It was windy by the river, and the two of them naturally couldn't stand like this at the ferry all the time. It was impossible for Mochizuki to return to Yunmen with Yang Qing, so Yang Qing led her to find an inn to spend the night. It was necessary to be closer to the ferry, for Mochizuki said that the old boatman should have arrived the next morning after the wind had stopped at night. She handed over the silver ticket, but she couldn't miss the opportunity.

The two entered the inn, and Yang Qing registered with the shopkeeper. His face is much kinder than Mochizuki, Mochizuki is beautiful, but he always has a kind of awe-inspiring evil spirit, and when he doesn't pretend to be stupid and innocent, he looks very "demon girl". Yang Qing is just the opposite of Mochizuki. The two of them walked outside together, and when passers-by talked to them, they often weighed one or two, and they all looked for Yang Qing and ignored Mochizuki.

Mochizuki has long been accustomed to Yang Qing's favorite aura.

He was born to be the kind of person who everyone likes to come over, but has no courage to blaspheme.

Yang Qing and the shopkeeper recorded the household registration of the guests, while Mochizuki followed behind him, chattering about his experience of looking for him all the way. Speaking of catching the boat the next morning, Jiang Yan didn't have to be in a hurry, Yang Qing had already taken the lamp and candle from the polite Xiao Er and stepped on the squeaky wooden ladder that had fallen into disrepair. Mochizuki followed behind him, the lights and shadows were building, the husband was purple-white and wide-robed, the jade crown was broad, and the back was falling and expanding, Xiao Shu was clear.

She said so many words, Yang Qing only asked her, "I'm not as important as your silver ticket?" ”

He was referring to the fact that she was leaving the next day in order to hand over the silver ticket.

Mochizuki sneered, jumped up quickly, crossed Yang Qing, opened a door, turned around, and invited Yang Qing into the guest room. She leaned against the door, looked at the young man with a playful gaze, and said in a playful tone, "How can that be the same?" You can't run, my money is gone, that's gone. ”

Yang Qing was silent for a long time, staring at her as if thinking about something, and suddenly smiled.

He laughed, and it was heartwarming.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yang Qing said slightly, "If I asked you such a thing before, you must have answered me more important," he looked at the moon and sighed in a tone of emotion, "Sure enough, I got it, so I don't know how to cherish it?" ”

Mochizuki: "......"

Yang Qing looked at her eyes, as if he was looking at a "negative man".

He glanced at her idly, held the lamp and candle, and walked in front of her. As he passed, he patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Also, you opened the wrong door...... Our house, in front of the room. The sleeves of the robe flipped and flew, and the door of the guest room that was pushed open by Mochizuki was closed again.

Mochizuki: "......"

She stayed where she was.

Yang Qing turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

Seeing the girl smiling, she waved at him and smiled sweetly, "I didn't go to the wrong room." You booked the one in front, but Yang Qing, are you so proud? How do you know I'm going to sleep with you? ”

Yang Qing: "......"

He pursed his lower lip, looked at Mochizuki with heavy eyes, and said for a while, "Don't make trouble." You don't have a given deposit. ”

Mochizuki snorted and grimaced, "That's my business." Can't I afford it? Am I not as rich as you? My net worth is enough to buy ten of you. In front of Yang Qing, she jumped into the house and closed the door, blocking the sight from inside and outside the house, "Husband, I have to go tomorrow, so I won't tell you more." Good night's sleep and see you tomorrow morning. ”

She closed the door, leaned against it, and listened to the movement in the long corridor outside.

She could almost think of Yang Qing's current face, covering her mouth, bowing her head and snickering—she still didn't believe that she couldn't cure his problem.

So high-minded, so cold, so determined.

She had traveled thousands of miles to see him. After missing an hour, Mochizuki said that it was because the boatman missed the boat, but if she was Yang Qing, she would feel that it was just an excuse, and the real reason was because she was reluctant to leave. Yang Qing is very complacent in his heart, right? His charm is so great that he can make Mochizuki so impressed.

Men, it's all like that. Even if Yang Qing has such a heart, there is a girl who is in such a hurry to please him, he doesn't say anything, he must be proud in his heart.

