Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

The wedding of Ningning and Pei Ji was chosen in the spring of the second year.

In the spring, the mysterious flowers, red willows, red willows, and peaches and plums contend for beauty, were blown by the wind, and rain of pink and white flowers fell. The gurgling water brought the blue waves, and the shadows of the mountains and forests and pavilions were reflected in the water, and the garden was full of amorous feelings.

Ningning didn't want to wear complicated wedding dresses, but Sister Zheng, Feiqing Qu and Lin Qian insisted repeatedly, just like playing a miracle Ning Ning, the day before the wedding, they took her to try the jewelry for a full six hours.

"Getting married is a big deal. Ningning looks so good, so she must dress up well."

Qu Feiqing painted her eyebrows and made a little bit of the nose of the girl in front of her: "If you go out beautifully, that kid Pei Ji will be happy too."

Hearing Pei Ji's name, Ningning pursed her lips and smiled a little shame.

She rarely puts on makeup, and now she has been carefully taken care of, showing a rare femininity in daily life.

The black hair rolls up a cloud bun, towering, and hanging lightly, the flower branches and green golden steps and the golden jade ornamental hairpins interact with each other, like clouds and beads.

Above the apricot eyes, the willow eyebrows are outlined in a cloud-like arc, and the cheeks are covered with Dan Zhu, which is thin and light, and the face is like a peach blossom. The lip color was rich and blush, as if someone had picked a Kodan flower and placed it gently on the girl's lips.

Ning Ning smiled at this moment, her thin lips curled out a shallow arc, and her cheeks were even more red. Zheng Weiqi looked at her and wanted to hug her for a while, but worried about her makeup, she had to stare at her sister without blinking. He sighed: "Ningning is such a small child, why did he get married? It's really cheap, Pei Ji, the appearance of Junior Sister, if I were a man, I would definitely come to grab the marriage."

Concubine Qu was disrespectful and told her quietly: "Ning Ning is not afraid, even if you are married and feel bored in the future, you can come to my Niguang Island, and I will teach it personally to ensure that happiness is like bliss."

Lin Qian had already figured out the temperament of the island owner. He was not surprised by the words, and immediately rushed to say: "You don't want to listen to her talk! How nice is that child Pei Ji, you live for you and die for you, you The two should get married, and they should get together for a hundred years!"

——When receiving the wedding invitation, not only she was crazy, but the elders who had been in front of the mysterious mirror were also crazy.

In any case, the young trail buddies they stand must not be demolished! Whoever wants to make trouble, Lin Qianbao must be the first to fight with him with a man of spirit beasts!

"The time is coming."

Concubine Qu snorted: "Go out."

Ningning nodded.

The wedding ceremony of a comprehensionist has never been concerned with all kinds of red tape. All the steps of the wedding process are to worship the heaven and the earth, entertain the guests and then send them into the bridal chamber.

The dark red on his body was generous and heavy, Ningning walked slowly, and as soon as he left the house, he saw a slender shadow.

Pei Ji was also dressed in red and stood in front of the door waiting for her.

He was born sharp and handsome, and for the first time he put on a dark red robe, and he was lined with white lips and red, showing a bright color that he would never have for no reason.

The moment he saw her, the young man's figure stagnated, and his eyes were filled with unbearable surprise and soft colors.

Pei Ji stretched out his hand, and Ning Ning put the palm of his hand on the back of his hand. The dreamlike ecstasy and trance in his heart kept surging, and it was only at this moment that he finally had the feeling of being alive.

This is not a dream.

Ningning really married him.

Hand in hand through the peach orchard and green forest of Huayu, and came to the main hall where the banquet was held.

The two of them traveled around this year and bought several houses long ago, but at the request of Tian Xianzi and the elders, the wedding was finally held in Xuanxu.

There were many guests attending the wedding, and none of the elders of the major sects were absent. Many friends of the two also came to the scene. Ning Ning was thin-skinned, and was coaxed by everyone rushing together, and soon her ears became red.

The strength in the palm of his hand tightened.

Pei Ji's voice was very low: "There is me."

It's because of him... that makes me even more embarrassed.

Ning Ning pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look at him. As expected, his mouth was calm, but his ears were also red.

Being embarrassed and shy by one person is tantamount to being executed in public; but if there are two blushing people, there will always be a companion anyway, so that she feels a little relieved and even wants to laugh a little.

"Well, is it real today? Pei Xiaoji actually married out?"

Cheng Ying was held in the other hand by him, and the spirit body rushed into the sword, like crazy: "I am so happy! I am worth it in my life!"

Pei Ji narrowed his eyebrows and pressed the hilt hard to signal it to be quieter.

During the banquet, the speculations were staggered. According to the process, it should be the groom leading the young wife to toast one by one.

"Good deed Pei Jinningning, you are married, and you are as happy to be a teacher as if you were married!"

Tian Xianzi was like an overjoyed old father, excited from ear to ear: "If I will be a bachelor for a lifetime in the future, that's okay! Happy! I'm married!"

