"We ...... The speed is not compatible. ”

When Mochizuki said these words with hesitant decision, Yang Qing's expression was briefly blank, and he could barely understand what she was saying. He repeated, "What? ”

Mochizuki blinked, not having the courage to say it a second time.

Yang Qing asked again, "What are you referring to?" ”

Mochizuki: "...... in all aspects. ”

Yang Qing looked at her coldly and took a step forward.

The night outside the window was dark, the house was lit, and he took a step forward in the candlelight, this step made his face shine in the firelight, and that obscure expression became a little terrifying. His eyes were heavy, his lips were pursed, and his face was tense. His restrained and unbearable expression is something that Mochizuki has never seen for a beautiful man who has always been idle and elegant.

She saw his eyelids twitch.

Mochizuki stepped back, and the person was completely against the bedside shelf, supporting him. She didn't know why Yang Qing didn't lose her temper very badly, but she was a little afraid of him now. She shouted, "I said it beforehand, you can't hit me!" ”

“……”

"You're a big man, you can't make a move on a delicate little girl!" Mochizuki's tense posture showed that she was ready to flee at any time.

Yang Qing gritted his teeth and stared at her. He tilted his head abruptly and whispered a word.

Mochizuki was shocked: "...... What did you say?! ”

She wondered if something was wrong with her ears!

Because she actually heard Yang Qing whisper, "." ”

…… He said "", right?

He's talking foul words, isn't he?!

Yang Qing said foul words, which were even more terrifying than what she said.

…… What kind of Cheng did she make Yang Qing angry?

Mochizuki was still in shock, seeing that Yang Qing had already turned his head, he glanced at her coldly, took a deep breath, and the sleeves of his robe hanging on both sides of his body moved. Mochizuki was frightened back to his senses all of a sudden, but when he saw him looking at her faintly, he turned around and strode open the door, closed the door and left.

Mochizuki sat paralyzed on the bed: "......"

Yang Qing is gone, right?

Thanks to him for keeping his senses, he went out after saying dirty words.

He was like that just now, and Mochizuki really regretted that he provoked him. His expression at that time was clearly suppressed to the extreme, ready to beat her at any time.

Thank you for going out......

Squeak.

Before Mochizuki could finish his words of thanks, the door opened again, and the young man came in, reflexively bolting the door from the inside. Turn around, stand up straight, and look at her.

Mochizuki's half-loose breath was stuck in his chest, not up or down, I don't know what to do. She covered her pounding little heart, and bravely raised her eyes to see Yang Qing's expression. But seeing his expression, he did not ease up at all because he went out to blow the wind.

This time, Yang Qingzhen came to her.

Mochizuki: "What are you doing?" You, you, don't come here......"

He took a few steps to the side of the bed and reached out to grab her arm. Mochizuki went to hide, and his waist was grabbed by him and dragged to his body. His strength was great, Mochizuki was dragged and hit him, feeling the pain of being hit by the bones, feeling the burning of his body.

The girl crossed her arm again, and he came over again, pushing her hand away lightly. The two exchanged hands a few times, and the young man directly cut off her two hands.

Mochizuki was pushed down on the bed from behind, and the young man's body was pressed up from behind. The girl was weighed down by the weight of the youth, and was hit by the wooden bed again, and her tears almost fell out.

"Yang Qing, you dare to do this to me!" She roared.

Bounched down, pinching him in the mouth, he raised his knee and kicked back. He also flicked the little finger of his right hand in front of her abdomen, and the girl's knee was bent, and she bent her leg and lost her strength.

It was only at this time that Mochizuki knew how tolerant Yang Qing usually was with her.

He took her down effortlessly. With her fingers moving casually, she is not an opponent. Mochizuki always relies on his indomitable spirit of daring to die, and feels that such a brave and fearless spirit, although his martial arts are a little worse, his momentum is overwhelming, and he can also fight against martial arts masters.

But now Mochizuki knows that no matter how powerful her spirit is, it is not enough to look at it in front of someone whose martial arts are far superior to her. He could easily dissolve her momentum and make her smug again.

However, Yang Qing had never treated her like this.

