Chapter Seventy-Two: Clouds and Rain in Wushan
Yang Qiuchi took off Qin Zhihui like a little white lamb in a few clicks, he felt the blood in his body like a galloping horse, he originally wanted to have a prelude and make some mood, but he could see Qin Zhihui's intimidating virgin body, plump and mellow **, the fascinating Taoyuan Holy Land, where can he still restrain himself, turned over his horse, and went straight to Cao Ying with a gun.
"Ah~!" Qin Zhihui screamed softly in pain, and the frightened Yang Qiuchi quickly stopped his movements and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"It hurts~!" Qin Zhihui frowned and said softly.
Yang Qiuchi knew that Qin Zhihui was definitely not ready to welcome his arrival, and thought to himself, or take the drunken spring dew given by Ma Du to give her to drink, but this idea was immediately denied, he was drunk last night, he couldn't, there is time tonight, take your time, if you rely on aphrodisiacs to arouse Qin Zhihui's hope and complete the first combination, it will be too unspeakable.
Therefore, Yang Qiuchi decided to take matters into his own hands, with plenty of food and clothing, how could he not know that the woman's sense of surname took him to study forensic medicine, and he had actual combat experience with Feng Xiaoxue in the past two days, and it should be no problem to provoke Qin Zhihui's Yu Wang, he had this confidence, and began to kiss Qin Zhihui's lips, smelling her earlobes, neck, **...... Kiss all the way.
Qin Zhihui's breathing slowly became rapid, her hand gently stroked Yang Qiuchi's head, and muttered in a low voice, but she was desperately restraining herself, not wanting to make a sound, but when the woman's surname instinct was aroused a little bit, she also couldn't resist the biggest temptation in the world, she closed her eyes and held her position, but Yang Qiuchi stepped up the firepower of the attack, and under Yang Qiuchi's increasingly fierce offensive, Qin Zhihui's position was lost one by one.
When Qin Zhihui's murmur became confused, her body began to tremble slightly, * towering like a red cherry, and the spring tide flooded the valley, Yang Qiuchi blew the trumpet of the charge and rushed towards Qin Zhihui's last position......
Wushan yunyu, spring is strong, plum red dots sprinkled on the white sheets.
Yang Qiuchi, who was covered in sweat, withdrew his troops, hugged Qin Zhihui, who was also drenched in sweat, and kissed her lightly on the forehead, feeling the comfort after the spring rain.
At this time, Yang Qiuchi heard Qin Zhihui sobbing in his arms.
Yang Qiuchi was startled, pulled her face, saw Qin Zhihui's face full of tears, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Zhihui, did I hurt you just now? ”
Qin Zhihui shook her head lightly and said in a voice that was almost inaudible: "If only I had ...... before"
Yang Qiuchi didn't hear clearly: "Zhihui, what did you say?" ”
Qin Zhihui didn't answer, curled up in Yang Qiuchi's arms, and sobbed in a low voice.
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Qin Zhihui stood on the edge of the high cliff, looking down at the bottomless cliff, dressed in a snow-white dress, the mountain wind blew, the clothes belt floated, and the hunting sounded.
Yang Qiuchi didn't know why Qin Zhihui was standing in such a dangerous place, and shouted wildly: "Zhihui! Zhihui! I tried hard to run to the cliff, but my whole body was like being in the water, and it took a lot of effort to take every step forward, Yang Qiuchi shouted anxiously: "Zhihui~!" Zhihui~! ”
Qin Zhihui looked back at him with a misty smile.
Suddenly, a colorful tiger appeared on the edge of the cliff, with several large holes in its head, bleeding blood, it was the one he had killed by the stream, and the tiger let out a roar and pounced on Qin Zhihui.
Qin Zhihui's body floated away from the cliff like a kite with a broken string, and fell into the depths of darkness.
"Zhihui~!" Yang Qiuchi shouted heartbreakingly.
