When he came to his senses, he was washed by the sea and crashed into the stone wall, and his head was violently scratched before he could react.

Mao Qing let out a muffled snort and struggled to stand up, only to find that his feet couldn't reach the bottom at all, and he stumbled and drank a few mouthfuls of salty seawater, and then he surfaced.

Looking around, he found himself trapped in a waterhole, the water in the waterhole seeping in and out through a crack in the stone wall, although it was connected to the sea outside, the waves were much smaller.

I don't know how many years have passed on this stone wall, the shells and seaweed are covered in paste, and the occasional exposed stone surface is also full of holes. Mao Qing looked around but didn't find Ayin's shadow, and was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly stabilized his mind and forced himself to calm down.

He looked up and saw that his fingers were still smooth and not wrinkled from the soaking. So, they should be in the water soon. At that time, he fell off the cliff, and he came down with Ayin in his arms, if he was here, then Ayin would definitely not be too far away.

He groaned for a moment, moved his hands and feet, and slowly swam to the shore in the direction of the flow of the pool. The rocks on the shore were slippery and cold, and it took a lot of effort for the water to climb out.

didn't have time to catch his breath, and Haoqing immediately shouted Ayin around Shitan. The echo of emptiness sounded behind him, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that there was a cave not far from the stone pool, but the mountain stone at the entrance of the cave was corroded by seawater and became the same color as the surrounding stones. Mao Qing was looking for Ayin, but he didn't notice it.

Hao Qing tentatively called into the mouth of the cave, and there was an echo that fluttered back and forth. There was no other sound.

Haoqing was anxious in his heart, and hurriedly walked out along the stone pool. At the edge of the pool, there is a rock much thicker than the surrounding area, blocking the raging sea water from the outside, leaving only a small trickle of water in the cracks of the rocks.

Having been eroded by the waters of the East China Sea for thousands of years, this stone wall must not have been made of ordinary mountain stones. Mao Qing flew to the top of the stone wall, looking at the boundless sea, and his heart was stunned.

It turned out that this cave was built between the cliffs of Qingqiu, and the water of the East China Sea at this moment just reached the entrance of the cave. Presumably he fell into the East China Sea and was swept into the waterhole behind the stone wall by the huge waves, so where is Ayin? It was also driven into the stone wall. It was still carried away by the turbulent waters.

A pure heart should be as turbulent as the sea. But surprisingly, that heart was as calm as stagnant water. For the first time, Mao Qing found that he didn't know what to do, and he didn't even escape.

His heart. A sense of powerlessness quickly annihilated him. Sixteen years. He wanted to keep Ayin. Running around looking for elixirs. Although I will be tired and injured, I have never been so lost.

Mao Qing almost subconsciously touched his chest. If at this moment, his heart is no longer beating, he can still perfunctory himself, telling himself that his storage zài is like a small ring with a short knife to kill the enemy, just a puppet controlled by the Qingyu Order. However, the warmth of the chest and the beating of the heart shattered this self-deception.

What else could he do if Ayin was gone.

The long eyelashes slowly covered the eyes, and a line of what was called tears rolled down the white jade-like cheeks, and before they could fall into the water, they were blown away by the raging sea breeze.

"Qingqing~"

A trembling voice sounded softly, as if from hell, as if from heaven.

Mao Qing's body stiffened suddenly, but the whole person didn't even dare to move.

"Qingqing~It's so cold~"

After a long time, the murmuring sound sounded again, but it was even more powerful than the last time.

Without hesitation, he quickly turned around and ran towards the dark cave. In the cave, the stone surface is slippery, which should be soaked in seawater all year round.

Miqing staggered to a halt, her eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness inside the cave. He held his breath, relying on his sense of smell, looking for the familiar smell in the fishy breath. Finally, behind a raised stone, I saw Ayin curled up in a ball.

"Ayin~" Mao Qing held the person in his arms, and the cold touch could not warm the empty heart. So Mao Qing almost used all his strength to hold Ayin to death.

And Ayin, who was tortured by the cold, followed the source of warmth and desperately stuck into Mao Qing's arms. For a while, the two couldn't wait to fuse their blood and bones into one. Even if he still didn't feel enough, Mao Qing's hand almost instinctively tore open the soaked robe on Ayin's body. The tender skin, the girl's fragrant fragrance is desperately drilling into the clear nose.

Ayin muttered, her lips trembling and she wanted to say something. The next moment, she was choked fiercely, with a strange heat, with an extremely crazy rage, taking away all the breath in her mouth!

Ah Yin only felt that his body, which was still extremely cold just now, suddenly bloomed like a spring flower. There was a warm current from the dantian that slid all over her body, which made her groan comfortably. His arms involuntarily climbed to his neck, deepening the kiss and deepening it.

The exposed skin no longer felt the cold, but felt that the clothes used for warmth had become a burden. In the dark, the two followed their instincts, desperately tearing each other's clothes, trying to meet each other with their purest selves.

The lake-blue kaftan was thrown to the ground, and the white undershirt was torn apart. Mao Qing turned over and pressed Ayin down, his lips grazing the other party's neck, collarbone, and chest.

Slender fingers slid down the curve.

Ayin, tormented by strange feelings, woke up quietly, and what she thought was a dream shattered into foam under the real feeling on her body.

What's going on?

Ah Yin opened her eyes and endured the other party's crazy aggression helplessly, she smelled the unique cold breath on Mao Qing's body, she felt the surging tide of the other party, she just hesitated for a moment, and immediately tightened the arm around Mao Qing's neck a little.

She vaguely knew what was going to happen next, and she also had the timidity and panic of a girl's nature. However, if the other party is Mao Qing, who she has dreamed of for many years, then even if she is bitten to pieces by him, she is willing.

Although Mao Qing can't really feel it, at this time, a permission, a connivance, and a peace of mind are the most fatal temptations.

Mao Qing ripped off the last piece of clothing on Ah Yin's body, Ah Yin finally couldn't help but exclaim, bit his lip again, and raised his little chin impatiently in the sudden kiss of the other party, ready to meet a more crazy feeling.

Kissing and stroking can no longer fill the desire in his heart, Mao Qing slowly propped up his body and rubbed the belt around his waist in the dark. The slender fingers nimbly picked apart, and the lake-blue band slid through an arc in the darkness and landed on Ayin's gently raised neck.

The underwear is completely open!

In the line of sight, the white and flawless smooth body is accompanied by a lake-blue belt. What a familiar scene, it seems that in memory, there was also such a woman, tilting her head and looking at herself innocently.

Hao Qing called softly, "Zhirao~" (To be continued.) )