When the two were not familiar with each other, Yang Qing would not be heavy on the girl's family, but let her; After the two became acquainted, Yang Qing let it go again and again. Mochizuki bullied him many times, and he seemed to be quite unhappy at the time, but for Yang Qing, being unhappy did not mean being angry. He was just upset, he wasn't angry, so he let her go anyway.

Let's let it go, let it go and let it go on and on.

He retreated, and retreated, and retreated.

Until now, Yang Qing can't retreat.

Mochizuki was pressed on the bed by Yang Qing, and he tried to find an opportunity several times, but he resolved it several times. She didn't change her position as she was pressed, and she made herself sweat profusely. Between the frictions, the man's hot breath sprayed on her ears, and the changes in her body also made the girl feel clearly, Mochizuki was a little scared, "Brother Qing, don't bully me......"

"I've never bullied you." Yang Qing said lightly.

With his free hand, he squeezed between the girl's body and the mattress, pinching her chin accurately. He pinched her chin and forced her to turn her sweaty little face and look at herself. Mochizuki was pinched by her chin and looked up, and saw the cold eyes of the young man above her head.

…… His body reacted so strongly that her waist hurt when he poked her. His eyes were so indifferent, and he looked so desireless.

How angry this is.

Yang Qing looked into her eyes and whispered, "Mochizuki, I was wrong. ”

"......" Mochizuki was about to cry: he didn't even call "Ah Yue" anymore.

"Do you know that all the way back, every day when you ride a horse, your horse, I will check in advance to make sure that there will be no problems, and then let it to you?"

“…… I do not know. ”

"I remember your birthday, it's wrong, I remember it clearly. Have you ever asked me about my birthday? Have you ever thought about asking me? ”

“……”

"When eating, remember to pick what you like for me to eat, remember to coax me to like what you like. But can you tell me what I like and don't like? But I know exactly what you're like. ”

“…… You're going to give me time, I'm working on it. ”

He turned a deaf ear and continued to say coolly, "Back to Cloud Gate, except for me taking the initiative to tell you that I want to marry you, which was regarded as a joke by you, have you taken the initiative to ask me how I plan to settle you and what I plan to do?" You've never asked, and you never cared what I was going to say to the boss, you didn't care about that. ”

“…… Because I believe in you. ”

"I want to sleep with you, but you don't want to, keep talking about him. I asked you, and you didn't say it clearly, and you kept hanging me. Hang me, what do you think of me? Think you can pinch me at will? Because I have a good temper and don't say anything against it? ”

"Not so! I want to go along with you! ”

The corners of Yang Qing's lips curled.

A person with a gentle temper suddenly became angry because he had endured her for a long time and couldn't bear it.

For the first time, seeing his dimples, Mochizuki didn't feel tempted at all. She was only panicking, the difference in thinking, so wrong so much originally? In Yang Qing's eyes, did she go too far in so many places? But he didn't say it at all. Whatever she does, he smiles slightly, looking like he lets her do whatever she wants. Turns out he actually minds?

"I don't mind," Yang Qing seemed to be able to see through what she was thinking, "I said that I am a very good person, as long as you don't overdo it, I can bear it." You're improving a little bit, I can see that. I'm also willing to give you time and give you the time to grind slowly. But I found that I didn't grasp it well, and I couldn't control you. I couldn't have been wrong, I shouldn't have given you in. ”

"I always want you to be in sync with me, even if I wait for you. However, you are too egoistic, too self-willed, I think it will be difficult for me to change your nature, and I don't want to wait. It's really not interesting to wait. ”

He looked into her eyes and said, "I want to have a spiritual resonance with you, I want to exchange ideas with you, I want to go to a deeper place." But you're too superficial, and you won't be able to do it until now. I think it's time for me to give up. ”

"Don't!" Mochizuki exclaimed in horror, his eyes already moistened, "Brother Qing, don't be disappointed in me...... I've improved a lot, but I was wrong this time. Don't magnify all my shortcomings because I made one mistake. Don't be disappointed in me, don't give up on me, don't wait for me! ”

She was terrified.

The mind is a mess.

How afraid Yang Qing would not say anything, and how afraid he would continue to say it.

