooner or later, Mochizuki will go back to the Demon Sect, but she hasn't done it yet, and she hasn't found the most suitable opportunity yet. If she has the opportunity in the future, she will definitely go back. If he can help her a little more, he can help a little more.

For one night, Yang Qing was entangled with the people and horses left by the Demon Sect in the Dense Cloud Forest.

How to break them one by one, he was already thinking about it two days before Mochizuki came. He also took into account the Golden Hall Master's mechanism and formation, and considered the beast traps in the Dense Cloud Forest, he thought about how to deal with them one by one for a long time. However, at that time, he was trapped in the dense cloud forest, and the Golden Hall Master was not in a hurry to attack, and the fight was just a plan to consume Yang Qing's combat power. Yang Qing also knew, but his state at that time, it was okay to play with a few helmsmen, and against a master like the Golden Hall Master, Yang Qing had to ensure that he was in the best condition.

Therefore, Mochizuki is both his magic obstacle and his lucky star - the maiden descends from the sky, bringing a burden of food and drink to replenish his body.

So how long will it take? Right now, it's the best time to do it.

Make a decision and force a breakthrough.

Yang Qing was alone, dealing with the Demon Sect members in the entire Dense Cloud Forest. The plan that he had only formed in his mind before, on this night, little by little, became a clear line, slowly, resolutely, and step by step towards the Golden Hall Master.

In the end, the master of the Golden Hall finally covered his face.

At the same time, several sects of the White Dao that he had asked for help before had also entered the Dense Cloud Forest. Seeing that the situation was not in his favor, the Golden Hall Master set the fire and turned around and escaped into the fire, followed by Yang Qing.

The martial arts of the Golden Hall Master are very good, and he is not Yang Qing's opponent yet. What he used to restrain Yang Qing was the various organs in his hands, which took him by surprise and attacked him unprepared, and consumed Yang Qing's mental and physical state. Yang Qing's spirit was very strong, but his physical state was finally dragged down by the Golden Hall Master.

However, he did not give up and kept following him.

When Lin Shen was ten miles deep, the Golden Hall Master was no longer powerless to dodge, and turned his head to face Yang Qing.

At that time, there was already a continuous fire behind him, dozens of exquisitely crafted machine beasts were placed under a row of trees, and the golden hall master turned his face, tall and mighty, with jet-black pigtails, dark skin, wind and frost looming in the corners of his eyes, but there was a strong anger in his eyes. On one ear, wearing a silver earring, reflecting the sea of fire and the rising sun.

Sparkling.

The Golden Hall Lord shouted angrily, "Yang Qing, why are you chasing after me? Your reinforcements have arrived, what are you still chasing after me? Why don't you go quickly? ”

The young man who came out of the fire was silent, facing him, and without saying a word, he flew into the air and slapped out with one palm.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth lit up.

Like a sword light that is cold, the harsh winter is beginning to melt, and the luster is rippling, he clapped a palm, the momentum is huge, and thousands of stars form a galaxy, blooming in front of the fire.

The Golden Hall Master didn't dare to be careless, and went all out to meet this palm, but was impacted by the true qi, spat blood, and retreated backwards. He looked at the young man opposite, and his eyes were uncertain: Yang Qing's skill is so profound?

The young man stood on the tree, his face as pale as jade, and he only looked at him with no superfluous expression. Suddenly, the sky is wide and the clouds are shadowy, and there is no dust under the feet, like a fairy in the clouds, which makes people look up and want to kneel on the ground.

This is naturally not that the Golden Hall Master suddenly discovered that Yang Qing has such a charm that makes people bow down, but that the other party's martial arts are so wonderful that he instinctively looks up.

The Golden Hall Master didn't dare to take it lightly, so he called all his mechanisms, and learned a tiger roar, wanting to attract all the help he could use to fight against Yang Qing.

"Young Master Yang, I have the help of the organs, and your martial arts are better than mine, I think we won't be able to tell the winner for a while. Why don't we talk about the conditions? I don't mean to kill you, maybe we have a chance to work together. ”

"I have no possibility of cooperating with the Golden Hall Master."

"Hehe, you can't say that. Young Master Yang, you don't want to die to save face, you see that the fire behind you is already so big. Do you have to entangle with me here, aren't you afraid that even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of the fire? ”

"That's okay, before Yang died, it was also a scourge."

The Golden Hall Master sneered, "Yang Gongzi doesn't have to talk too much. Who will fall here, it's still impossible to say! ”

How can a person who practices martial arts fall into his own momentum?

