Mochizuki is really not an easy girl.

Particularly elusive.

In front of the public, in the sound of silk and bamboo wind music, she dared to get under the table, lay between Yang Qing's legs, and teased him where he shouldn't have touched.

What's even more ridiculous is that when she deliberately touched it, Yang Qing really froze her back, her blood surged, and the part she held trembled and reacted.

Yang Qing's fingers holding the jade cup stiffened, and he lowered his head and looked at the bright-eyed girl who had forcibly squeezed between his legs. Suppressing the blood in his heart, Yang Qing slowly put down the cup, his face was light and light, one elbow was still on the table, and the other hand had reached underneath, grabbed Mochizuki's hand, and whispered, "Don't mess around." Come out. ”

Grabbing her wrist, he was about to drag her out from under the table. His strength is very coincidental, and Mochizuki is not his opponent, but Mochizuki concentrates all his strength on a certain point. Yang Qing's body trembled slightly from being excited, and that place was completely in her hands, restraining him and making him restrain his hands.

The indifferent expression on Yang Qing's face was slightly cracked.

Especially when she smiled at him, buried her head, leaned over, and kissed her lightly through her clothes. This kiss, Mochizuki saw that place in person, and under the stimulation, it was even more ...... She smiled smugly and looked up at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing's fingers holding her wrist trembled slightly, Ruyu's face was a little red, and she pursed her lower lip.

Mochizuki grinned, "Don't blush...... Don't blush! Husband, so many people are watching, you are blushing, aren't others curious to come and see? ”

“……”

"Don't have red ears...... Husband, when your ears are red, it is very obvious, you know? ”

“…… You come out for me! ”

"Not really!"

Not only that, but it has intensified.

buried his head in it and made a gesture with Yang Qing's hand. The young man's hands were sweaty, and he had many scruples, but Mochizuki didn't care, and when he fought him, he went to untie his belt. Yang Qing grabbed her hand and refused to let go, and when the two of them were focused, Mochizuki lowered his head and kissed his fingers one by one.

Kiss delicately and tightly, and suck your fingers in your mouth.

Raise the phoenix eyes, look at him with a provocative look.

Seeing Yang Qing covering his face with his hands, his shoulders trembled slightly, he could barely support his upper body strength, and lay on the table. He was obviously emotional, but he couldn't show it because of the occasion, his face couldn't be red, and his ears couldn't be red, and the wisps of lust swept towards him from the bottom upstream, making his moist and starry-like eyes slightly red. The red swept towards him like a storm......

The power of a single person, at such a time, seems so helpless.

He sweated, gritted his teeth, and Mochizuki patiently licked his fingers little by little, over and over again.

Kitten-like scratching through boots.

The numbness and crispiness of the bones shall be soft......

Yang Qing's fingers trembled, his strength was slightly loosened, and he was attacked by Mochizuki, who had been waiting for a long time, and untied his belt......

Yang Qing was helpless, his hands covered his face, and his wide sleeves blocked his expression. From the angle of looking up at Mochizuki, you can see his long eyebrows lowered, moist eyes, and biting lip. Many times, Yang Qing has the means to deal with Mochizuki. But many times, Yang Qing can't do anything about Mochiyue.

Now, he has no choice.

He could only sigh, his whole body stiffened, and whispered to her, "Hurry up." ”

Mochizuki lay his hands on his knees, knowing that her husband had succumbed to her. Proud, he stumbled and untied his belt. Yang Qing also urged her over and over again, urging Mochizuki to almost want to laugh, "What's the hurry?" Is it up to me to decide? The decision is obviously in your hands, husband. ”

If it was possible, Yang Qingzhen wanted to beat her up. His wife, who has always been without beating for three days, went to the house to uncover the tiles. Every time he gets used to her to a certain extent, he has to cold her. Otherwise, just like now, Mochizuki can bully him to death!

Yang Qing still said, "You hurry up...... Not! ”

He closed his eyes and endured something.

The hustle and bustle of desire is ignited below. The imminent trigger made it difficult for him to restrain himself, propping his hands on the table, grabbing something at will, to suppress his feelings.

Mochizuki said vaguely, "Don't hum, you're heard......"

