|||--Aaron suddenly couldn't speak, and his heartbeat was thundering, blocking his breathing.

Forcibly suffocated, struggled and said: "Qinghe, you don't know, I always want you, I don't want you all the time, I want it day and night, every minute and every second, it's all suffering." ”

It was late at night, and although Qinghe was invaded by the cold poison and could barely open his eyes, he was still extremely happy when he heard the words, and he was forced to rejoice.

In a daze, he lowered his eyes, and suddenly remembered the kiss and hug with Ah Long in his dream, such a warm and wonderful hug, and he just wanted to smile: "Ah Long, I was originally yours, why bother?" ”

Aaron's breathing grew heavier and heavier, almost overwhelming. The shining black eyes looked at her, like crazy, endlessly changing, suddenly like a deep pool of blue waves, like a stormy wave, like a rushing flame, and like a scorching sun.

Qinghe was even more sleepy, and he was already completely immersed in the dream.

Aaron was passionate, full of heat, and her hard lips baked her heart soft, melted, and steamed.

Qinghe hugged him tightly, and he had almost regained the happy heart of his childhood.

In the dream, the more you hug him, the more a childlike heart falls, floats and sinks, and fluctuates together.

She only felt that a heart was like nothing, and suddenly, it disappeared. What followed was the overwhelming heat wave, which came suddenly, and the boundless heat wave was filling, full, and boiling in my heart, and I couldn't suppress it.

Qinghe's little face burned red, and while rubbing his earlobe with his small mouth, he whispered in his ear: "Ah Long, have you rushed through the waves?" ”

Ah Long trembled and almost couldn't speak: "No." Do you really want to rush? ”

Qinghe couldn't suppress his laughter in his dream: "Of course! I think about it every day, and I look forward to it every night! Will you take me? ”

Ah Long held his breath, and even his heartstrings were tensed to the extreme: "If you like it, I will take you there every day!" ”

Qinghe hugged each other tightly in his dream, and strongly suppressed his tremor: "Ah Long, you are lying again." ”

Ah Long trembled, and his soul did not possess his body: "I will never lie to you." ”

Qinghe seemed to see the turbulent and terrifying waves, and couldn't help but be full of longing and obsession: "Ah Long, whenever the sea breeze blows, I will hold the sampan and rush to the magnificent sea. I like to be like a fish in water, free to shuttle; I like to ride the wind and waves and ride forward; I like to get carried away and suffocate. It felt the same as it does now. ”

The warm water of the secluded pool is reflected, and the eyebrows are smiling and shocked. The most beautiful person in the dream, sleeping and reluctant to wake up.

Even if she spoke softly and inadvertently touched his eardrums, he couldn't breathe or hear. He imprinted her tightly on his body and whispered, "Qinghe, husband will take you to surf." ”

The waves are surging, and the clouds are flowing and the water is shining. He tried his best to endure it, slowed down his pace, held his breath and said, "My Qinghe is a natural surfer. In this world, there will never be anyone as well-behaved as you, which makes me happy to the peak. If you surf, I will be your wave; If you rise and fall, I will turn it upside down for you; If you ride the wind, I will take you away. ”

In Qinghe's gentle dream, she was extremely shy, like a thirsty and dehydrated little fish, with infinite longing: "Ah Long, people are waiting for you to undress, they can't wait, you don't realize it." ”

Listen to the wind and pond water love endlessly, and dream of love for a long time.

Ah Long stripped off smoothly and smiled: "Qinghe, you strip yourself, clumsy." Toss the husband, and shoot like electricity. ”

Qinghe blushed and sank into the water. Ah Long fished her out and stuck it in his arms: "Where to run?" Don't want to run away. ”

I only felt that "the lotus heart is delicate and soft in spring, and the lotus is hidden in the summer and the moon is bright", and I didn't feel that it was difficult to breathe: "Qinghe, talk to me and tell me that such happiness really belongs to me, not illusory." ”

The breeze is coming, the blue waves are blowing, the jade girl is shy and delicate, and she whispers, like a dream in a dream: "Ah Long, I have also had those dreams, and I always can't tell the difference." As long as you like it, dreams are real, and truth is dreams. ”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the water waves flowing, the sound of the water surging, and his body was like a bird, turning out of the water, but he had been lifted above his head by Ah Long.

Although Qinghe was in a dream, he was still ashamed of his face, and exclaimed: "Ah Long, what are you doing?" ”

Ah Long kissed and said, "Don't be afraid! Just lubrication, just to keep my baby from pain. ”

His tongue is flexible, gentle, and considerate. The lotus is caressed, the lotus path is pitied, the lotus bud is full, and the lotus heart is wandering. For a time, the lotus spring was gushing, overflowing with lotus fragrance.

