Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

The woman walked over, looked up at me, and smiled. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHer smile penetrated into my heart like sunshine, and I felt like I was intoxicated. So, I quickly got up and asked knowingly, "This girl, what is this?" The girl tilted her head and looked at me carefully, blinking Mingxiu's eyes and saying, "Since Childe doesn't know where this is, how did he get here?" I smiled affectionately at her and deliberately teased her, "I don't really know anything, but a beautiful fawn has brought me here." ”

The girl was quite curious at what I said, so she stopped and asked me, "Why don't you let the fawn take you back?" I said, "The fawn brought me here, and I went into the forest across the lake, and I was never seen again." So, I don't know where my home is now. The girl smiled playfully, and smiled very attractively, and said, "If the son does not like it, you can go to the little girl's house and rest for a while." I looked flattered and said, "In this way, I will ask the girl to lead the way, but I don't know if the girl's family is willing." The girl said, "Don't worry, my parents are sincere and hospitable." ”

So I followed the girl towards the farmhouse. When she came to the barn in front of the house, the woman came out of the house, and when she saw her daughter, she was overjoyed and cried out, "Gillian, my daughter, you have returned." The daughter called her mother coquettishly, and then said, "This son has lost his way and come here, and he should ask his mother to be kind and kind." The woman looked at her daughter with disgust and amusement, and said, "This is the Han envoy Longhua, who was bitten by a poisonous snake while hunting with the king, and was temporarily kept at home for treatment. Now he is my righteous son with your Father. Don't hurry up and pray yet. The girl smacked her lips, pretended to be ashamed, and bowed to me, "Meet my brother." With that, he took the basket and went into the house.

The woman asked me to go with her to the forest behind the house and cut some pine branches for firewood. So I took the machete and the slapper from the woman's hand, and followed her into the forest. The pine branches are not very thick, but they are brittle, so after a while, I cut down a large piece. When the woman saw that I had cut quite a lot, she told me not to cut any more, and then she put the pine branches in order, tied them with ropes, and carried them back to the house with me.

As soon as we put down the pine branches in front of the door, Gillian happened to come from the lake path with freshly washed rice and vegetables. She had changed into a light white dress. Although the dress is old, it is not light and elegant, which makes the beautiful Gillian look more quiet and peaceful. I hurried over to take the vegetable basket from Gillian and went into the kitchen with her. Gillian started lighting the fire and cooking, and I stood aside and talked to her. She sat next to the pot and talked to me as she kept adding wood to the hearth. The pine branches crackled in the hearth, exuding a faint rosin fragrance, and the fire light from the hearth kept flashing on Gillian's face, making the beautiful Gillian more and more radiant and charming. I couldn't help but want to go over and kiss her gently.

After lunch, Lang Zhong went to work in the field as usual. The woman sat under a tree in front of the house doing needlework. Gillian was weaving cloth in the hall. When I was idle, I sat at the loom and watched Gillian weave. Gillian is ingenious, and the weaving and shuttling posture is very beautiful and charming, like playing a simple and beautiful piano music. After a while, the woman asked Gillian to go to the forest to pick some mushrooms so that she could kill the chicken and stew meat for dinner. Gillian saw that I was idle, so she asked me to go mushroom picking with her.

Entering the forest, the rosin and emerald green exude a fresh and refreshing atmosphere. The basket picks up mushrooms like small umbrellas, and we are like two surprised orioles. There were a lot of mushrooms in the forest, and we picked them as we walked, and after a while, we picked a large handful. So, I shouted, "Gillian-" "It's coming!" With a nightingale-like echo, Gillian ran over from there. I put the mushrooms in my hand into her small basket, and then, bending down to pick a large slice of mushrooms in front of me.

As we walked down the slope of the pine forest, as we walked, I couldn't help but take her hand, and then a feeling of intimacy and strangeness permeated my heart. She stopped in front of me, her eyes pouring warm tenderness. We were silently facing each other affectionately, as if we had something to say, but we didn't say anything, just listened to the irrepressible pounding in our hearts.

Walking to the lake at the edge of the forest at the bottom of the slope, we sat down on a meadow full of mountain flowers. The lake is slight, the sun is shining in the west, and the afternoon sun is warm. I said to Gillian sitting next to me, "I want to sing you a song." Gillian smiled brightly and said, "It's so wonderful, please ask my brother to sing it." "I sang the song that I had already made up. I sang: There is a family on the edge of the Blue Lagoon with a beautiful Gillian girl. Her countenance was as beautiful as a fairy, and all the flowers in front of her lost their brilliance.

