"Lord County tonight you are mine, let's spend a romantic night together. (Just to the Pen Fun Pavilion)"

Listening to these words, it is weird, this is not like the tone of what Hunt Qi usually says, and the extremely ambiguous tone makes people think about it. As Jia Qi's breath intensified, Ziwei's heart jumped again for no reason, and the red tide that had just receded came up again.

Imagine, on a moonlit night when the stars are sparse, a man and a woman lying on a tree will inevitably rub against each other to make a fire and create a beautiful scenery.

Romantic nights, romantic stories that happen, tomorrow will blow like a gust of wind throughout the whole house, no one knows, no one knows. The first thing people do when they get up is not to get up for breakfast and say hello to each other, but to ask each other how the county lord and the prince of Hunt Qi are doing.

Pull a hair and move the whole body, maybe tomorrow this matter will be transmitted to the prince's mansion, where is the palace, it is not a child's play, the county lord is not an ordinary woman, but a weather vane.

The tree is a big move.

The robe loosened slightly, Ziwei couldn't wait to stretch out her little hand from the gap in the robe, groping under her buttocks, where the tentacles were, was a smooth forging surface, and under the quilt was a sturdy wooden board lying horizontally on the branches.

"This, this, why did you move the bed to a tree? What kind of mood is this, and when did Huntie learn to be romantic. ”

"Hehe, the county lord has a romantic night for you. You can now open your eyes and see, I gave it to you. You see, okay? Hunting's gentle voice drifted into his ears with the wind. If you pour a bowl of anesthetic, it will make Ziwei's heart numb.

The robe was untied and put aside, Ziwei finally untied her whole body, her body was relaxed, but her heart couldn't relax, everything, everything was beyond her expectations.

This—this was so unexpected for her!

It really escaped from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den!

Ziwei really wanted to stagger up and escape like this, but everything was impossible, and her back road had been cut off.

She didn't dare to look down at the tree, and when she sat down on the hanging basket, her heart was lifted high, so far from the ground, so far away.

At this time, when she moved slightly, the leaves would make a rattling sound, which frightened Ziwei to hold the branches tightly and dare not move, she asked with a crying voice: "Hunting Qi, don't hurt me!" I'm very timid, don't hurt me, you killed me, and I won't let you go. ”

Jia Qi chuckled: "County Lord, you have always been very bold, how can you become as timid as a mouse." Why can't such a romantic night touch you and make you feel beautiful? ”

"This can't be played, it's not safe, I'm going down, someone," a mournful voice sounded in the trees. Except for the birds flying in the trees, there was no sound around, and no one responded.

Everything around was quiet, even a subordinate walked and there was no sound of talking, Zhang Qian had already sent his subordinates far away, not to disturb the master's good deeds.

He happily nested into his own nest, thinking about how to ask the master for rewards tomorrow, tomorrow the scenery of Wenzhuyuan is infinitely good, attracting people from other courtyards to come here to inquire about the news, envy and compliments will be endless, and he, the steward of Wenzhuyuan, will also be stained. It is in vain that he has followed Childe for many years, endured humiliation and hardship, and worked hard to help Childe take care of everything.

He believes in Childe, who is the smartest and has a plan under his control.

Seeing that Ziwei was so frightened that she didn't dare to let go, the branches kept shaking with the shaking of her body, as if she was sweating for Ziwei.

No sleep tonight.

The poignant voice was replaced by a weak voice: "The night is dark, I'm afraid." ”

Hunt Qi approached Ziwei and hugged her in his arms, and he rested his chin on her shoulder: "County Lord, isn't this what you asked me for?" Why be afraid? Are you afraid of me, or are you afraid of yourself? Do you know how long I've been preparing for tonight? How long did you wait? ”

"What does that mean?" Ziwei didn't dare to speak casually, for fear of accidentally revealing her thoughts.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

The moon slowly emerged from the clouds, illuminating the earth in an instant, hanging like a golden hook from the treetops, as if whispering to the stars. The gauzy night mist drifted slowly through the treetops.

The evening breeze was blowing, the coolness was cool, and the disturbing noise of the day had subsided. All around is quiet, and you can feel each other's heartbeats.

The moonlight leaked through the branches of the tree and struck on the two men who were sitting on the planks with each other's thoughts.

Ziwei was silent, very uncomfortable leaning on his side and sitting, a strange atmosphere surging between them. She was passively led by his nose, everything is unpredictable!

The night breeze blew slowly, making the leaves above the head rattle, everything in front of me shook, and the soles of my feet were not steady.

Ziwei's body trembled, and her voice trembled: "It's late at night, let's go back to the dormitory to rest!" ”

A slightly cool, slender hand pushed the branches in front of her to let in the moonlight to dispel the darkness around her, and she looked up at the vast sky through the branches, the stars shining with the moon. The stars are like jewels set in the sky, shining.

It's so beautiful!

Suddenly, her heart had a sudden sense of enlightenment, and she was no longer entangled in something that was or was not!

No matter when, no matter where, she was just there, and all of this may be hers, but tonight it is hers. She is Ziwei, the county lord.

The tense body slowly relaxed, the tense nerves relaxed, her mood slowly improved, there was a smile on her face, and her voice began to be sweet. Like a spring breeze blowing in Hunt Qi's heart: "Thank you for giving me a romantic night." ”

Instead of answering immediately, Huntie lay down on the plank, nestled in the soft quilt, and stretched out his legs, and for a while, one leg rested on the plank, and the other leg rested on the branch, causing the leaves to let out a low moan.

The twig swayed across his face, showing that it was not at peace tonight, and Huntie tore off a leaf and blew a small tune in his mouth.

Ziwei listened attentively, slowly heard the taste, and lost her voice: "Acacia minor"

A light breeze blows, and the air emits a fragrance that makes people feel refreshed. The moonlight was like water, sprinkled on Ziwei's face, her face became more and more pale, but it was so beautiful that it was heartwarming.

The acacia tune blew the night wind, he seemed to be waiting for someone, and he didn't care how long he waited, as long as she was there, he would wait.

Hunt Qi stared at this beautiful and sad face, his gaze had become hazy, and suddenly his tone changed, and a heartfelt lovesick song sounded faintly.

The flowers have fallen for thousands of years, and they can't tell the attachment of life to life. The heart of the mulberry field and the sea remains unchanged, floating in the world.

Singing thousands of miles of moonlight like water, a song of lovesickness. The sparse branches and the crescent moon are bright and bright, and they are alone and melancholy. Where's the beauty?

If there is fate in this life, you can watch the stars on the tree. Hidden in the rivers and lakes do not envy the immortals, and move the sky with emotion!

If you don't have a chance in this life, why do you see each other again?

Turning into a butterfly is not what I want, just to be able to sleep with you in life and death!

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