Mei Gongqing

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In the mountains, Chen Yong shrunk into a group, like a monk, motionless. They don't know anything about the battlefield, but at this time, the atmosphere is different. In particular, hundreds of horseshoes pedal simultaneously, causing insect sounds to stop and beasts to stop the whistle, making them feel a kind of killing.

You dare not speak, you dare not move, every breath is extremely slow.

Chen Yong opened his eyes tightly and stared at the darkness in front.

At that time, they all stuffed the horse's mouth with cloth strips, so that they could be hidden away.

Right here.

All of a sudden, a footstep sounded!

This footstep, heavy as a mountain in the dark night, comes to kill!

Chen Rong's face was pale and he couldn't help but think: "Are you sure those bandits found us?" This was unlikely, but her mind was in a mess and there was no way to think sober.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer!

It's actually coming towards the mountains.

As Chen Yong's forehead sweated, Sang leaned backwards and approached her. He shook his voice down and said: "Women, women, they are coming for us. ”

His voice was filled with despair. His voice was filled with despair.

Chen Yong wanted to deny it, but at this time, she heard clearly that the footsteps were close to the mountain.

They really found out!

Chen's face is as white as paper!

At this point, Shannon said, "Girl, let me see if I can pull it off!” He thinks he's just a half-entrant, dying sooner or later. The girl is different, she is still beautiful, and most importantly, she is a beautiful little aunt. Whether it falls into anyone's hands, she's either dead or alive!

Thinking about it, he doubled his courage, and for a moment, he felt like he was getting taller.

Without waiting for Chen Cheng to answer, Sang jumped off the carriage and rushed towards the outside.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the hills.

At a glance, he saw a hundred steps away, the tall and strong man, though blurred. Behind the man, there was a torch, a swinging light, and the figure of the man was so tall and scary!

And this man, he's coming towards the mountain entrance. Far from the man, the darkness was blurred, and it seemed like countless people were ambushing him.

The man blocks the way through the exit, and if he drives, it will fall straight into a trap he has already laid.

Thinking of this, Shannon bit his teeth and turned back to Chan Rong and lowered his voice: “Take care, girl!” The sound dropped, and he had rushed out an arrow step.

The footsteps were heavy and he was running in the opposite direction of the mountains.

Just as he ran and looked back frequently, it was true that the strong man was struck by the sound of his run. The man glanced up at him and whispered, "Who?” The tone is heavy, with the vigilance of the military cadets.

Sang deliberately ran two steps toward the mountain. As he ran, he drove the mountain stone to roll down, leading to the night sky.

Sure enough, the guy stopped screaming, mentioned footsteps, and came after him.

He's coming. There's no company behind him! The girl is safe for now.

Thinking about it, he began to flee to his death. Behind him, the man was a little clumsy because he was too tall, followed dozens of steps, and was getting further and further away from him.

As soon as Sang broke out, Chen Rong's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She shouted, holding a horse whip in her right hand and a golden chai in her left hand, staring wide at her eyes and staring at the front of the darkness without blinking.

Forward, a silence. There was only a moment of running, and the further away it went.

Has Sang-chun succeeded in seducing people?

Thinking of this, Chen Rong held her breath. She slowly climbed down the carriage and tried to walk out.

The star dots above your head, that very faint starlight, make the heavens and the earth not absolutely dark.

Step by step, she moved to the mountain exit.

The sky was too dark, the ground was too dark, she took a few steps, she didn't know what she was stepping on, she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she held her whip handles against the ground to stabilize her figure.

Chen Zheng supported the whip handle and got up in a hurry.

She got up and the whole person was stuck.

At the entrance of the mountain, a white figure appeared, so starlit, so slaughtered, this man in white, no, can't be a ghost?

A scream almost came out.

Just as she panicked, the white figure opened up, his voice was clear and beautiful, and most importantly, he was incredibly familiar, "Ayung? ”

It's Wang Hong!

Oh, my God, it's Wang Hong!

Chen Yong never knew how it would feel if one saw hope from despair and a person went from great sorrow to great joy.

Her legs softened and she sat on the floor, trembling: "Wang Hong? ”

“It's me.”

Wang Hong's voice is still elegant and shallow. You don't need to look at it. Chen Rong also knows that he must be smiling at the corner of his mouth at this moment. Come gently.

Suddenly, Chen Rong's eyes became red. She swallowed twice and ran towards him screaming.

She hurried and turned to him. The endless surprise and emotion left her with nothing to think about, and she just slipped into his arms. Meanwhile, she held his waist with her hands extended.