Gillian listened very seriously, and her cheeks glowed with excitement. She said to me, "You sing amazingly. I said, "I learned to sing from artists." "She asked me to sing again. I said I was a little thirsty. She pulled out a large bunch of purple grapes from the basket full of mushrooms for me to eat. She said she had brought it from her aunt's house. The grapes are crystal clear and verdant, making people salivate at first sight.

After eating the grapes, I sang a very sad homesick song. Gillian listened, let out a long sigh, and asked me, "Are you homesick?" I nodded silently. She asked me, "Where's home?" I said I didn't know, and I sang: One day I went out hunting, and I saw a little flower deer by the river, and the little flower deer took me to the edge of the Blue Lake, and I forgot my home when I met Gillian.

As soon as the song was finished, Gillian took out a bunch of grapes from the basket for me to eat. However, I said I didn't want to eat grapes anymore, I just wanted to be kissed by Gillian girl. Gillian listened, and leaned over and put her lips on mine. So, I took the opportunity to hold Gillian in my arms and kept kissing. Her eyes are clear and beautiful, her breath is bright and refreshing, and her kisses are sweet and intoxicating. I felt like I was going to pass out.

As the sun was about to set, we returned to the front of the house. The woman was feeding grass to a wild goat tied to a tree in front of the door. Without waiting for me to ask, the woman told me that the palace guard had come to visit me just now, and had brought a wild goat, saying that they had already returned to the palace with the king, and that they would come and take me back to the palace after a few **** leg injuries. However, with Gillian here, I don't want to leave here at all.

Ever since that kiss Gillian, we have often run to the lake for trysts in the woods. Lang Zhong was busy going to the ground all day, so he naturally didn't know. The woman knew about it for a long time, but she just hoped that Gillian and I would really love each other and make a connection, so she was only secretly happy about this and did not stop it.

After a few more days, the wound on my leg had healed, and there was not even a single scar. Now that the injury has healed, it will be a little inconvenient to live here again. After lunch that day, I told Gillian's parents that I planned to go back to the palace tomorrow. Although Gillian's parents were kind and polite, I still made up my mind to leave. Hearing this, Gillian didn't speak, but her face was very gloomy and melancholy. All day, she sat in front of the loom and knitted the cloth vigorously, sullenly refusing to say a word. When they saw me, they either turned their heads and ignored me, or they looked at me with that deep sadness, a sad and unbearable feeling.

After dinner, when the last rays of light disappeared in the sky, a few pale stars twinkled in the gradually darkening sky. A deep layer of fog began to rise in the pine forests around the lake. Gillian is still wearing the moon-white dress she wore when she first met, but her expression looked a little sad. We walked to the clearing in the woods where we used to stay, and by the pale moonlight, a small bonfire was lit. Looking down at the whirring bonfire in front of us, we didn't know what to say to express our parting feelings. It's only been a few days, but it's hard to leave.

The campfire gradually turned from bright red to dim in the silence. The good times are gradually passing away from us every second. It's hard to describe how it feels to be. Although we are relatively speechless, we can all feel that our hearts are tighter. The lake breeze was blowing, and the forest was a little cool, but I could feel the warmth of her true feelings. In the light of the campfire, I saw that her pale cheeks shone with orange light, and her bright and quiet eyes showed a deep sorrow, but her soft lips still had a sad smile.

Gradually, the night grew darker and darker, and neither of us would leave, so we sat together in silence, our hearts filled with the sad beauty and sorrow that we were about to separate. It wasn't until the middle of the moon that we left the pine forest by the lake, holding hands after hugging each other tightly. Walking together under the moonlight in front of the house, we hugged and kissed each other again, and then quietly opened the door and entered the house. The room was quiet, except for an oil lamp that flickered wearily beside the weaving cloth in the hall. In order not to alarm my parents, Gillian put the oil lamp in my room, but she entered the next room in the dark.

Because it was late at night, I lay down and fell asleep quickly. I don't know when I fell asleep, but the "creak" of the soft opening of the door woke me up from my dream. I immediately opened my eyes alertly, only to see a seductive white light flickering in the darkness and coming to my bedside. I shouted in amazement, "Gillian? Then he got up and stretched out his arms, hugged Gillian tightly, and hugged her in her quilt. She **** her body, her body is unusually soft and smooth, which makes me feel indescribably wonderful when I touch it with my hands. When I touched her firm and hard breasts, I felt thirsty and dizzy with an excitement and urge that I had never felt before, and an irrepressible excitement burned the passion in my whole body.

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