There is no doubt that during the night they stayed, the two of them rolled together again, and it was only the third watch that the drum was stopped and the troops were withdrawn.

He Dangli was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids, but he still stubbornly pillowed the man's powerful shoulders and said in a daze; "Will the master think that I am shameless, or even willing to degenerate more than my daughter's branch?" The slightly swollen red lips were half-bitten, waiting for the man's answer in panic.

"Why do you say that?" The man behind the nightmare even had a gentle look in his voice.

"Because not only did I shamelessly seduce the master in front of me, but I also fooled around in the barracks with a group of men all day long, which in the eyes of others would be dragged to the pig cage." He Dangli said that the voice became smaller, as thin as a mosquito sound.

"The poor monk is just a feeling, not the fault of the child, and the poor monk is very good in the eyes of such a child. Why care about the eyes of worldly people, the most important thing is to be worthy of heaven and earth. ”

"Worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of heart."

Even in reluctance, parting always comes quietly.

As soon as the morning dawned, He Dangli, who had only slept for an hour or two, got up lightly, kissed the person next to the pillow again, and then lifted the curtain and left.

This battle with the Xiongnu was very difficult and time-consuming.

Three months passed, and when the spring came, the Huns, who had been defeated and could not be defeated, would once again hide back in the vast grassland. Raising sheep and grazing, when the autumn came, the troops were raised, and the soldiers of Zhengyang Country were given a rest.

And He Dangli Since Qinghe left, she found that her body couldn't help but be scorched by the dark fire from the inside out every seven days, and her eyes were blurred. His cheeks were flushed, and at first he thought it was because his body was just a little sensitive.

However, if the last time it is not relieved, after the next seven days, the situation will be repeated again.

Even though she had tried hard to ignore the gushing desires/desires in her body, they didn't intend to let her go so easily that even her sleep would clench her legs and rub against them. Fortunately, she now lives in a one-person tent, and even if there is something unusual, outsiders can't see it.

If she didn't know what was going on, she would have grown an ornament the size of her neck.

Qinghe !!

It seems that as long as she thinks about the condition of her body, there are also all the things that happened after her contact with Sei in the past, and everything seems to have a source of explanation.

But it was precisely because of this that she refused to believe it, and even became even more angry.

What is also at the moment is whether the symptoms on her body can be completely eradicated is the key, so she does not want to be in the dangerous military camp with such a body/lewd/body.

He Dangli thought about that face, cold with a detached voice, his dark pupils gradually became a little blurred, and his white porcelain cheeks were red at the moment.

The hand muttered the word "Qinghe" and slowly moved down to the place where the water was abundant. There is no need to open and close, it is moistened with water.

When it came to the second day of rest, the genius was slightly bright, and He Dangli left the barracks alone and walked to the small bamboo house in his memory.

The spring flowers are blooming, everything is recovering, and the small bamboo house is still the same as before, not much has changed, but the bamboo fence is crawling with pale yellow spring flowers dancing in the wind.

And the man was even more beautiful than the first time I saw him.

A plain white monk's robe is lined with people who do not eat the fireworks of the world, except for the triple snow on the monarch's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes.

"Li'er, you're here." The man in a plain white robe turned a blind eye to her angry gaze as if he had already guessed that she would come today. As if nothing had happened, he pulled people to the small hall in the forest and sat down with a smile on his eyebrows; "Li'er hasn't eaten yet, it just so happens that the poor monk hasn't eaten either, so why don't you stay with me."

"I'm not hungry, I've got something to look for you." It was supposed to be a menacing word, but because of the lust/lust/torture that gradually increased with the feet. He Dang's words became a coquettish murmur between lovers, smelling the constant fragrance of Canaan wood from the man's body.

I only felt that the greed that had been suppressed in my body was once again aroused, and it was even more menacing than the previous few times, which not only softened my legs, but also made my waist crisp.

Completely disobedient to his master's wishes, his fingers tugged at the man's slightly loose robe, and his whole body, which was as hot as a stove, was also attached to it.

"Master, can you help me?" The last reason collapsed, and only the Tang monk meat in front of her could save her.

"It's better to eat something first, otherwise your stomach will be bad." Qinghe's eyebrows and eyes are faint, as if he is looking at an ignorant child, and he is conniving at each other.

"I'm not hungry, the only thing I want to eat now is the master, Qinghe, give it to me." He Dangli, who had been completely burned by the secret desire and lost his mind, didn't know what he was doing at all, and only knew that Fang You's sticking to the person in front of her could relieve the burning of her body.

"It's cold outside, be careful of the wind chill." Qinghe picked up the person dotingly, and walked quickly to the bamboo house.

Soon, the clothes between each other fell to the ground, and they saw each other sincerely.

He Dangli only felt that he was floating above the clouds at the moment, and his phoenix eyes were filled with wet mist.

Her snow-white arms rested softly on the man's shoulders, and she watched as the sweat slid down his resolute jawline and dripped onto the whiteness of the red plums she now bloomed with.

The delicate petals change from shallow to dark, layered, and the stamens spit morning dew.

The sweet floral fragrance mixed with the color of unknown lust/desire makes the whole person uncomfortable, but he still wants to have a small mouth that does not know his feet, and greedily enjoys the elixir and jade liquid.