She stared at his lips, which moved up and down, talking, "I'm not too disappointed, and you don't have to magnify my feelings and make yourself panic." I'm just tired of the way it used to be...... Don't you just want to be superficial, don't you just want to communicate simply, don't you think differently from me? I always follow you, then I will follow you again. ”

"I'll make you think about it, you can't figure it out. I told you to listen to me, and you didn't listen. Since it's so superficial, since it's so capricious, since it's just like this, then I don't care. That's how we communicated. ”

“……！” What is this kind of communication?

Mochizuki was about to ask a question, but his head lowered and he leaned over the girl's lips.

Mochizuki's heart skipped a heavy beat.

His kiss was passionate and hot, and the tip of his tongue stirred in her mouth, making her face red.

But there is not much warmth.

Mochizuki still remembers that in the dense cloud forest at that time, Yang Qing placed her in the hollow of the tree, talked to her, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

It's the same passionate kiss, which is very different from that time.

The skills are more proficient, but the strength is very heavy.

His tongue touched her throat, rude and wanton, rubbing against the base of her tongue. Mochizuki was kissed very hard by him, and turned his head to hide, but Yang Qing chased urgently, and the silver saliva slid down the lips of the two, pulling out a slender line.

Mochizuki's heart was pounding.

His hand squeezed into her waist, untied her belt, and his hand went up to her chest.

Skillful.

**It hurt a little to be pinched, and it made her body weak.

“……！” Mochizuki couldn't say a word, his eyes moist. He groped her delicate skin with his calloused hands, and his strength was sometimes heavy, and Mochizuki went to hide, but he was pressed under him, and he couldn't dodge.

Mochizuki was scared at first, thinking that he would hurt himself like this, and his strength was too heavy, making her very painful and uncomfortable. She is not a consistently obedient person, she can hide when she can, and fight when she can. The two of them tossed and turned on the bed, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, Mochizuki couldn't avoid Yang Qing at all.

He grabbed her calves in a tough position, dragged her back into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her neck, all the way down.

Rubbing at the top, rubbing at the bottom.

The complete fire, the momentum of the prairie fire, burned red light and dense fog on all sides, and the smoke choked the nose.

The clothes of both men and women were gone, and they were covered in sweat. Mochizuki couldn't resist, and looked up at the man on his body.

A tight waist, a flat abdomen, and broad shoulders are close to her. His nude muscles, like fine ornate brocade, were draped over a perfectly shaped skeleton, glowing jade in the firelight. Every time she moved, her muscles were also rising and falling, and sweat fell on the girl's cheeks and on Mochizuki's heart.

A moment, a moment...... In the shaking, his beauty is seductive.

Mochizuki just likes him, and he likes everything.

Mochizuki's eyes were bloodshot and he hugged his shoulders tightly.

The upper bite of his collarbone, the face against his rolling Adam's apple, the girl felt that her body was like a night ant devouring her heart, painful and itchy. And the itch overshadowed the pain, polished over and over again in the bones and blood. Let her wrap around him like a vine, wanting to be close to him and never be separated.

You tap ...... Yang Qing! ”

He was silent and didn't lift his head.

Mochizuki had difficulty breathing, and his lower abdomen contracted suddenly, only to see the young man's eyes change color, and he raised his eyes to look at her.

Mochizuki was still wrapped around him, his chin was on his collarbone, his little face was sweaty, and he was blooming like a peach blossom, and he said softly, "Brother, can you talk to me?" ”

Yang Qing glanced at her, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. However, without waiting for Mochizuki to be proud, he looked away and said in a dumb voice, "There's nothing to say." ”

“…… You make me hurt so much, let's communicate, don't you be shy, okay? ”

"I'm not shy," Mr. Yang said, "but I don't want to communicate either." ”

"Let's be superficial," he said. ”

Have one's shoulder to the collar.

Mochizuki whined and cried: "......"

Her tears fell, and she didn't know if it was itchy or uncomfortable or painful: what should she do?!

……

This joy and love are like a storm. It's like being in the sea at night, with dark clouds rolling and a small boat moving slowly. Suddenly, a storm came, and the ship was broken. The waves destroyed the drifting boat again and again, and the waves came one after another, raging and unrestrained.