As they spoke, the two of them fought from the sky to the ground, and then to the sky, and they really used all eighteen kinds of martial arts. The Golden Hall Master also had the heart of becoming righteous if he was not benevolent, and the Trap Beast surrounded him on all sides and began to set up a formation, which was bound to seal all Yang Qing's retreats.

And Yang Qing pressed forward step by step.

His attainments in formations and mechanisms are certainly not as good as those of the Golden Hall Master, who specializes in this. However, the people who set up the formation and the people who manipulated the mechanism were all Golden Hall Masters. Even if the Golden Hall Master is a genius in the sky, when he competes with a martial arts master, he dares to use so many tricks, and he will inevitably be forced to be in a hurry. There wasn't before, because no one was as good at martial arts as Yang Qing.

At first, the Golden Hall Master was able to use mechanisms and formations to contain Yang Qing, but as Yang Qing became more and more ruthless, his time to manipulate the mechanism was almost gone. When Yang Qingsheng attacked the west, while dealing with him, he destroyed one of his organs. The golden hall master looked slightly stunned, as if he didn't react.

Yang Qing looked at the parts on the ground and sighed, "The way of martial arts, how can you not be good at it?" In the end, external forces are only auxiliary, it is better to improve the self. Golden Hall Master, you are on the wrong path. ”

The Golden Hall Master was so angry that his shoulders trembled, and he gritted his teeth and held back a sentence from between his teeth, "Young Master Yang teaches people, it's really a big breath!" The way of martial arts in the world, is it only yours who is right? All roads have different scenery. How do you know yours is the best? ”

Yang Qing thought for a moment and nodded slowly, "It's narrow-minded." Excuse me. ”

The Golden Hall Master looked at this young man rather strangely: he didn't expect that he would have to think seriously about even this kind of carrying words. This man has such a good temper, is there something wrong?

The Golden Hall Master didn't think much about it, and he couldn't let him think about it too much. Just because Yang Qing was talking to him leisurely, his body stood up, and he pointed at the sword, attacking him again. is not shocked or angry, his face is like a thin moon, and he overcomes rigidity with softness, forcing the golden hall master to have no time to think about it.

However, Yang Qing did not have the upper hand completely.

The Golden Hall Master was disturbed by him, and later, after completely abandoning the mechanism, he let go of his hands and feet, and his martial arts attainments were revealed. The style of the Demon Cult is a bit treacherous. The same is true for the master of the Golden Hall, in his martial arts, he has also mixed several boxing techniques, and the momentum is like yellow sand, rushing to the face, and it is boundless.

Yang Qing's heart froze, and he didn't feel backwards.

The Golden Hall Lord roared, and his momentum became even more powerful.

And Yang Qing on the other side seemed to be strolling leisurely, always calm.

Strong and strong meet, and the fight between the two bursts out with terrible consequences. The fire burned more intensely on all sides, centered on the two of them, but formed a circular aura, isolated from the fire. And the world they live in, swords and swords, heaven and earth are discolored. The true qi swept away, and the momentum broke through. The hot air rushed to the face, and the giant trees were uprooted, and the impact was terrifying.

The Golden Hall Master fought against Yang Qing with a solemn face, and an infinite sense of crisis emerged in his heart: he was bound to kill Yang Qing. If Yang Qing can't be bruised today, I'm afraid the Holy Sect will usher in a heavy blow in the future.

In the past, in the Holy Sect, the Holy Maiden Mochizuki often described how good-looking Yang Qing was with an infatuated look and a fluttering eyebrow. The Golden Hall Master sneered as he passed by, "Holy Maiden, can a man's face be eaten?" ”

"Yes," the holy woman Mochizuki frowned, dissatisfied with the golden hall master's contempt for his lover, and after racking her brains, she found an explanation for her sweetheart, "He not only has a good face, but also his martial arts." He is only less than twenty years old, and his martial arts are so powerful, he will definitely become a martial arts master in the future. ”

"I used to think that only Yuan Yingxing's martial arts talent was good, but now I see another one who is on par with him. I think Yang Qing will definitely beat Yuan Yingxing in the future! ”

The Holy Maiden used to say so.

The Golden Hall Master didn't take it to heart. He felt that women were prone to fainting in the face of love, and saints were naturally no exception. If Yang Qingzhen's martial arts are so good, the saint woman slanders the reputation of others every day on the rivers and lakes, not to say that she has a leg with others, and people can let her live safely until now? Don't you want to touch the Holy Sect and kill this self-righteous Holy Maiden?