Qinghe was fascinated, and almost couldn't help it: "Ah Long, I want it." ”

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a light breeze, fluttering and falling, the flowing water invaded, the water waves were not rising, and she was in the water again.

was wandering in confusion and joy, and didn't care about the shyness, but in an instant, Aaron had already stepped forward and become one with her.

Happiness that has never been there slowly rises, from the depths of the soul to the bottom of the heart.

She was in the clouds and fog, she was in the wind and rain, accompanied by the sun, moon and stars, looking at spring, summer, autumn and winter, and was warmly embraced by him.

Sometimes it is soft and loving, sometimes it is swaying and slow, sometimes it is up and down, sometimes it is deep and shallow, sometimes it is turbulent, sometimes it is angry and windy.

There was a whisper in his ear: "Qinghe, does it hurt?" ”

Infinite joy, infinite tenderness, and unconsciously, tears flowed down again: "Aaron! Not at all, it couldn't be better. ”

Lotus fragrance Xu came, just for you, Jiaolong went to sea, persistent and loving: "Qinghe, why are you crying?" ”

Wonderful to the peak, joyful, not knowing what to say, muttering

"Aaron, I didn't know that there was such a game in the world, which made people so obsessed. ”

Love into the bone marrow, can't help it, get carried away: "Qinghe, if you like it, I will play with you for a lifetime." ”

is drunk and infatuated, and he is overjoyed, and he asks for too much: "Aaron, you have to count when you speak." ”

The water is rippling, and the Yao Pond is shining, as if returning to the newlywed dream.

The body and mind are swaying, ups and downs, like being trapped in fish and water.

It's like being in the ocean, crossing the wild waves, flying over the angry sea, whirlpooling, and riding the wind and waves. Suddenly transformed into a delicate lotus, drifting with the waves, dancing in the waves, flying one after another, endless lotus fragrance, and blooming in the waves.

The hurricane suddenly rose and shot into the sky, turning the clouds into a rainbow of colors, crossing the sky, facing the infinite sky, blooming with boundless magnificence.

The next day, Qinghe woke up and it was noon. Looking out the window, the sky is blue, the sun is smoky, the sun is shining, and the warbler is chirping. Suddenly realized: "This place is not a listening wind cave, but a wind inn, it turns out that everything last night was a dream." ”

No, not only dreams, but also Aaron!

He hugged her behind his back, warm, refreshing, twelve points down-to-earth, twelve points comfortable.

Joy to exhaustion, happiness to intoxication, unbelievable: "I, the unlucky bastard, will I also come to Ji Tai and good luck from heaven?" ”

In the afternoon, he got his wish, rode a green horse together, and galloped south.

It's just that when Qinghe turned his head, Ah Long behind him was already full of sadness, and he couldn't help but be extremely surprised: "Why did he change his situation?" He was still looking at me like that, smiling heartily. ”

Qinghe is affectionate, not full of warmth: "Why is Long Da unhappy? ”

Aaron lowered his head and kissed her eyes: "Who said that?" With you by my side, my heart will be happy. ”

Qinghe smiled: "Ah Long, there is your former residence on Tingfeng Mountain, which can be described as a place haunted by dreams, do you want to revisit the old dream?" ”

Ah Long didn't think about it, and said: "The little concubine Su has a heart with me, and I have this intention." ”

Qinghe became more and more sure that he was Ah Long, and in addition to being happy, he became more and more virtuous, and he was even more considerate: "I will accompany you to sweep the tomb and worship the ancestor for a good life." ”

Ah Long's smile was brighter than the sun: "You are my concubine, how can you call me my master as my ancestor?" Aren't the two of us a generation apart? ”

Qinghe's smile was more cheerful than the stream: "I was already inferior to you, and you taught me the "Wind Splitting Skill" and taught me the "Dragon Yue Lotus Fragrance", in my eyes, I am like a teacher. ”

When Ah Long heard this, he almost dismounted his horse.

Listening to the wind mountain can be called a strange in the world, the mountain is high and dense, and the waterfall is turbulent; Thousands of peaks are dripping green, and the valley is translucent; green pines and bamboos, exotic flowers and trees; The scenery is stunning and the climate is pleasant.

According to Ah Long, the back mountain is beautiful, the front mountain is dangerous, the two of them climbed up from the back mountain, all the way to the thousands of peaks and cliffs, thousands of ravines compete for strangeness, the famous pond of clever stones, the scenery is wonderful.

Although the scenery is good, the mountains are steep and the road is difficult to walk. In the blink of an eye, night fell, and he had not yet come to the former residence, Qinghe was already tired and tired, and it was like a dream.