The tiger was standing on the cliff and roaring, but the voice was a bit like a dog's barking, "Wang...... Wangwang"
Yang Qiuchi was awakened and opened his eyes, which turned out to be a nightmare. But the gurgling didn't stop, but it was the little black dog barking with his head raised on the edge of the bed.
Yang Qiuchi blinked his eyes and saw the cold moonlight entering the room. Qin Zhihui sat on the bed, leaning over to look at herself, and asked in a trembling voice, "Husband, did you have a nightmare?" ”
Yang Qiuchi hugged Qin Zhihui into his arms, and only then did he realize that he had been shocked into a cold sweat by Fang Cai's nightmare. He hugged Qin Zhihui tightly and said, "I had a nightmare, it's so scary, I'm afraid I'll lose you~!" ”
Qin Zhihui whispered in Yang Qiuchi's arms: "Husband, are you really so ...... Do you care about Zhihui? ”
Yang Qiuchi hugged Qin Zhihui tighter and nodded heavily: "Hmm! Promise me! Never leave me! Yes? ”
Qin Zhihui put her face on Yang Qiuchi's chest and did not answer.
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At dawn, Yang Qiuchi opened his eyes, Qin Zhihui was no longer around, he sat up and looked around suspiciously, the little black dog was still lying on the edge of the bed, looking at himself with a little head, the room was empty. Yang Qiuchi shouted: "Zhihui! Zhihui! ”
"Young Master, you're awake!" Yuechan picked up the curtain and walked in.
"Where's your second young grandmother?"
"Went out early in the morning." Yuechan handed the clothes and pants on the stool to Yang Qiuchi.
Yang Qiuchi found that he was naked, but fortunately, the lower half of Shen was covered in the quilt, so he quickly pulled the quilt and asked, "Where did she go?" Why don't you follow? ”
"She said to walk in front of the county government and don't want me to follow."
"How long have you been there?"
Yuechan thought for a while: "It's almost half an hour." ”
Yang Qiuchi faintly felt bad, Qin Zhihui's newlywed Yan'er, it stands to reason that she would not leave her husband to go for a walk on the street alone, and she went out early in the morning, she didn't exercise early, what were she going to do so early, the shops on the street hadn't opened yet, and she had been there for almost an hour.
Yang Qiuchi waved his hand to let Yuechan out, and then lifted the quilt and hurriedly got dressed. At this time, the neatly folded dress on the round table attracted his attention, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Qin Zhihui's tiger skin winter coat, and his heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly walked over and found a note on the dress, which read "Husband is precious, Hui".
Yes! Yang Qiuchi felt that things were really wrong, could it be that Qin Zhihui ran away from home? Judging from the note left here, it will not come back. In the past two days, Qin Zhihui's abnormal behavior flashed in Yang Qiuchi's mind, her inexplicable poisoning, the inexplicable words she said, and Ruolan, the handkerchief with old blood stains, and Zhuo sitting on the bed late at night looking at herself, all of this shows that there is a mystery in this that she doesn't know yet, and it is a mystery that was almost fatal.
Qin Zhihui was gone, and Yang Qiuchi's heart seemed to be hollowed out. Although Qin Zhihui had only been here for two days, Yang Qiuchi found that his attachment to her was already very deep. Now he has only one thought, get Qin Zhihui back!
Yang Qiuchi shouted: "Xiao Hei, come here!" The little black dog ran to Yang Qiuchi's side and wagged his little tail.
Yang Qiuchi put Qin Zhihui's dress on the round table on the little black dog's nose, and the little black dog immediately understood what the owner meant, it sniffed the dress attentively, and then walked around the room a few times with its head down, sniffing all the way out. In the courtyard, Feng Xiaoxue asked Yang Qiuchi to go to breakfast, Yang Qiuchi waved his hand, and then followed the little black dog out of the courtyard gate.
Feng Xiaoxue was a little accustomed to her husband's mysterious actions, so she didn't ask much.
The little black dog walked very fast, and after a while he left the city and walked towards the back mountain.
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