Sword Master Zhenxiao glanced at him in horror, and pulled Tian Xianzi away: "Your master is too happy. You drank four barrels of daughter red alone. Now you should be drunk."

He Xiaochen chuckled and chuckled, clapping his hands while belching, "Get married and get married."

Ji Yun opened his eyes to show disgust, and tiptoed his head to the forehead of the famous Luming Mountain: "Ningning and Pei Ji ignore him, this man drank four and a half barrels."

After he said, he shouted, "Tian Xianzi He Xiaochen is drunk, he is coming soon!"

"These elders of the immortal gates, there is no way out of shape."

The beautiful-looking woman came forward with a light smile. It was Meng Tingzhou who had met in Luan City.

Song Xianning, who was next to her, chuckled, and his complexion was much more ruddy than when he first met Ningning: "Xianmen is like this, but it's much happier than the aristocratic family."

"The two of us were traveling in Chushan. Hearing the news of your marriage, it was too late to prepare what a precious gift."

Meng Tingzhou said: "You can only give the two novelties collected this year, and I hope you don't dislike it."

They were talking here, and there was a yelling conversation from a little girl not far away.

Also invited here was Lu Wanxing, whom they met in the desert. Lu Wanxing grew up in Tianhe and developed a wanton temperament, and happened to meet Qiao Yan of the Linghu family here.

The two girls were like-minded and of the same age. They met each other at the same time. Without a stick of incense, they chatted and tasted most of the sweet cake in the banquet.

"There is nothing interesting in the desert. If you want to be beautiful, you have to count the ones in the south—"

Lu Wanxing swallowed the mung bean cake in his mouth: "Qiao Yan, the tail behind you hasn't been shaken off yet."

Qiao Yan turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw the teenager hesitating behind her.

"Qiao Yan."

He was panicked by the look, his long eyelashes quivered, and quickly said with a serious face: "You eat too much sweets, you will have worm teeth."

Qiao Yan embraced her arms and glared at him, "So what?"

The fox's ears on the top of the teenager's head moved lightly: "The worm teeth will hurt."

"I love me, you can't control it!"

Qiao Yan was so angry.

Yan Qing finally got rid of the demonic energy in her body and turned into the same appearance as usual, but she never expected that this guy would still stay as before.

It doesn't matter that, it just doesn't mention liking her, serious and serious, obviously a fool.

"Master Yan Qing doesn't like sweet cakes?"

Lu Wanxing drank a little wine, and said leisurely: "It's a pity, Qiao Yan left a few favorite snacks along the way to bear without eating, saying that he wanted to let his childhood sweetheart taste it-oh, I'm afraid it is. I can't taste it, it's really sad."

Yan Qing's ears flicked again.

This is a symbol of happiness, and fox ears can never conceal emotions. He blushed because of this action, and whispered: "I...I like it, you give it to me."

Qiao Yan raised his chin: "Why, aren't you afraid of toothache from eating too much sweets?"

"...I am not afraid of pain."

The young fox who recovered from a serious illness had a very soft voice, with a touch of shame, and told her seriously: "I just don't want to see you hurt."

Wow.

Lu Wanxing covered her mouth with a bitter face. Before the two of them had worms, she already felt toothache.

May lovers in the world end up with tooth decay, the gods bless.

After careful cultivation, the spirit fox clan has now recovered more than half. Niang Qiao Yan temporarily serves as the patriarch, and cooperates with the elders to open the secret realm and expel the devilish energy. When the devilish energy gradually fades, he can reorganize his home.

"Xiaoyan has told me everything about the future of the dragon. Thank you for your help."

The dignified and elegant woman smiled demurely: "The grace of life-saving is unforgettable. All the members of the Linghu tribe have done their best to give small gifts. I also hope that the two old men with white heads, Qin Se and Ming.

"Everyone can be safe, we can rest assured."

Ning Ning didn't know what she thought of, but she caught a glimpse of two figures not far away, and she was curious: "Qiao Yan and Young Master Yan Qing--"

"The child Yan Qing has a restrained temperament, and wants to show his thoughts to Xiaoyan after he recovers from his illness."

Qin Niang said with a smile: "At that time, Miss Ningning will be able to see a different scene from the past when she comes to the Water Mirror Secret Realm again."

"I've collected the money, I've collected the money!"

Over there, the elders of Xianmen were sitting around a table, Lin Qian triumphantly, with necks raised high: "Pei Ji and Ning Ning's marriage date, the people who bet on the wrong hand will hand in the Lingshi!"

"hateful!"

Ji Yun was full of shame, Xiao Chuan couldn't hold so many spirit stones in his hand, and he held it tremblingly: "How can I lose!"

Elder Wan Jianzong looked at him faintly: "Head Ji, you and Island Master Qu are held on the second day of the Fa conference. Can you not lose?"

Jiu Yue and Jiu Ri recalled the Xuanxu brothers. Today, both of them are leeks who have lost their money.