His head was bent up by his hand and flicked, "Hurry up!" ”

Mochizuki: "......"

Dare to beat her at this time, Yang Qing really has courage!

She lay between his legs and looked up at his moist eyes. The eyelashes were long and thick, and he said that he should not be emotional, but under his eyes, they still flew red. The landscape is bright and beautiful, and there are more colors and lusters. People who have always been cold and cold, the moment when the abstinence is broken is the most beautiful.

Mochizuki was stunned by the beauty shown by her husband.

She really, indeed, indeed, hadn't seen Yang Qing's side for a long time.

Since she was physically inconvenient, the two shared a bed, and Yang Qing has always taken care of her. Later, the child was born, and after he took care of Xiao Awan, he returned to bed and took care of her again. Yang Qing is a very light person like water, he talks and laughs with her, if he guides her, he is often clean and clean, without a little lust. He likes to be clear and transparent, and likes to mess with her all kinds of things, but he is not so fond of desire.

Mochizuki often suspects that this is because Yang Qing practiced martial arts. The martial arts he practiced were like that, with a pure heart and few desires, and the water was not prosperous. It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't, and for Yang Qing, it's nothing. As he got older, this became more and more apparent.

Mochizuki sometimes thinks that she doesn't need to eat other women's vinegar. If there is no her, the most likely trajectory of Yang Qing's life is to be unmarried and lonely. His aesthetics are thin and his feelings are light, and it was her forced intervention that opened a new door for him.

She should be very complacent.

For example, she can appreciate the side of Yang Qing who is trapped by desire.

Mochizuki was looking up his head, admiring her husband's emotional beauty, when she suddenly heard a voice above her head, "Uncle Shi......"

As soon as she heard the voice, a large white patch came towards her. Before he could react, he was buried by snow-white sleeves. was completely buried under the table, Yang Qing covered her head with his hands, and his wide sleeves blocked her tightly. And Yang Qing looked up and saw a disciple standing respectfully on the side.

The tug-of-war with Mochizuki made him not notice that someone was by his side early.

"Uncle Shi" almost frightened his soul.

This disciple looked at Senior Uncle Yang's raised face, and felt that his face was a little weird, but under Senior Uncle's gaze, he didn't look good, and only said respectfully, "Senior Uncle, someone from the Jincheng Sect is here, and an elder asks about you." The disciple should bring him over......"

Yang Qing said, "I'll go over later." ”

“…… Oh. "The first time I talked to Uncle Shi, I was interrupted by Uncle Shi, and I felt a little weird. What's even more strange is that I feel that Uncle Shi's voice is ...... Some of them are taw, dumb, and not as warm as the usual spring water.

He glanced at it, and Uncle Yang was sitting straight, supporting the table with one hand and the other on his lap. Next to it was originally the seat of the uncle and aunt, but now it is empty. I wondered in my heart, this uncle and aunt, as the leader of the Demon Sect, had been sitting in this corner with my uncle since she entered the main hall. Uncle Shi also went out to greet guests, and his wife never changed places from beginning to end. Several elders also specifically explained that they asked the disciples to watch her, so that she would not run around and avoid conflicts with others. Who knew that in the midst of the chaos, in the blink of an eye, Mochizuki would be gone?

The disciple's eyes widened, and he heard Yang Qing's voice slightly heavy, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Uncle and Aunt Shi......"

"She's out to change her clothes."

Yang Qing looked at this disciple: Why don't you leave?

Under the gaze of Uncle Shi, this disciple walked away with a doubt. As soon as he left, Yang Qing couldn't hold it anymore, and his hands covered his face.

She rubbed, touched, rubbed and kissed under the table...... It was tightly wrapped into a large net that covered him. From beginning to end, he was flustered in his heart, sweating, and he couldn't shake it off if he wanted to, and he couldn't get rid of it.

That feeling, little by little, pulled the string and rushed him up.

As soon as the robe on his knees was lifted, a charming little face came out of it, and Jiaojiao called him, "Uncle Shi~~"

"Uncle Shi!" Another disciple came, and the voice of "Uncle Shi" completely overlapped with the voice of "Uncle Shi" shouted by Mochizuki.

Yang Qing's body trembled, and Mochizuki looked at him dumbfounded, he didn't expect him to be so unprovoked and react so much......