He held him tightly and Chan Yong cried. She shuddered, “How did you get here?” After a pause, she whimpered and couldn't help but stick out her little fist, again and again, slapping him gently in the chest, muttering: “How did you get here? How did you get here? ”

Infinite joy, infinite relaxation, infinite emotion, all turned into tears at this moment, into this sentence, “How did you get here? ”

Chen, speaking out, kept repeating, never knew, was so eager for him to rescue himself...

At this time, Wang Hong extended his arms and gently embraced her.

His arm, it's so warm, so powerful. His embrace was not wide, it was so generous, so steady, like a mountain, a mountain where she yearned for two lifetimes, her soul haunted, her spring girlfriend looked away, but she never dared to luxury herself with a blessed possession!

Chen Zheng grabbed the life-saving straw and hugged him like he had been searching for too long. She buried her face on his neck, feeling the warmth of his fresh breath, tears like rain, whimpering, “Wang Hong, Wang Hong, Wang Hong... ”

One voice after another, constantly.

Under the starlight, Wang Hing seemed to have been stuck by her call with too many emotions. For a while, he added a little strength to his arms, and he held her tighter.

Chen Rong wiped the tears on his face, wiped his soft lips between his necks, and rubbed his carotid artery from time to time in a whimper. She felt his pulse, felt his body temperature, and continued to call, "Wang Hong, Wang Hong, Wang Hong...” Go to the back, whimper a little less, turn quiet.

At this time, Wang Hong extended his arms.

He held her up.

This person, I can't see there is another force, hugging her is easy.

He held Chen Yong and took two steps forward, placing her gently on the carriage.

Just put Chen rong down, Chen rong stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve tightly. In the dark, she cried and muttered: “Don't go, don't go... Please.”

“I'm not leaving," in the dark, his voice was very gentle, his eyes, bright stars, with a light smile, he reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from Chen's face corner.

Long's hand moved down, deliberately and unintentionally, his fingertips hooked, crossed her lips, causing her to tremble for a moment, and he smiled: “How can I go here? ”

Chen Rongzhi's heart settled, and she slowly loosened her hand and grabbed his corner.

Wang Hong also boarded the carriage as Cissos roared.

As he got in the car, Chen Rong jumped again. She held his waist tightly and buried her face in his chest. Her arms locked so tightly that she was still afraid of him leaving.

Wang Hong held her up and placed her gently on his leg. Then, he leaned back lazily and leaned back a few times.

In a comfortable position to hold Chen Rong, Wang Hong's fingers were like a spring breeze. He brushed his cheeks and tears beside her nose. He lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Chen Yong answered, burying her face in his arms, muttering, “I won't be afraid if you come. ”

She held him by the waist and lay in his arms, feeling him warm and warm, lowly, saying: "Just now, I thought I was finished. ”

Wang Hong softly mumbled.

At this time, Chen's face seemed to have been opened. She continued, “There were nine thieves who stopped my carriage, which was stuck in the mud again and couldn't walk. I thought I was finished," Her voice was full of alarm.

Wang Hong reached out and caressed her hair gently. He lowered his comfort, "Hugh. ”

It's just a very simple move, it's just a very simple language, and Chen Yong's tone of alarm is reduced by half, and the whole thing is a little more stable.

She buried herself in his arms and muttered, “I killed one more! Wang Hong, I killed a man myself. When I whipped him down, his neck tube broke. His blood was pouring. A lot of it spilled on me. ”

She was dull and detailed about the process of killing herself.

Wang Hongwu fingered and combed her hair gently. Low, extremely gentle and gentle said: “Forget it, they are damned. ”

Likewise, in such a simple sentence, Chen Rong, once again excited, calmed down.

She held him tight and muttered, “It's good you're here. Qilong, I used to think that no one in the world really cared about me, liked me, cherished me... Chiro, you're here. It's good to see you. ”

Sound and emotion.

Under the starlight, Wang Hong lowered his head. He had abnormal clarity, star-like eyes, looked quietly at his eyes closed, appeared exhausted, and suddenly the whole person relaxed after his heart exchanged.

He looked at her, quietly at her...

At this moment, Chen Zheng, whose eyes couldn't open, suddenly shouted and said urgently: “Sang-hoo, Qilong, go save Sang-hoo! ”

Wang Hong stretched his hand to her hair and said low and shallow: “Go to sleep, he will be fine. ”

His tone, his voice, strangely silenced Chen Rong.

She closed her eyes and slowly, slightly snored.