Lightning-like light, dark clouds getting lower and lower, thundering thunder, blue-black waves, the boat desperately carried in the roaring sea. However, the pressure was squeezed layer by layer, and the boat was toppled layer by layer. Finally, the ships could not bear it, and began to dissolve the brackets, and the wood slackened......

When the wind had subsided and the clouds had dispersed, only a few pieces of wood had left on the sea, and the shadow of the boat was no longer visible.

……

Mochizuki's long hair was sweaty against his cheeks, and he lay on the bed panting. Exhausted, as if crushed on the body. For a whole hour, more tired than she had ever been fighting. He was drenched in joy, but he was also tired and couldn't move at all. The picturesque young man lay beside her, his hands around her waist, still in his last position.

The heat in the body makes people a little uncomfortable.

But forget it.

Let's talk about it tomorrow, I don't have the strength at all now.

Mochizuki closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep.

Suddenly, the young man turned her body around and pressed her back onto hers, her breasts covered by his hands, and the familiar slight tingling sensation came.

As soon as his eyes darkened, Mochizuki opened his eyes sharply and glared at the young man leaning over.

"Yang Qing, you...... Not! ”

The man gagged her with his mouth.

Pick and twist slowly, lingering lips and tongue, a long kiss that is very hot.

Up and down.

Mochizuki pushed his chest with his hand, trying to push him away from his body. And she had almost no strength, and he didn't move.

Mochizuki screamed, her lips were gagged, and she could only hear the ambiguous sound of kissing in the room, and she couldn't hear what she wanted to say.

Yang Qing lowered her eyes, beautiful and beautiful, but she didn't give her a chance at all.

Mochizuki pressed his hand against the bed, and was dizzy, and the softness that had just faded enveloped her again.

She was so angry that her eyes were red, but it didn't work.

The girl was pressed by the youth to do whatever she wanted, and her hands were pounded twice on the bed board, venting her grief and indignation.

Ignored.

……

By the end, the skeleton was completely scattered.

Tired.

Particularly tired.

Very, I can't say a word of tiredness.

Mochizuki closed his eyes in a daze, listening to the rapid panting in his ears. His voice was hot, burning the girl's eardrums and making people's hearts itch. As soon as he gasped, Mochizuki's heart went numb, but he couldn't lift his fingers. The young man changed his position, held her in his arms, and went deeper again.

Mochizuki: "......"

Whatever.

Love how it is.

She didn't care, she had already seen it.

She just wants to sleep, let her sleep well. What Yang Qing wanted to do, Mochizuki didn't resist at all, and he didn't cooperate.

Then her middle was pinched hard.

Mochizuki was directly awakened, and his spirit was forced to look at the young man below him excitedly.

Mochizuki: "......"

Yang Qing smiled slightly, dragged her soft body down, and put her in the posture he wanted in his arms.

Mochizuki whimpered: "...... Why are you trying to wake me up? I'm not resisting, what else are you going to do? ”

He laughed, "I'm alone, how boring." ”

Kiss her neck and whisper, "Come again." ”

……

"Again."

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Mochizuki's expression was sluggish, and he was in pain.

She was so afraid of Yang Qing.

He's such a terrible person.

Mochizuki felt that once she slept with him, she might want to leave home.

She was wrong, how could she think that Yang Qing couldn't do it? She underestimated Yang Qing too much. He told her with practical actions how scary the man's temper was.

Mochizuki didn't want to do it with him before, thinking that he couldn't do it; I don't want to do it with him now, because he's too good.

But she couldn't resist.

His technique was not good at first, and he was young, which made her uncomfortable. However, Yang Qing is really a person with too good understanding, and the discomfort at the beginning of the month has completely disappeared, every time he hooks her, her legs are weak, and she is rubbed by him vaguely.

Turn the dragon upside down in bed.

The girl's two lotus arms messed with Huidong and fell into the steady arms of the young man.

Mochizuki secretly hated that she was not good at controlling her strength, and if he did it, she couldn't stand it. obviously couldn't bear it mentally and physically, but he was so pressed that he mixed with him every time.