Yang Qing used his sleeve to press Mochizuki down again.

With a bitter smile in his heart, he coped with another disciple's inquiry.

He really can't be called "Uncle Shi" by Mochizuki.

When she first called him "Uncle Shi", he felt awkward. Psychological pressure is high, and there is always a sense of incest, and I can't continue with Mochizuki. He can't listen to Mochizuki call him "Uncle Shi", there are too many people who call him "Uncle Shi" all over the mountains and fields, all over the rivers and lakes. Every time Mochizuki screams, he has the illusion of being sneaky and incestuous with his own teachers and nephews.

No matter how much affection you have, you can freeze in an instant.

Later, Mochizuki had enough of playing and stopped calling him that.

As a result, now, she shouted, and the two "Uncle Shi" called out by different people overlapped, and Yang Qing's body trembled and leaked.

Sweat sticks to the back, greasy and clicky.

After it was easy to deal with this group of disciples, Yang Qing refused to come with Mochizuki Hu again. Let her say whatever she wants, and he doesn't agree either. In desperation, he had to hurriedly fasten his belt, Yang Qing reached out and pulled his red-faced wife up from under the table. His wife sat next to him, grabbed his arm, and laughed, "I can't afford to play." At such a point, you can't stand it? Yang Qing, how can you live with me like this? ”

Mochizuki poked the back of his hand, "Aren't you pretending to be a saint very well?" Why couldn't you just put it up? As soon as I call you 'Uncle Shi', you can't do it...... What a disappointment. ”

Yang Qing propped his chin on his elbows, turned his face to look at her, and seemed to smile, "If I let you take off your clothes and stand naked - naked - naked, standing in front of your Demon Sect members, you don't feel it, can you stand calmly?" ”

Mochizuki was straightforward and looked at him, "What's there that can't stand?" My husband dares me to show me naked to other men, so what am I afraid of? ”

Yang Qing: "......"

Mochizuki saw that he was angry with her, turned his face away and ignored her nonsense, and he was about to laugh crazy in his heart. She hadn't teased Yang Qing for a long time, because Yang Qing's attention was all on Yang Yun. He circled around Yang Wan all day long, and he didn't care much about her...... In her own unique way, Mochizuki made her husband pay all his attention to her.

If you don't believe it, if you ask Yang Qing where Ah Wan is, he will definitely be stunned for a moment.

But if you ask Mochizuki, Yang Qing must be holding back.

It doesn't matter. Yang Qing likes her daughter as much as she likes, and Mochizuki is not afraid that her daughter will take away Yang Qing's love for her. She is so cute, how could Yang Qing forget her?

Mochizuki pounced and grabbed him by the arm. Yang Qing moved to the side, and she followed. Smiled and asked him, "Do you really dare to let me take off my clothes?" If you don't mind, I'll take it off. I'm telling you, I really don't care. My beautiful carcass is not impossible to ......"

"You dare!" Yang Qing stood up.

Shake her off and walk out.

Mochizuki was shaken off by his strength, and he held the desk with both hands to stabilize his figure. The young man who looked like a blue and white jade went around the desk and went out. She was shocked that she had provoked Yang Qing too much, and she didn't feel a little weak. Hearing the giggles, I looked over and saw my daughter being held in the arms of the wind boss and smiling sweetly. Looking at his daughter's big black grape-like eyes, Mochizuki bit his fingers and thought melancholy: Am I going too far and off my brother Qing?

Thinking so, Yang Qing turned around, paused in his footsteps, and walked towards her.

Mochizuki blinked.

Seeing that across the desk, Yang Qing arrived at the back of the case, bent down, and the table supported his body leaning forward, and he looked at her. Yang Qing's eyes were gloomy, and he said to her, "You want to sleep with me so much? ”

“…… How can it be said so ugly? I sleep with you, and you sleep with you, in fact, there is not much difference. ”

Yang Qing curled his lips and smiled lightly, expelling Mochizuki's nervousness - oh oh oh, Yang Qing was not angry.

It's really good-tempered, she messed with him like this, he was only annoyed for a while, and he recovered quickly.