Yang Qing didn't dare to come to the Holy Sect, naturally because he didn't have that kind of ability. Why don't you dare to come to the Holy Sect to confront the Holy Maiden, this person is cowardly, and he doesn't even dare to go out of the mountain gate of Yunmen.

Most of the Golden Hall Master's cognition of Yang Qing was from the mouth of the Holy Maiden. In the mouth of the saint, Yang Qing is not perfect anymore. Almost any good word that the saint can think of, she just brushes it up casually for this person.

In the Holy Sect, Yang Qing was like a joke. The Golden Hall Master felt that with the Holy Maiden's imperative heart for Yang Qing, Yang Qing would sooner or later become the forbidden heart of the Holy Maiden and come to their Holy Sect. The Golden Hall Master thought that the meeting with Yang Qing might really get the day when the other party became a saint and a forbidden woman.

Unexpectedly, the two of them had such a battle in the Miyun Forest.

The other party's martial arts are so high that they are far beyond the expectations of the Golden Hall Master. He thought with mixed feelings: The saintess Mochizuki, who is exaggerated in her actions and exaggerated in her words, is rare in her description of facing Yang Qing, without exaggeration. The other party is indeed a martial arts wizard, let Yang Qing grow up like this, the martial arts grandmaster, it is completely visible.

Bai Dao has such a good talent, in the future, maybe he will give Yang Qing the name of the martial arts alliance leader.

And what about their holy religion?

Just forced the Sect Master away.

What do they compare to this martial arts genius?

Therefore, if Yang Qing does not die today, their Holy Sect will have to die in the future!

The Golden Hall Master was ruthless and began to use the mechanism and formation again. This time, he no longer had the intention of being able to live, he was thinking of death, and he wanted to leave Yang Qing here. In order for the Holy Sect not to be restrained by this person in the future, what does it matter if he dies today?

The Golden Hall Master was so ruthless, and the same way of fighting was exhausted, and he pressed the other party with all his heart.

With the sword qi, the five trap beasts around him surrounded Yang Qing. The Golden Hall Master attacked from the side, appearing from time to time, waiting for the opponent's flaws, looking for suitable opportunities again and again, and giving the opponent a heavy blow. The momentum was like a bamboo, and he stabbed Yang Qing's clothes several times, and his blood was smeared.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, Yang Qing was getting a little anxious, and the Golden Hall Master was getting calmer and calmer in his heart of death.

Yang Qing was naturally anxious - Mochizuki was still sealed in the hollow of the tree by him.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, what if he can't rush to save her, she can't move and is burned inside?

He also thought that she might be able to break through the acupuncture point in advance.

But what if not?

It was this inner demon that sometimes seemed a little anxious under the blow of the Golden Hall Master.

The two of them made hundreds of moves, and the red lotus industry was as hot as the sea and the sky, surging in all directions, rolling towards the two of them, boundless......

When he finally paid a great price and killed the Golden Hall Master, the fire also burned Yang Qing's clothes.

He grabbed the Golden Hall Master's throat with his hand and pinched it, and at the same time, the other party's five-finger palm print was also printed on Yang Qing's chest.

Seeing the other party's fierce gaze slowly closed, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Yang Qing's lips.

He covered his mouth and coughed, taking several steps back, his chest so heavy that he almost fell. But he couldn't fall, he had to go to the hole in the tree where he had been hiding before, and see if the moon was still there.

The true qi had withered, but he still condensed it out, passing through the sea of fire, looking for people as fast as he could. The fire scorched his eyes, and he lost his spirit several times, and he relied on this breath to support him. It wasn't until he saw that the branches and leaves in front of the tree hole had been burned, and he knelt in front of the tree, with a body full of holes, and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any trace of the girl in it, that he was relieved.

Only then did he have the spirit, and walked out of the forest step by step.

He was mentally exhausted, his true qi had been exhausted, and he had no light skills to support himself to leave. You can only walk on your legs.

There was fire everywhere, there was a blazing red everywhere, the road was blocked, the trees suddenly broke off and fell from their heads, and the fire burned their clothes...... Yang Qing covered his mouth and kept coughing. For every cough, there is more blood shed.

I feel that the world is so quiet, I feel that the road ahead is long, and I feel that no matter what, I can't get out.

His brain was cloudy, and he didn't even know what he was thinking. That is, relying on spiritual support, dodging the fire, and walking out with a vague impression...... Keep walking, keep walking.