With a smile on the flower, love is coming. Red sunflowers, he loves, carrots. Twisted crookedly, crape myrtle flowers, itchy strangely.

After a hearty affair, He Dangli's sanity finally returned a few points, thinking that he had become what he is now because of her, and his dark pupils were full of cold anger.

In an instant, each other is still inseparable from each other like a hosta and a jade crown, and the snow-white skin is full of red plums.

There are light and heavy, deep and shallow, and they are gorgeous.

"Did you drug me?" He Dangli's slightly hoarse voice didn't look like a question, but more like a strong coquettish meaning and grinding between lovers.

Thinking of her just now, she was under her jade body, and she was charming. Rao is a steel student, who can spare him into a hundred fingers. I hate it even more.

"Why do you think so?" The man hugged the person in his arms, and from time to time he turned his head sideways and kissed her hair.

I just think that everything is extremely beautiful now, of course, if you ignore the words in her mouth.

"Qinghe, don't tell me, you have the ability to do it, but you don't have the ability to admit it." He Dangli wriggled to avoid the man's kiss, and the movement of him approaching, all of which made her disgusted and disgusted.

With a faint, blushing heartbeat sound, the things that had been blocked inside were gone.

It's like a river that collapses and all springs up.

He Dangli, who was suddenly wet on the bed, couldn't take care of it for a long time, and she only wanted her own answer now.

"Haven't you already guessed it? Why are you here to ask the poor monks, it's not an extra move. "What's more, Qinghe already knows that she is smart, and it is only a matter of time before she finds out, so why not be honest as she is now.

"Yes, that's good. I asked myself why you did this to me because you had no grievances and no great hatred with you before, and if you resented me because of that incident, I could apologize to you. He Dangli forced himself to speak stiffly and gritted his teeth.

"Often the causes of things have cause and effect, but the poor monk who sat naked on the poor monk and seduced him, is it difficult that Li'er forgot it." Seeing that her expression was faintly loose, Qinghe pulled the person's hand to her naked/naked/heart; "What's more, if you touch it, the poor monk must have pretended to be you in his heart, otherwise he would abandon the avenue and just want to have a greedy joy with you."

"Li'er's heart must also be what I have, not to mention that the medicine was not the original intention of the poor monk. Li'er still remembers that day when your wound was infected, and the high fever did not go away, if you didn't use such forbidden drugs, how could you survive, maybe you would have become a dry bone by now. ”

"I ......." Since the thing has been done, she naturally will not deny it. And she really didn't expect that Qinghe was to save her.

But faintly, she felt that it was strange that she couldn't say anything, only knowing that the poison in her was comparable to Hehuan Gu and lewdness/poison. Recur once every seven days, once for the whole day, if you want to solve it, you need to have a man and a woman/sex/intercourse/marriage, otherwise the feeling of emptiness will be stronger with the next time.

It's like a tarot card in an overlap.

Moreover, He Dangli looked at the man who was revealing affection to her at the moment with complicated eyes, she didn't know which sentence he was saying now was true, which sentence was false, or all of them were false.

What's more, there is a big hidden danger in her identity, and it is a force majeure factor to be known by Qinghe? So, can she accept that every time she gets poisoned, she is like a male dog in estrus looking for an antidote to an unknown man.

Or the next time she is seriously injured on the battlefield, she is naked by a man she doesn't know, and then threatens or reveals her identity.

No, she absolutely can't allow it, but. Now, the only remaining option is to continue to maintain this relationship with Qinghe, or to find an antidote to the poison of such obscenity/obscenity.

"Men and women love people as usual, why should Li'er be self-conscious, not to mention that Li'er is also very confused about everything I brought you, look at the eyes of the poor monk, don't lie." Qinghe's peach blossom eyes were half-narrowed, and he could clearly see that the little man next to him thought that he had made the best choice.

You see, it really deserves to be the prey he chose, and he is calm enough to make trade-offs.

"Yes, yes, but the premise of all this must be determined that you didn't drug me, although you are trying to save me." The more angry He Dangli is, the calmer her whole person becomes, because anger can't solve any problems, and some just make things worse.

"I can make Li'er happy and happy, not to mention that even if Li'er doesn't admit it, your body is honest." After getting along several times, the man understands very well where the sensitive points of her body are, and just a slight adjustment/teasing/will provoke her spring/tide.

yes, how did she forget that this man was extremely familiar with her.

"Don't worry, the poor monk won't tell anyone about this, the donor just needs to enjoy the pleasure that the poor monk brings you." Seeing that she was relieved, Qinghe kissed her without hesitation.

"Qinghe ......" The scolding gradually lost its flavor in the back, and all that was left of the final exit was an endless broken tone.

He Dangli couldn't tell how their deformed relationship was maintained in the end.

I just know that each other is like each other's medicine, and like a poison that can't be stopped.

[Hahahahaha, this huge long memory about Qinghe and Ah Li was finally written, and Leek found that Su Yan's little angel didn't seem to have appeared much from beginning to end. You have to add chicken legs to others, otherwise the leeks are worried about being beaten QAQ]