Caresses, deep kisses, gasps, rhythms, sweats......

What is time?

Mochizuki felt that five hundred years had passed outside.

How many times in total?

Mochizuki felt that he couldn't forget it anymore.

She's just been squeezed dry.

Whether she is crying, begging, or coquettish, Yang Qing should not be her. He did it so hard, holding her, in all positions, in all kinds of places. There were traces everywhere in the room, from the bed, to the windowsill, to the table. dragged Mochizuki and came back to life.

……

The sky went from dark to light and then from light to black.

There was a strong smell in the house, and during the period, only the guy was asked to leave the food at the door, and Yang Qing put on his coat to take it. After feeding the sleepy maiden a little food, the young man overwhelmed her again.

"Again."

The young man held her on the bed, grabbed the girl's legs with his hands, and said calmly.

Mochizuki could hear the weakness of his voice.

She really cried, "Are you sick?" Are you going to die in bed? ”

Yang Qing said in a weak voice, "Yes." ”

“…… I was wrong, I admit it, I don't do it anymore. You'll let me go, and you'll let yourself go, right? ”

"Why do you say that? Don't you like this way of communicating? We've had enough at a time, don't you like it? ”

"I don't like it!"

Yang Qing smiled lightly, "If you don't like it, it's up to you." ”

He clasped her again and kissed her intimately.

Familiar body odor, familiar caresse......

Blazing, affectionate.

With the choking sound of a young girl.

……

In the end, Yang Qing had no energy, and like a corpse, he collapsed on the bed with Mochizuki, and Mochizuki was finally able to sleep with his eyes closed.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping, but I'm tired anyway, and it's been hard to wake up, let alone how long I've been in the accident.

Probably a long, long time later, Mochizuki suddenly heard a knock on the door outside. The knocking on the door kept coming, causing her to open her eyes.

The girl opened her eyes, waved her hand a few times, and tore open the bed sheet. The thick curtains were drawn in the room, and the girl opened the bed tent, not knowing what the night was outside.

All she saw was a mess in a room, and a lot of clothes were thrown on the floor.

It seems that after a good night's sleep, I finally have some energy.

Mochizuki would think of the bastard between her and Yang Qing before she fell asleep, and suddenly she turned her head to see the young man who was still sleeping next to her.

He leaned over the inside of the bed, his blue and black hair reaching his shoulders, covering most of his face, revealing a face that was still the delicate baby face.

With his eyes closed, his eyelashes are thick and long.

The thin quilt covered his body from his back, and there were many red marks on his shoulders, bite marks, scratches, and kiss marks, which looked shocking.

Mochizuki carefully lifted his quilt, glanced at his body, and put him back on him.

Her face was red and her heart was beating fast.

…… Why did he know that Yang Qing had bullied her so badly before, but now that he thinks about it, it is all pictures that make people unable to control their fever?

Mochizuki moved on his own, and it was painful and soft underneath. I rubbed on the bed, and I saw that there were still dried blood stains somewhere. Sitting on the bed for a long time, Mochizuki didn't figure out where the blood stains were.

She smiled slightly: she hated Yang Qing's slow swallowing temperament. He was suddenly so intense, and she liked it.

Just next time, next time, don't be so unrestrained.

The knocking on the door continued, and a male voice began to say urgently, "Miss Yang, Miss Yang, are you here?!" Xiao Er said you haven't come out, can I come in? ”

Unknown man's voice.

Mochizuki wondered.

She saw Yang Qing's long eyelashes jump.

Her heart also jumped: Yang Qing is waking up?

The moment he thought like this, Yang Qing opened his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "Who's outside?" ”

He put his hand on his hand and was about to get up.

Mochizuki hurriedly reassured him to lie down, "Look for me, don't make a sound, continue to sleep." ”

Yang Qing just woke up, and he was usually very well-behaved and smooth. It's a trance, and he will do whatever you coax him to do. Mochizuki looked at the posture of his elbow propping up the bed just now, and he was probably going to get out of bed and open the door. I don't know if he saw himself next to him, he didn't even have any clothes on, so he was going to go down to the ground and open the door......