Yes, Mochizuki admitted that she was indeed convinced by Yang Qing.

Love him unconditionally and for no reason.

She was willing to come to see him because she dreamed of him.

But...... She didn't bow her head in front of him either.

Feelings are not a one-man show.

Mochizuki leaned against the door and counted in his heart: "One, two, three......"

She patiently counted them.

When I counted to fifty, there was still no movement outside.

Mochizuki's heart began to be bottomless: Won't it? Yang Qing is so calm?

She doubted her own charm again, but then she denied this idea and firmly thought: Yang Qing is such a gentle person, he thinks things quickly and does things slowly. He must still be grinding......

In disappointment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Mochizuki was pleasantly surprised, and asked with a pretentious face. The man outside the room smiled helplessly, "It's me." Can I come in? ”

The villain in Mochizuki's heart screamed with joy, jumping and jumping. Finally hearing the man surrender, she almost flew towards the candlestick on the table in the room. A few candles were lit, and the lights lit up the room. She sat down on the round stool at the round table with her hands on her cheeks, facing the direction of the guest room door, and coughed, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and her beautiful and proud husband entered. When he came in, he closed the door and interpolated from within.

Yang Qing looked back at the girl sitting at the table.

She stared at him with sparkling eyes, and said slowly, "Is there something wrong?" If it's all right, you can go. I'm going to wash up and sleep. ”

Yang Qingmo was silent for a long time and smiled, "...... Let's wash up first. ”

Mochizuki raised his eyebrows and thought: Wash and wash, am I afraid of you?

really called Xiao Er, paid the room accommodation fee, and asked for a bucket of hot water. Yang Qing stood on the side, and Xiao Er glanced at it several times, wondering in his heart that this pair of men and women was really inexplicable, coming together, I thought it was a room, but I didn't expect it to be separated again; Let's be separated, and the man is in the woman's room again...... The thinking of Jianghu people is probably different from that of normal people.

After washing, Mochizuki wore a middle single and sat at the head of the bed to wipe his hair. Yang Qing stepped aside and cleaned up the house. Mochizuki finally saw him sitting next to him, staring at himself, pensive. He was always slow and unhurried, and Mochizuki didn't pay attention to him. At this time, Mochizuki heard the sound of gongs outside the house, knew that it was getting late, and counted the hours, and the hand that wiped his hair paused.

I started to be a little anxious.

Let Yang Qing grind like this, does she have anything else?

Anyway, it's just a matter of time.

Mochizuki raised his head and said impatiently to Yang Qing, "Grind, grind, you can't be decisive?" Don't you just want to sleep with me, you still can't open your mouth? ”

Yang Qing, who was brewing a topic on the side and was about to chat with the girl at night: "......"

Defeated by Mochizuki's cheekiness.

He smiled and asked, "Then what can I do to sleep with you?" ”

He has always been very accustomed to looking at the moon.

Mochizuki immediately smiled, and really liked Yang Qing's docile attitude. She snapped her finger at him, "You give me something, and I'll pay for your sleep." ”

Yang Qing thought for a while, pulled out the hairpin, and sent it to Mochizuki, "This is for you." ”

"What else?"

Under the gaze of the little girl, the young man untied the jade pendant and sachet from his waist and put them in Mochizuki's hand. He kept his head down, his long eyelashes a rich shadow under the halo. Because he took off the crown and plucked the hairpin, the long hair that was damp after bathing was pasted on the face of the young man. The young man was already baby-faced, and his long black hair was sprinkled, which suddenly made him younger than his actual age.

Soft and cute.

It looks about the same size as Mochizuki.

Looking at his face, Mochizuki didn't feel melancholy: Yang Qing was twenty-five, and he looked similar to seventeen or eighteen; When she is twenty-five, he is estimated to be about the same as seventeen or eighteen...... When she is old and decrepit, Yang Qing will look even smaller than her.

It's really annoying.

How could God be so kind to Yang Qing!

He's the one ten years older than her!

Yang Qing didn't know Mochizuki's melancholy, and after his long hair hung down, he cut off a strand of his own hair and put it in a sachet. In Mochizuki's eyes, Yang Qing stuffed hairpins, jade pendants, sachets and other personal things into Mochizuki's arms, "This is for you, this is for you...... This one is for you too...... Is it enough to sleep you? ”

Mochizuki blinked.