She fell asleep relaxed.

Under the stars, the cold wind blew through the curtains, making a whimpering noise, surrounded by bugs, on the top of the mountain, and the roar of the beast.

It's none of their business.

Two people in a carriage, as if they were in the spring light. He held her, and she lay in his arms, snuggling, breathing...

I don't know how long it's been, but it looks like the stars in the sky are brighter and brighter. Chen Zheng, shrunk in Wang Hong's arms, suddenly suddenly suddenly suddenly moved. She sat down in a shout, staring at her eyes and shouting: “I don't want to die, I don't want to die... Sang-hoo! ”

She looked down.

She just glanced a few times and swept quietly at her Wang Hong.

Against the darkness, his clear eyes, Chen Yong relaxed. She snuck her face into his arms, closed her eyes again, turned her eyes, and the fine snoring sounded again.

Under the starlight, Wang Hong reached for her long hair.

Five fingers combed, brushing her long hair again and again, hand plugged her into her hair to remove such ornaments as golden toe shake.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Rong had long and messy hair, and Spring slept in his arms.

He lowered his head and looked at Chen, whose hair was covered in his chest, gently reaching out and touching her long eyelashes.

His fingers, like a spring breeze, his eyes, like a spring tan.

Chen Yong woke up in the sound of a bird.

In confusion, she slowly opened her eyes, and in that bright wave of eyes, the moment was a moment of confusion, a void.

One, two.

She blinked, her eyes clearer.

Slowly, she felt something unusual under her.

Chen Yong slowed his side head and looked at him.

She's got a beautiful face on top of her. This face was only a few inches from her, and the breath of exhalation sprayed on her face.

Suddenly, Chen Rong's little face turned red instantly.

She was anxious to get up straight.

As soon as you move, pull your hands and legs together. Turns out she hasn't changed her position all night.

Chen Yong bit his teeth, relaxed his hands and feet, and only dared to remove his face.

Once again, she sees a handsome man crushed by herself.

This man, with his eyes closed, breathing fine and sleeping perfectly. In the sun, he had a few drops of dew beads on his black, satin hair. He wanted to fall.

And by the way, on his beautiful, thin lips, on the slightly curly corners of his mouth, were also smudged, like tiny pearl-like dewballs, glittering on his nascent scum.

That's how he fell asleep, and he had a look. It's a pearl-like, moon-like look. It dyed his handsome face, dyed between his eyebrows, so that anyone could look at it and be deterred by the light, could not open their eyes, and could not even appreciate the outline of his five officials in detail.

Such a beautiful teenager, Fenghua Geshi, unrivalled.

Qilong of the Langhuan family, behave like a nobleman.

And this man, he'll be here in the middle of the night just to save her...

Chen Rong closed his eyes and snuggled into his arms again.

Unconsciously, her lips had drawn a bright smile.

It wasn't until this time that Chen Rong realized that he had already fallen in love with him, admired him, and was obsessed with him... Therefore, when she discovered that he had come, she could not ask her what she regarded as a relative, nor did she think that he had come alone. How did he know that she was hiding in this place? Who sent the message to him, and even asked about the invitation.

When I met him, she wasn't even sane, she was sober. She was just surprised by his salvation, just happy with his salvation, just completely relaxed, moved, rejoiced, and inclined...

When Chen Yong thought of these, the infinite joy, the full happiness, made him never experience the taste of two lovely faces. For the first time, he felt that the world was so wonderful... I wish time had stopped and she was dead!

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Rong suddenly thought, his hands and feet are numb. What about Wang Hong, who was suppressed by himself all night?

Think of it here, she's heartbroken. Reaching out quickly, he withstood the prick of the diamond core and slowly moved his body away.

Once she moved, she was powerless, and the whole person fell into the carriage. In the blink of an eye, she hit her shoulder heavily on the car, making a sound.

Suffering the pain, Chen Cheng raised his upper body and looked at Wang Hong reflexively. When I saw him, his eyes were still closed and he slept sweetly, his heart was loose: he finally didn't wake him up.

She bit her teeth and slowly walked off the carriage with her other arm. Her tender back neck and forehead all seeped cold sweat because of the pain.

She moved harder step by step.

Chen Yong's figure just left the mountains, and Wang Hong, who couldn't sleep, opened his eyes. He slightly sided his head and looked at Chen Yong moving slowly, then turned to her injured right shoulder.

When Chen Yong returned, he glanced at the figure of Snow in White. He was sitting on the wagon with the curtains lifted.

When he heard Chen Yong's footsteps, he raised his head and smiled shallow.