Yang Qing was really well-behaved when he just woke up.

Mochizuki stroked his hand on his back, and he was pressed back and closed his eyes.

At the same time, Mochizuki answered the knock on the door outside in a raised voice, "I'm here." What's wrong? ”

The male voice outside breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss Yang, aren't you an introductory disciple who signed up for Cloud Gate?" Today at the foot of Yunmen Mountain, the registered disciples want to compete in martial arts, and they want to see if they are suitable for entry. I came to you three days ago and sent me a letter to inform you, but you probably didn't see it. Anyway, it's time for you to come in the afternoon, and I've been entrusted by the elders to inform the girl. ”

The disciples of Cloud Gate are really good people. Mochizuki never bothered about anything other than to sign up for a name. The disciples of the Cloud Gate also came to inform her of the martial arts competition in person, and she herself was slept with by the elders of their Cloud Gate, and she forgot about it.

Mochizuki responded with a smile, "Okay, I see, I'll be over in a while." ”

The outsider sent a message, and said that he had left the letter with the shopkeeper downstairs, and then took his leave and left.

Mochizuki is really embarrassed to ask people, and it's been a few days outside.

She began to jump out of bed, pick up clothes on the floor, and began to put them on. The root of the leg grinds very painfully, and it is a little difficult to stand, and every step I take, my back is sore and my legs are weak. Mochizuki gritted his teeth, held on to the bed, and put his clothes back one by one, and also picked up Yang Qing's robe and put it in the corner of the bed.

Mochizuki saw that Yang Qing was still lying on his stomach and sleeping.

She leaned down, brushed the loose strands of hair on the young man's cheek, and kissed his eyes.

Yang Qing's head turned to the inside of the bed, avoiding her.

Mochizuki sat on the bed, lay on top of him, combed his hair with his hand, and asked, "Did you hear the sound of the disciple outside just now?" ”

Yang Qing closed his eyes.

Mochizuki didn't know if he woke up or not.

She pursed her lips and asked hesitantly, "Do you want me to go?" ”

His eyes were still closed.

Mochizuki said, "I'll leave without talking?" ”

He said, "Let's go." ”

Mochizuki surprise: Ignore her!

Is this a dissipation?

Mochizuki smiled and said, "Then do you want to bless me?" If I look good, I will be able to enter the cloud gate. After a pause, he hesitated, "Aren't you the Cloud Gate Elder?" Introductory disciple competition, you don't want to go? No one notified you? Why don't you come with me? ”

She nudged him, "Don't sleep." ”

Yang Qing's voice was clear, with a little dumbness, "I don't wish you, you can go quickly." I'll sleep a little longer, and you leave me alone. ”

He looked very tired, his eyes never opened, and Mochizuki also expected that he would not be able to talk to him normally. She could only go and freshen up by herself, prepare to go out, and leave Yang Qing to sleep alone in the house.

I tried to walk around the house and gradually got used to the current state. Mochizuki is not too worried that he will not meet the requirements for entry, after all, the test is muscles and bones, and the foundation of martial arts is secondary. At this point, she felt that she still shouldn't miss this way into Cloud Gate.

After all, Yang Qing didn't object to the end.

However, his attitude, Mochizuki is very confused now.

She was afraid of Yang Qing, she didn't know what his temperament was, and she didn't forgive herself. The two also need to talk peacefully and stop arguing.

Mochizuki is full of confidence and has the courage to reflect on his mistakes. I feel that as long as Yang Qing says that they can change it if they run in. Between them, there is a lack of communication, and it will be better to communicate more in the future.

Mochizuki thought of a package by herself, but she didn't know if Yang Qing was willing to cooperate with her, and what he thought.

In fact, Yang Qing really didn't think the same as she thought - he insisted on being superficial, or just superficial to the end. Don't communicate with everyone, he doesn't bother to communicate with her.

Yang Qing didn't want to say anything more, and he didn't want to reflect on anything anymore. What he said was true-

"I'll make you think about it, you can't figure it out. I told you to listen to me, and you didn't listen. Since it's so superficial, since it's so capricious, since it's just like this, then I don't care. That's how we communicated. ”