In the dream, although his back was close to Ah Long, he still felt far away, and he was suddenly dissatisfied, and whispered: "Ah Long, being held by you like this is still not intimate enough." ”

Before he finished speaking, the breeze swayed, and his body flipped in an instant, and he was opposite him.

Qinghe smiled on his cheeks, and said in his dream: "Ah Long, sitting on a horse like this, I feel cold in my back." As he spoke, his hands involuntarily hooked his neck, and his small mouth was already gently rubbing his throat.

Even if he was coquettish and begging for pleasure in such a small dream, Ah Long really couldn't help it.

For a moment, his breath was burning, his heart was beating rapidly, and his lips were firm and shapely, and the ghost messenger reached into the small mouth of the cherry.

The moment it fits, I can't help but tremble slightly.

In the dream, her eyes were misty and watery; Her little face, red and moist; The tip of her nose was damp and sweaty; Her lips were slightly open, revealing white and crystal teeth, bright and charming; The tip of the tongue is fresh and moist, pure and tempting.

Seeing Qinghe's infinite shyness, Ah Long couldn't help himself, lowered his head and held her lips, gently wrapping the tip of her tongue.

Qinghe trembled lightly in his dream, bearing his love and asking for his pity, and her tears unconsciously began to surge again.

Ah Long hugged her tightly, even breathing was very difficult, tried his best to stabilize his mind, jumped off the horse, knowing that she had fallen asleep, he still gently comforted her: "Qinghe, wait for me to find a place to dry and loose reeds, we can do it intimately and close to the lungs." ”

Looking around, not far away is a mountain lake, the shallows of the green stream are full of reeds, the graceful leaves are soft like water, swaying in the wind, the simple and unpretentious fill the game, linger and tactfully the egret flying, ethereal and misty is sleeping.

Qinghe was in a dream, but he heard a whisper in his ear: "The leaves are green, wandering by the water, the reed flowers are floating, and they are happy." ”

Feeling the breeze blowing, Ah Long jumped over, first paved the ground for her with a long robe, and then carefully put her on the back, firmly protected her heart with both hands, and pressed his body tightly against her chest, and asked in a low voice: "Qinghe, is it intimate and close to the lungs now?" ”

The best thing about Listening to the Wind Mountain, apart from Ah Long, is to Listening to the Wind Valley. Thousands of trees in the valley are stacked and green, ten thousand trees are verdant, and the pine and green bamboos are looming in it; Occasionally, the stream is murmuring, the pool, the pool, the spring, the waterfall, the intermittent birth, the environment is quiet, the poetry is picturesque, the scenery is beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Long was already holding the green lotus, leaping one after another, passing through more than a dozen cliffs and deep ravines.

In a dream, by the moonlight, looking into the distance, you will see the "listening to the wind" standing in the depths of the valley by the mountain

, adding a layer of mystery to this infinite tranquility; It also complements the natural scenery such as the Goddess Cliff, the stalagmite peak, and the golden toad rock.

Close-up view of "listening to the wind dwelling", is a ten-cornered heavy eaves type pavilion. Before the pavilion, there are two ancient pines side by side, the branches are on the plate, the age of the tree is not known for hundreds of years, and there are flocks of cranes, egrets in groups, in the mountains; On the side of the pavilion, there is a horizontal stone lying on the cliff between the two mountains, which is the "listening to the wind bridge"; Outside the pavilion, the rooftop is sealed, the white marble is built according to the situation, and the sea is flooded with fences, zigzags and turns to move back, and spirals upward; Behind the pavilion, the cliff stands on the wall, and the green shade is thick and green.

"Listen to the wind" in the main room, hang a pair of pine couplets, the sword is engraved "listen to the wind in the mountains to watch the sun and the moon, listen to the wind in the house and look at the stars". The flower pavilion in the courtyard also hung a couplet: "Plant bamboo and pine, bamboo leads magpie pine and hidden phoenix; Cultivate mountains and raise water, and the mountains lie on the lion and the tiger and the water travels the dragon. ”

At that time, this place was originally a strange flower of Ruicao, a forest of nanmu, and a shade of pine and bamboo. Nowadays, it is inaccessible and overgrown.

Qinghe was carried by Ah Long through the tree into the house, and when he walked into the hall, he saw that the room was full of dust, and he couldn't afford to settle down. I was stunned, and I looked at Ah Long in my dream, only to feel that his mood was extremely sad.

The first thing he did when he woke up in the morning was to help Ah Long clean up the hall.

Unexpectedly, Ah Long had infinite mercy: "Qinghe, you take a rest first, and I will do it alone." ”

Qinghe replied in his heart: "Although I am not good at cleaning, I can always bring water and send Papa." ”

Sure enough, with her around his knees, the sad look on Aaron's face gradually faded. can take advantage of her unpreparedness, sneak a kiss, and chat for comfort.