Seeing Yang Qing smile, "That's for you, this one is for you, and I'll give it to you too." ”

"I'll give it to you too."

Looking at each other with eyes as bright as the young man's midnight, his heart was pounding, Mochizuki couldn't hold back any longer, threw the thing in his arms, flew forward, and pressed the young man under him. Yang Qing chuckled and hugged her, hugged her and lay down on the bed together.

The girl couldn't wait to rip off the clothes on the two of them, tore and bite, kissed him wet, and complained, "Why are you wearing so much at night, just washed?" ”

Yang Qing thought to himself: Because I didn't plan to sleep with you.

But he knew that the consequences of saying this would definitely make Mochizuki unhappy. Mochizuki likes him with a strong temperament, and he is her favorite because he is burning and can't help himself. But his temperament is really self-contained, and his feelings are not as strong as Mochizuki's, and he can't meet Mochizuki's requirements for his lover's fire.

In the midst of light gasping, the young man's voice was low and cold, revealing a hoarse feeling, "Wearing so much is to let you tear it." ”

In exchange for the girl's laughter.

During the night, it was windy outside. Sure enough, as the boatman said, there was a strong wind at night, and it was not easy to get out of the boat. At this time, where did Mochizuki want to get out of the ship. She was on another boat, holding her lover, up and down, swept by the stormy waves again and again, and pounced again and again.

Extinguished, killed, leaped out again, snatched.

A silent war between men and women.

The faint light of the fire, the bed tent that was put down. The tent shows the overlapping figures of the two people. Accompanied by the girl's moaning-oh sound, or the muffled snort of the youth.

The tent is embroidered with a clear lotus from the water. With the creak of the bed, the lotus began to deform. Slowly, stretch to the periphery. Like a heavy sea water, a wave of waves. The lotus flower is fragrant in the dark night, and it hangs its head shyly and hides itself in the sea.

In the midst of your struggle, you can still hear the whispered voices of the two in the tent—

Yang Qing whispered: "Ah Yue, you have really grown up." ”

Covering the girl's side, his lips kissed her curdled breasts, pinching her slender waist with one hand, loosening it with the other, and the young man's voice was hoarse. Long hair fell out, covering his reddish eyes. Mochizuki's body is small, and her breasts are small, and they are the same as sprouts. I used to hold one hand. Right now...... I can't hold it anymore.

Mochizuki was close to his body, and the water was under him. The air was hot, and she was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her skin was flushed. She adapted to Yang Qing, her body trembled slightly, and when she heard Yang Qing say such a thing, she turned her eyes, bit her lower lip, and praised him, "You are the same, you are big, and you are better to live." ”

Yang Qing: "......"

His body froze.

Mochizuki was surprised, struggling to get up, and ahhh......hh

was bitten by Yang Qing on the shoulder and pressed down again. Listen to his hateful voice, "Shut up." ”

Mochizuki: "I ......"

The man's sigh was accompanied by a helpless laugh, "If you keep talking, I may really not be able to." ”

Mochizuki pursed his lips, disgusted that he couldn't say anything, so he shut up, hugged his lover's neck, and enjoyed this joy-love.

……

A sweat and fragrance end.

Afterwards, he changed the water and washed it, lay on the bed, and Mochizuki nested in Yang Qing's arms. Covered with a brocade quilt, the quilt was loose to Mochizuki's shoulders, revealing her round and smooth shoulders and delicate and small collarbones. Yang Qing leaned on the head of the bed, holding the girl in his arms loosely with one hand, and lowered his eyes to rest. His eyelashes were long, and when his eyes were lowered, they were blue and black, as if they were closed.

Just after a big battle, Mochizuki's heart was agitated, and although he was tired, he didn't want to sleep anyway.

She whispered to Yang Qing.