Instantly, the morning light is bright and the flowers are full!

Chen Rong smiled at him and unwittingly opened a brilliant smile. She looked at him shyly and obsessively, almost reflective, hiding behind her left hand with a string of mountain fruits.

She changed hands behind her back. She raised the mountain fruit with her injured right hand and laughed. "Look, I picked a bunch of mountain fruits. This is edible. It smells good. Want to try it? ”

Wang Hongshao smiled shallow. His eyes swept past one of the grapey mountain fruits, on which a few drops of fresh blood beads were splashed.

These mountain fruits, apparently just washed, one grain at a time, glow bright and clear in the morning light.

Wang Hong looked at Chen Yong, slowly, he reached out his right hand.

His hand stretched out slowly and gracefully, but his face was all over him, and he was found to be stiff.

Now she walked a few steps and said in a hurry: "Are your hands numb?” She slept on him, her hands and feet were numb for half a day, then he must have gotten worse.

As she said, she stretched out her unhurt left hand and tried to touch him, but her left hand just stretched out, and she thought of something, hurriedly switching her right hand out.

At this time, Wang Hong, who had been smiling lightly, reached out his right hand and slowly caressed her cheek.

He touched her eyebrows with his hands like a spring breeze.

Then he lowered his eyebrows and reached for his left hand.

He held her left hand in his palm.

Keep your head down and carefully wrap your palms around this little white, slippery hand, which is so beautiful and pink with a few small vortexes.

His eyes turned to her index finger.

There, an inch long mouth, torn open wounds, the blood had stopped.

He slowly lowered his head.

His thin lips were low and gently contained the injured index finger. Chen Zheng trembled when his warm lips touched the finger.

Wang Hong raised his head.

He held her fingers like this and looked up at her. In the morning light, his eyes were clear and high, but with a kind of melancholy that panicked Chen's heart.

Especially with his dewball hair dripping over his straight nostrils, there was a drop of dewball, and as he moved, it rolled down into his lips...

Suddenly, Chen Rong blushed.

She lowered her head, her eyes slightly raised, her vain band staring at him timidly, low, weakly said: "Don't do this. ”

Soft voice and soft feet.

The heartbeat is more like a drum.

Wang Hong moved his lips away from the good.

As his lips moved away, a strand of silver wire followed his fingertips, and in the sun, it connected her fingers, his lips, shining brightly in colour.

Chen Yong's legs are completely soft this time. She fell softly into his arms and mumbled, “No, come on... ”

She doesn't really know what she's talking about.

She just knew that Wang Hong was particularly tempting at the moment, especially making her blush and especially disturbing her. The disturbance was even so intense that she spurred a strange passion!

For two generations, Chen has been a virgin. All she knows is that she is unfamiliar at this moment. She seems to want him to do something. It is best to rub her into his body, and it is best to... She dared not think about it again.

Wang Hong extended his arm to hold her soft.

He lowered his head and looked gently at her, his mouth slightly widened, his shallow smile and asked with great concern: "Is Ayong ill? Why is your face so red and your body so hot? ”

At this moment, his eyes are so pure, so concerned!

Chen Yongzheng has always been a lady of the court, and no one has ever told her anything about her gender. At this time, she also knows why she is abnormal.

Now, she brushed her little face from the tip of her ear to the root of her neck.

She hurried back and pulled back. Then she turned around, turned her back to him, lowered her head, embarrassed, and said to herself, “Yes, yes, it was physical discomfort, possibly ill. ”

What she heard was a loud pour.

Chen Rongxue turned back.

What she saw was Wang Hong with a shallow smile, a luminous mix of dewy beads, and a clear crystal. He was lowering his head and elegantly filling both glasses with wine.

His moves, they're so elegant, his smile, they're so smug. This is a noble look with a golden horse's jade hall. It is an ignorant fireworks, high and elegant.

Chen Yong raised his face and looked at him obsessively and suddenly found that his heart was slowly sinking and sinking... And all of a sudden, she was thinking, "If there was a love in the world that would lower a woman to dust, it must have been that woman, in love with the man in front of her."

If falling in love with Valentine makes you feel desperate, falling in love with the man in front of you makes you feel utterly humble!

Slowly, Chan Yong lowered her eyes and slowly, she reached over her chest.

If falling in love with Valentine makes you feel desperate, falling in love with the man in front of you makes you feel utterly humble!

Slowly, Chan Yong lowered her eyes and slowly, she reached over her chest.

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Modified some unimportant word eyes.

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