I don't know how long I've been walking, I don't know if I've fainted, but suddenly I seem to have a sense, and I look up along the sense, and he sees a girl standing on the treetops.

In the rising daylight and fire shadow, the girl was dressed in pink clothes, with black hair flying in the wind, delicate and beautiful, her eyes dripping and turning, and the corners of her lips with the usual smile.

The scorching peach, its beauty and beauty, made him amazed.

In the sting, she is a summer breeze. The sun was shining on three sides behind her, and she stood tall, illuminated like a misty white ying.

He looked up at her, looking through the blood on his forehead, through his bloodshot eyes, which were damp and scorched by the fire.

Look at her eyebrows, look at her slender waist, and look at her smile happily...... Watch her fly down from the tree and fly towards him.

This spring-like throbbing pounced on him—

If someone is in the mountains, he will be taken by Xue Lixi. is both embarrassed and smiling, Zi Muyu is good at smiling.

Yang Qing was covered in blood, and his clothes were torn many ways. He just stared ahead in a daze, he didn't know how terrible he looked.

The whole person was as cold as a blade, lifeless, but with a bloodthirsty coldness. In the past, the face was as white as jade, but now it is full of blood. His garments were swept up in blood and fire, and he looked straight at the maiden as she met his blade, and walked over with the same enthusiasm as ever, without hesitation.

Walk through the sea of fire and embrace him.

Like holding a round of sun, hug it with all your heart.

The young man's strength, supported by it, was all unloaded at once, and leaned into her soft and warm arms.

I heard her talking in her ears with a smile, and Yang Qing's ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear it clearly. I only vaguely heard her ask "Would you like to", and he replied "Yes".

In her arms, she closed her eyes with reassurance.

Rest assured, put himself in her hands-

The motivation to support him to come out is only her.

……

Sleep again in a chaotic dream.

Dreams and reality are not the same. Yang Qing couldn't remember the appearance of his parents for a long time, and he was not brought to Yunmen by his parents. But in his dream, when he was playing chess alone by the lake in the mountains, he suddenly heard a disciple come to look for him, "Elder Tsugi, your father and mother have come to look for you." ”

Yang Qing thought in surprise: My father? Didn't you die early?

But there was really a young couple, led by the head of the family, and came to him happily.

Yang Qing looked at the appearance that was somewhat similar to himself, and was even more puzzled: Is it what my father and mother look like in my imagination? Or is it my mom and dad, that's what it looks like?

In the dream, the couple who suddenly appeared were full of anger and asked him, "Qing'er, how can you marry a demon girl?!" Leave her soon! ”

Yes?

Yang Qing was confused by the dream, and he couldn't tell the difference.

Who married a demon witch?

When did he get married?

Why wasn't he impressed?

As a result, suddenly, a young woman stood next to him and grabbed his arm, startling Yang Qing.

"Ah Yue, you ...... "Why are you dressed like this?"

The young woman in the dream, Mochizuki, looked at him with a faint resentment, "Brother Qing, me and your father, do you choose them or me?" ”

Yang Qing: "......"

The father and mother in the dream were yelling, "Leave her soon!" ”

Mochizuki scolded: "I want Yang Qing to rest me, dreaming!" ”

Yang Qing sneered and laughed, in exchange for the angry eyes of the two parties.

He said, "Go on, keep ......."

What an interesting dream.

Dreams without logic.

But every day I think about it, I also think about it. Dreams can often illuminate the heart. The young man in the dream watched his parents and his wife arguing, and slowly lowered his eyes.

What is he thinking in his heart?

Yang Qing thought: Do I want to marry Ah Yue, or am I worried about the incompatible relationship between Ah Yue and Bai Dao?

……

After waking up from consciousness, Yang Qing opened his eyes and found himself lying in a room that looked like a private house. His brain didn't react for a while, he had always been like this, every time he woke up, he didn't know for a long time, it was chaotic.

In the midst of the chaos, I heard a voice outside the door.

Two female voices.

One said, "What are you looking at?" ”

The other replied, "I'm reading a book." ”

The former asked, "Are you really interested in Uncle Yang, do you specialize in medical science to help Uncle Yang recuperate?" It's really moving, let me see...... Hey? "Selected Poems"?! You, you, why are you looking at this? ”

The latter replied vigorously, "I want to improve my connotation literacy." ”

The former, "......"