She talked about what had happened to her in the past few months, and Yang Qing also mentioned some things about him on the mountain. Sure enough, as Mochizuki had expected, Yang Qing and the people of Yunmen left Mount Tai and returned to Yunmen, and after returning to Yunmen, they were thrown away by the head of the wind and confined. This time it was different from when he was locked up before, when he was locked up in his own yard. This time, he was thrown to the back mountain and closed door cliff, which is where Yao Fu was once punished. It was very windy and the terrain was harsh. For several months in a row, Yang Qing couldn't do anything else, so he could only practice martial arts. His martial arts have improved a lot because of Gangfeng's training.

Mochizuki is fighting with the Demon Gate people.

She talked to Yang Qing about her side of the matter, understated, but murderous, Yang Qing is good at thinking, from her few words, she can make up for what Mochizuki didn't say, the hardships and difficulties in it, frightened. Raising his hand and stroking Wangyue's face, Yang Qing said guiltily, "It's all my fault." ”

“…… Well? Mochizuki wondered, wondering why he said that.

Yang Qing whispered, "If it weren't for the fact that I am a disciple of the Cloud Sect, you wouldn't have to get into the troubled waters between the White Dao and the Demon Sect, and you wouldn't have been sent to do such a dangerous thing now." ”

Mochizuki's eyelashes brushed.

She turned around, sat up, turned around and knelt in front of Yang Qing, put her arms around his neck, and smiled at him, "It's okay, what does this have to do with you." Regardless of whether you are or not, we and the various sects of the Demon Sect are already in discord. Besides, I'm actually a problem for you. ”

"If it weren't for me, Cloud Gate would probably have turned against the Demon Sect a long time ago, and the two sides would have fought. You don't have to deal with your elders and persuade them of their prejudice against the Demon Sect like now, and at the same time, you have to persuade us again. If you weren't with me, you wouldn't have to be splashed with dirty water by the world. "Mochizuki was a little sad.

In the past few months, even in the southwest, she has heard a lot of accusations about Yang Qing from Bai Dao's side. Most people said that a few years ago, they felt that Yang Qing was entangled with the Demon Sect Holy Maiden, and now it has been confirmed. If such a disciple is taught, Yunmen should drive him down the mountain. If it weren't for the fact that Biluo Valley was being led by the Demon Sect, the head of the Cloud Sect among the four major sects was at the height of his prestige, and he didn't know how much dirty water was splashed on Yang Qing.

He didn't do anything, just because he was with her, his reputation was tarnished.

Everything was as Yang Qing thought about many years ago.

The two of them are together, and it's really not difficult. There are indeed a lot of accusations.

Mochizuki didn't care before, but now he is very angry, and he can't wait to kill those who slander Yang Qing. It doesn't matter what she says, she doesn't want to see Yang Qing's reputation tarnished at all. But she can't help this.

Mochizuki could only comfort himself and smiled sweetly at Yang Qing, "But what is there." You've always been my husband. Your reputation is ruined, and those girls in Baidao, no matter how much they like you, they don't dare to come to you. You're mine alone! So that's a good thing! ”

Yang Qing let out a very slow "um".

Mochizuki lowered his head and followed his gaze to see his bare skin and stiff little breasts. Because she was kneeling and talking, facing him directly, the quilt slipped off her body. Her young and slender body is unobstructed under the eyes of young people.

Mochizuki: "......"

Yang Qing looked away in embarrassment.

Mochizuki curled her lips and knelt forward one more step, completely embracing the young man. As the two bodies were close together, her knees felt the burning and stiffness of his body. Mochizuki sneered, leaned down and kissed him, and flew at him coquettishly, "Brother, you like me so much." Just looking at it, you are emotional? ”

She pressed Yang Qing under her.

Yang Qing's secret was discovered by Mochizuki, and his face turned slightly red. Ran Mochizuki bowed his head to kiss him, but he raised his hand to block it. Yang Qing said in a hoarse voice, "Don't." ”

Mochizuki snorted in his heart.

Yang Qing smiled, "I really don't want it." ”

"Why?"

"Ah Yue, the martial arts I practice are ......"