Yang Qing smiled and said, "Then tonight, see the real chapter in bed." ”

“…… Aren't you going to coax your daughter to play? Under his smile, Mochizuki's momentum was a little suppressed, "I heard your conversation with the head of the wind before." ”

"It's not my daughter, it's our daughter," Yang Qing patiently corrected Mochizuki's statement, she herself was still like a child, a new mother, and the beginning of a new study. Mochizuki lacks a lot of feelings for the world, and needs Yang Qing to lead her away little by little. Fortunately, he has the best patience and holds her down. "After I finished coaxing Ah Wan, I sent Ah Wan to Senior Sister Lin. She had already wanted to put Ah Wan to sleep at night...... I'll go look for you when I get back, okay? ”

"Okay!"

"Get your ropes, balls, red silk and the like, ready."

“…… What are you doing? ”

Under Mochizuki's stiff expression, Yang Qing smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and scraped her nose. The dimples on the side of his cheeks dazzled Mochizuki's head, and then he stood up straight and left, leaving a few words fluttering, "Guess." ”

After a feast, Mochizuki fell into sweet troubles.

……

There were 300 rounds of real battle that night.

Yang Qing and Mochizuki challenge all kinds of limits.

Tossed until almost dawn, when Mochizuki was about to be squeezed dry by Yang Qing, he cried and didn't know how many times he shouted "don't", and finally didn't want it.

After hurriedly cleaning up, the two of them buried themselves in the bed, and they were extremely tired and fell asleep quickly.

In a groggy sleep, Mochizuki heard the rustling of rain.

When I opened my eyes, the cyan gauze was hanging down, and the light outside the bed was a little brighter, and I could smell the earthy aroma outside.

The bedding on the bed was messy, and the air was filled with the smell of rain and the smell of musk left in the house. Mochizuki slept with Yang Qing neck crossed, his long hair scattered on her face, no wonder it was a little itchy.

Mochizuki pushed away his hand on his waist and leaned over to open the tent to see what time it was.

Half-asleep, perhaps the things that are used to holding are picked up, which makes people very dissatisfied. Mochizuki leaned out, and was pulled back by the young man who was asleep with her behind her. Putting her in his arms again, the young man raised his eyelids and looked at her, his voice hoarse, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay," Mochizuki was full of joy when he saw him, although his back and legs hurt, "you continue to sleep." ”

She likes to see Yang Qing when she wakes up in a daze, sees that she is not around, and forcibly drags her back into her arms. When he was awake, he never forced her to be around. She lay on top of him, and sometimes he would say "hot" to keep her away. But when I fell asleep, my hair was wrapped around my hair, and my waist was close to my waist, and I wrapped it so tightly.

In the dim light, Mochizuki no longer felt sleepy.

Quietly, he changed his posture and held Yang Qing in his arms.

Face pillow hands, the distance between breaths, she stared at Yang Qing.

Outside the window, the rain was murmuring, and the man she loved was asleep in the house.

Her man was in her arms, his face against her heaving chest, his arms around her back, his black hair scattered on her hands. He closed his eyes and slept in front of her, white jade flawless, blue and inky eyebrows, white silk-like face, bright and sparse.

He opened his eyes and looked up at her.

He looked at his smiling wife.

Mochizuki said, "Brother Qing, you laugh at one." ”

The young man in his arms smiled.

Mochizuki reached out and poked his dimple into his dimple, satisfied, and muttered, "You're so cute." ”

Yang Qing said, "You are cuter." ”

Chang Mochizuki held his face and kissed it.

Rolled over and pressed him between the futons.

……

"Do it?"

"No...... I have kidney deficiency. ”

"What's holding me down?"

"You're full of dirty thoughts, men, thieves, women, prostitutes! Don't you just talk to me about love and love? ”

A laugh.

……

It's still raining outside.

In the house, the girl put her arms around her husband and told him, "Brother, I like rainy days. I never told you, you don't know, do you? ”

"I know."

"......," the girl paused for a moment, and then said, "Then I never told you about my childhood, do you want to listen?" ”

"Yes."

Then the girl kissed him with joy.

……

"Yang Qing, I love you."

"I love you too."

"Then kiss one!"

"Okay."

She loved him so much. Every time love came like a tidal wave, she was so pleased with him.

Love is love.