Yang Qing was in a daze in his brain, and he was amused by the little girl who was talking behind him. After he laughed, he pulled his chest, a stinging pain swelled up, and after coughing twice, his consciousness returned, and he realized later: Oh, the little girl who is talking behind is Mochizuki.

His eyebrows moved slightly: I didn't even hear her voice, I didn't recognize her, and I would have been amused by her.

She's so cute.

He held his breath and listened to the voices outside.

Outside the door, Mochizuki was talking to Yun Ying.

Mochizuki carried Yang Qing back all the way, and she was used to carrying him. Thinking that he was Yang Qing's nemesis?

Yang Qing has been very unlucky since he met her, and he has been in a delicate and pitiful state.

The poison from last time was finally resolved, and now it has fallen again.

And she...... I've been jumping around all the time, and I've never been hurt at all.

She's so weak-hearted.

When he went to the town that he had said before, he recuperated from his injuries, and the senior brother of the Mingjian faction kept his promise, stayed in the town and waited for them, and helped Yang Qing hire a doctor. After seeing that Yang Qing's injury was stable, Mochizuki went around the street, and when he came back, he bought back a lot of books.

Yun Ying was curious, came over to take a look, was dumbfounded, and looked up at the moon - the children of the rivers and lakes, actually reading books like poetry and rhetoric. Miss Yang's pursuit of this realm is too high, and it is not understandable to ordinary people.

Mochizuki sighed with his cheeks on his cheeks, "Do you think I like to watch it?" I don't like to watch it either. ”

"Then why are you looking at these?"

"Miss Yun, you know I'm chasing Yang Qing, right?"

“…… Well, probably yes. ”

"Then he answered me," Mochizuki said more annoyed, "but he wants to make a heart to me...... I don't have a heart, I know. I'm a very non-connotative person, how can I have a relationship with him? He is now bewitched by my appearance, and when the friendship is deep, he will soon find out that I am a superficial straw bag. Then my image in his mind will drop lower and lower. Your uncle is so powerful, he can do anything, I have a heart-to-heart relationship with him, and the pressure is too great. In order to have in-depth communication with your uncle and have spiritual resonance, I have to strengthen the cultivation of self-connotation. ”

Yun Ying sneered, her eyes shining at Mochizuki.

Mochizuki glanced at her, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Yun Ying smiled and said, "Miss Yang, you're too worried. You are so funny, Uncle Shi must like you very much. I like you so much. You don't have to worry. ”

"It's fun, you can't eat it." Mochizuki ignored her and continued to bow his head and cultivate his connotation.

She looked at a bunch of poems and songs, and she was dizzy, thinking that she should take a break and study it again.

What is the way she rests?

Mochizuki closed the book, pushed the door open, and went to the bed to see Yang Qing - really, once she saw Yang Qing's face, she would be able to keep her mood happy.

As a result, this time, my eyes widened all at once.

Because she pulled up the hook of her teeth, and when she leaned down to look at the people, she saw the young man sitting at the head of the bed, looking at her with a smile.

Yang Qing stretched out his hand and beckoned to her, looking like a greeting.

And Mochizuki took his hand, his knees were soft and his legs were bent, and in a clever posture, he fell into the bed and into Yang Qing's arms.

The girl in her arms smiled shyly: "I'm sorry, I was too excited to see you wake up and fell down." ”

Yang Qing lowered his head and smiled: "...... Then he fell into my arms. ”

And Mochizuki was lying on the bed, no matter how much Yang Qing pushed her, she refused to go down. Yang Qing got up and looked at the situation in the house. The door was closed, the screen was closed, and no one noticed. He casually looked at the moon and lay in his arms and refused to get up.

The girl lay on her stomach in his arms, hugging his waist and being infatuated.

Yang Qing asked, "What have you been doing these days?" ”

"Dry ...... Let's talk to everyone, come and see you, and go out for a walk......"

Yang Qing chuckled, wrapped his fingers around the hair scattered between her arms, and asked, "That's all you can do?" ”

The tone was slightly mocking.

Mochizuki's eyes narrowed: What do you mean? You're going to start mocking me for my superficiality and lack of substance?

Yang Qing really wanted to say this to Mochizuki, but what he wanted to say was definitely not what Mochizuki thought. However, Mochizuki didn't give him a chance at all, she jumped up, and with a twist of her body, she crushed the injured youth under her.

The girl sat above him, lowered her head and picked his chin, and said in a particularly chic and bold manner:

"I'll you."

He lowered his head, and in the stunned amazement of the young man, ripped off his belt. Leaned over and kissed him.