Mochizuki snorted again, "You're not a monk again." ”

“…… Do not indulge in lust. ”

"Blind your eyes! Do I have indulgence?! I haven't seen you in months, and you still say I'm indulgent? I'm dying of drought, okay?! Don't lie to me with this set of nonsense! ”

“……”

Mochizuki's gaze wandered over the young man's jade-like face, and his heart was uncertain. Her heart turned a thousand times, and all kinds of thoughts kept turning. Man, man...... Men are so weird. She couldn't fully know what Yang Qing was thinking. In her cognition, men like this kind of thing very much.

Yang Qing also likes it.

He's just more in control.

When she invited him, he didn't refuse.

Why did he refuse to do it only once now, and his body's reaction was still so strong?

Isn't it, isn't it......

Mochizuki's heart suddenly burst into flames, and his eyes sank, "Yang Qing, do you have another woman?" ”

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, and his face turned cold, "Nonsense." ”

"Then why are you so cold?" Mochizuki has two heavens of ice and fire in her heart, and the girl who falls in love, especially when the love is the strongest, just like she is now, is prone to gains and losses, and thinks wildly, "Are you, are you...... Don't like me anymore? Do you have a crush on other women? Isn't it...... Not! ”

Her lips were kissed by the young man who sat up.

Yang Qing hugged her thin waist, turned over, and pressed her under him. Facing the girl's wet eyes, Yang Qing pondered for a moment, and still told her the truth, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control ......"

Mochizuki was stunned.

Yang Qing smiled and looked at her little face gently, "Don't you think that my endurance is unparalleled, and there is no time when I can't control it?" ”

"...... yes." That's what Mochizuki thought.

He didn't want to say it, but if he didn't, Mochizuki would doubt himself. He was very embarrassed and embarrassed, but he endured it, but he still put it close to the girl's ear and whispered to her, "Ah Yue, I'm not a saint." Don't think too much of me. I also want to tear your clothes, I want to crush you down, and I want to torture you in all kinds of ways...... Men's desires, fanatical, are beyond your imagination. will scare you. ”

"......" blinked his misty eyes, Mochizuki hugged Yang Qing, "I'm not afraid." You know I like that. ”

Yang Qing couldn't, put it close to her ear, and said a few words to her in a quieter voice.

Mochizuki's eyes widened instantly, his body froze, and he looked at Yang Qing's gaze as if he was a pervert. She didn't expect him to look so cold, and she would miss her so much in her heart...... Men are like this?

She bit her lower lip and whispered with the same red face, "Then you can release it a little." I don't think you're going to do that to me...... So you still haven't said, why don't you want to do it? ”

Yang Qing took a breath and smiled slightly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow." After a pause, "Don't you still have to catch the boat?" ”

"......" Mochizuki had enough of him, screamed, reflexively got up, and pressed him on the bed, "Don't look down on people!" Who can't get out of bed is not certain! ”

Another fight.

This time, the scene was much more enthusiastic than the first time.

……

The next morning, neither of them could get out of bed.

Mochizuki misses the boat she was waiting for.

slept for another afternoon, and at night, she actually waited for Jiang Yan and went back with Jiang Yan.

If so, he is reluctantly separated from his lover.

Yang Qing and Mochizuki exchanged contact methods again, because he came out now, and if he wanted to come to her, he could still receive it. However, it can't be too often, and the cloud gate is still watching. Mochizuki agreed, went back to think about it, and decided not to write to Yang Qing for the time being. She's very busy here, and he doesn't know what's going on there. Let's talk about it after everyone is done.

Yang Qing still walked around for the relationship between Yunmen and the Demon Sect, and persuaded Bai Dao for the reconciliation between Bai Dao and the Demon Sect. However, Biluo Valley is fighting with the Demon Sect, and now is not a good opportunity to speak. No matter what the direction goes, everyone has to wait and see the future of Biluo Valley.

Yang Qing didn't say anything to outsiders, but the head and elder of the Cloud Gate, he had already told the other party about his marriage to Mochizuki.

It is made clear that Mochizuki is his wife.

The head was so angry with him that he wanted to lock up this unconscious nephew again for reflection.

It was still too pitiful for the elders to consider that Yang Qing was always locked up all year round, and they persuaded the head of the family to dissipate his anger. The elders persuaded Yang Qing bitterly, and said conclusively, "No hiring, no matchmaker, you are messing around like this, do the elders agree?" We don't admit it! You quickly forgot about it. ”

Cold violence began on both sides.