After packing up, Ah Long glanced at Qinghe, walked to the atrium alone, and said softly: "Qinghe, you go to my room to rest first, and I will accompany you later." ”

Qinghe was surprised, he had turned to leave.

After hesitating for a moment, Qinghe still followed. Entering the main hall, the first thing that catches your eye is a portrait hanging high, apparently by Ah Long.

It was a middle-aged man with a timeless body, clear eyebrows, and a fairy style. On the side of the portrait, there is also a line of handwriting, which I think is so old that the painting paper is yellowed and the handwriting is blurred, which is really not real.

Ah Long respectfully bowed three times and bowed nine times, and said in a low voice: "Master, Ah Long, who is not a disciple, has failed to fulfill the way of master and apprentice for seventeen years, and your old man must forgive his sins." ”

Looking at Ah Long's back, he suddenly realized that this situation and this scene seemed to have happened, and he saw it himself. suddenly remembered: "Every year at the beginning of spring, the father of this life is also like Ah Long, worshipping his ancestors in front of the portrait. ”

Mother once explained in a low voice: "Your master and ancestor brought up your father with one hand, and taught martial arts to him. Your father has a deep affection for him, but for some reason, he is very secretive about your master, and he has even more hidden feelings. ”

Qinghe followed and bowed, quietly glanced at the portrait, and was extremely surprised: "Master Ah Long and my ancestor, why are they so similar?" Then he thought again: "The two are of the same age, they are both highly respected, and their eyebrows and expressions are somewhat similar, which is also reasonable." ”

She lay on the ground and buried her head, feeling that she was speechless, which was really embarrassing; Fang wanted to open his mouth, but he felt that he was not qualified, and said secretly in his heart: "In Long Dada's eyes, I really can't be regarded as a wife, but I am just a concubine, and it is naturally unreasonable to participate in the worship." ”

I want to get up and avoid it, but I don't feel right. I hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to do. I secretly regretted in my heart: "I knew this was the case, why did I come in?" ”

Ah Long was so preoccupied that he knelt down for a long time, and his mind didn't know where he was wandering, so he naturally couldn't see what was going on. I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly saw Qinghe kneeling beside him, full of sadness, so he woke up like a dream and whispered: "Qinghe, you can't kneel on the ground like me." ”

Qinghe was shocked when he heard this, and he felt even more ashamed, and hurriedly got up.

Ah Long suddenly felt that he couldn't go, and hurriedly filled in a sentence: "The floor is too cold, get up quickly and go out to bask in the sun." ”

Qinghe was relieved, and did not look back: "He must want to talk to Shizun about himself, I shouldn't have followed him in the way." ”

She walked around the front and back of the house several times, but Aaron still never appeared. I felt bored, walked into a living room next to me, only to feel that the room was beautiful and wise, small and graceful, clean and tidy, and I liked it in my heart: "This room has a delicate layout, and the owner is very good." ”

As far as the eye can see, calligraphy and paintings are full of eyes, and books are lined up. I opened it easily, but it was a portrait of a person, just looking at it, I couldn't help but cry out in my heart: "Such a beauty!" Rare in the world! The eyebrows are picturesque, and the fragrance is unsweet; Breasted and thin-waisted, graceful and enchanting; Neck extension, ice muscle flowing; Bright eyes, beautiful posture; The body is swift and fluttering; Ling Bo walked slightly, dancing out of thin air. ”

Qinghe looked at the portrait, staring, stunned, standing for a long time, and his soul was fascinated. I feel even more familiar: "Such a clear and jade beauty, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, but I don't know who my surname is?" Where are the people? It's a big shame. ”

In the upper left corner of the portrait, there is still a line of small characters attached, which is too old to see really. I was trying to distinguish carefully, and suddenly I saw many sketches on the side, and when I opened them one by one, I saw that they were all painted by the same person, and they were all from the same hand. But it is a variety of postures and vivid.

was claiming to be surprised, and suddenly heard a movement behind him, only to feel the breeze blowing lightly, leaving no dust.

As soon as he turned around and raised his eyes, he saw Aaron's extremely sad face.

What kind of face is that? Desolate and resentful, there is no way to deal with it! Life and death are vast, and the two don't know each other! Monomorphic shadow, vain to the world! How to live together, different can die!

On the occasion of this festive season, my heart is surging, and I will say one more word: Today is your birthday, my beloved motherland, humble as me, and offer praise. You are the star, and you will never fall; You are the galaxy, never divided; You are Mount Everest, never buried; You are the sea, which will never dry up.