Several elders took turns to come over and look at Yang Qing, but fortunately, after Mochizuki left, he didn't communicate with Yang Qing again. Otherwise, her letter would have fallen into the hands of the elders.

If so, another two months have passed.

One day in September, Elder Shen Qingfeng Shen came to see Yang Qing. Shen Qingfeng was in a complicated mood, since he found out about Yang Qing and Mochiyue, for most of the year, he was about to be tortured by Yang Qing and went crazy. Yang Qing and Mochizuki's little thing was just from the incest of their uncle and nephew to the unmatchmaking of the righteous path and the demon witch...... Either one is infuriating!

However, the two people involved are weird, and they are the two of them from beginning to end.

Shen Qingfeng actually felt that it was Mochizuki who played with Yang Qing. From beginning to end, it was a scam that led Yang Qing into the urn.

But Yang Qing didn't believe it.

In the evening, Elder Shen and Yang Qing were sitting in the courtyard, and suddenly a disciple came to deliver a letter. At a glance, Elder Shen knew that it was Mochizuki who gave it to Yang Qing. He hesitated, thinking of the elders' advice, he still didn't give the letter directly to Yang Qing on the side, but read it himself.

Yang Qing sat next to him and poured tea, and he was not in a hurry.

Elder Shen read the letter, but his face was strange, he was furious, and he slammed the table, "This demon girl! How dare she?! ”

Yang Qing hurriedly protected the cup on the stone table and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Elder Shen looked at the little junior brother sideways, gritted his teeth for a long time, and said angrily, "That demon girl, invite you and other men to do that kind of thing with her!" Shameless! How did you fall in love with this kind of person? ”

Yang Qing: "......"

He was a little confused and didn't understand.

Seeing him so innocent, Elder Shen was even more heartbroken, and his face flashed in his mind that looked like he was smiling but not smiling, and he felt that the demon girl had played the little junior brother so far, which was really hateful. He wanted Yang Qing to come to his senses, so he was a little patient and explained to the junior brother, "You know that some people with corrupt behaviors like several people to do boudoir affairs, right? That demon girl is now inviting you to do that kind of thing with other men, plus him! ”

Yang Qing was stunned, his brain was empty, and his face turned pale.

Then it quickly felt impossible.

Yes, Mochizuki is bold and thinks wildly.

It's not like she wouldn't do it.

But she didn't dare.

She would never dare to invite him to such a thing.

She knows what is okay and what is not. In front of Yang Qing, she has always pretended to be very good. There was no reason why she would dare to come with Yang Qing like this as soon as she returned to the Demon Sect.

Then Elder Shen said so...... Elder Shen wouldn't lie to him. Thinking about it a few times in his heart, Yang Qing even wondered, could it be that Yuan Yingxing deliberately imitated Mochizuki's tone to coax him? is also a man, of course he knows Yuan Yingxing's thoughts. But, but......

Yang Qing calmed down slightly, pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to the angry Elder Shen, "Senior brother, give me the letter, let me read it." ”

Elder Shen looked at his face, and felt more and more that Yang Qing was being toyed with. A little unbearable, and a little want Yang Qing to recognize the reality. Sighing, he threw the letter in front of Yang Qing.

Yang Qing spread out the letter paper and saw not words, but paintings.

A simple painting sketched with a few brushstrokes.

Two villains, one lying on one body and kissing on the mouth. The little man lying on it, and an even smaller little man lying on his buttocks.

When I painted in a hurry, I could only see that there were three people, male and female, and I couldn't tell the difference, and my face was not drawn.

Yang Qing squeezed the hand of the letter, forcefully, trembling slightly.

Elder Shen leaned over, "You see that her painting is so filthy, it's obvious that it's ......."

"It's not." Yang Qing said.

It was rare for a polite junior brother to interrupt his words, and Shen Qingfeng was surprised.

Seeing Yang Qing slowly raise his head, his hand holding the letter paper was still trembling, his eyes were raised, and he was very sure, "She's pregnant." ”

“……！”

"Senior brother, I have a child."

“……！”

"I'm going to be a dad!"