Qu Feiqing raised her eyes to look up at the sky, tears faintly flashed under her eyes: "Isn't this a thought in my heart, I can't help it."

"I think we can take another gamble."

Zheng Weiqi chuckled, "For example, "What would be the name of Pei Ji Ning Ning's child?"

Meng Jue took a sip of wine leisurely, and Qiu Baishuang sat beside him.

The elder brother was taken in by his grandmother selling paintings in Luan City, and gradually got acquainted with the family of the family. Later, even after regaining consciousness, he often ran to his grandmother's house.

This person has always been afraid of things, and this time he took the initiative to help Luancheng rebuild the slums and build a courtyard for the homeless children.

Meng Jue answered the first one: "Pei Qi'an."

"Pei Qi'an, Pei Qi'an, reading together, isn't it ‘losing money’?"

Su Qinghan glanced at him: "It's better to call Pei Ben'er and be down-to-earth."

Xu Ye was trembling when she heard it, lest the elder sister would name their children in the future, called "Xu Xurusheng" or "Make a Wish".

"I, I, I! I thought about it!"

He Zhizhou raised his hand excitedly: "How nice'Pei Gen' sounds!"

Thinking of the bacon pizza that everyone had eaten in the 21st century, He Zhizhou and the little white dragon beside him were all yearning, and uttered "oh-hu" together.

Wen Hemian took a sip of the aging wine, because he was a little drunk and couldn't hear them clearly, he let out a long sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The disciples have such a harmonious atmosphere, they are worthy of being the next wave of the next generation, and this world of comprehension is bound to flourish.

After several days of recuperation, Elder Xing finally recovered the sea of ​​consciousness and restored his former spiritual power. He was overwhelmed with alcohol, and after a while he got up and left the table, trying to sober up in a quiet place.

Unexpectedly, I didn't go far, and just walked to the wall next to Taolin, and suddenly I heard a male voice on the other side of the high wall.

It was the voice of Young City Lord Jialan, which was so heavy that it was inexplicably wronged: "You have been talking to Meng Jue, and you ignore me."

The air was stagnant for a moment.

Zheng Weiqi smiled and joked, "Why, Young City Lord is jealous?"

"Eat—how could I be jealous!"

City Lord Jiang Shao said viciously: "Woman, you angered me, and I want to punish you."

Wen Hemian thought he was so fierce and terrifying, like a fierce beast, but Zheng Weiqi was silent for a moment.

Zheng Weiqi: "Oh."

The man sneered, his voice so hoarse that it was almost ambiguous: "You are destined to... be eaten by me."

This awkward line fell, and soon there was a muffled noise, and something slammed against the wall.

Immediately after the wall swayed, there was an even more violent sound——

Ever since the textbook became popular, too many disciples were holding on to that wall to confess or kiss. Under the condensed spiritual power, they were pushed like this by Jiang Si, and they fell down uncontrollably!

What did the wall do wrong, and what did Wen Hemian do wrong.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Young City Lord standing on the wall, biting the white flesh of Zheng Weiqi’s cheeks in his mouth, and his face was full of disbelief, shame, anger, and heartbreak, and appeared inexplicably beside the wall. On one side, the elder star stared at each other.

Wen Hemian made a decision and slipped away.

Zheng Weiqi:...

Zheng Weiqi: "Is this what you said "eat me"?"

Jiang Si held her face, dare not bite or move.

The male protagonist in the script loves to say this sentence, and every time he says it, the female protagonist will flush with shame.

He had long wanted to follow suit, but every time this line was finished, he would come to the second day's transition, making him confused and wondering what was skipped in the middle.

Jiang Si thought before and after that, he thought it should be eating lips, commonly known as kissing.

He had never done such a thing, embarrassed and confused, somehow he bit Zheng Weiqi's face in one bite, as if he was eating a white jade ball.

The nun who was close at hand snorted.

Before he could react, Zheng Weiqi broke free. But she didn't back away, but raised her head, grabbed his shirt and pulled it down.

Her eyes burned, Jiang Si was so distraught as she was seen, and she couldn't say a word of the lines that she had prepared for her. She stubbornly blushed and whispered: "What are you going to do? You got my man , I can't get my heart-I'm a serious person!"

Bah! His lines shouldn't be like this!

"Young City Lord,'Eat' is not like this."

She raised her eyebrows and curled her lips, and the corners of her mouth were red like poison: "...You can learn well, I will teach you."

When forced to bow his head, Jiang Si's brain went blank.

The nose and lips are full of peach and wine aromas.

*

When the guests were gone after nightfall, Ning Ning and Pei Ji returned to the room.

I didn't feel that I was getting along with everyone before, but now that they are the only ones left, it is inevitable that they will feel a bit ambiguous and embarrassed.

Although they are unemployed, they are not children who don't know anything, knowing what should happen next.

"you……"

"I……"

In the silence, two voices sounded at the same time, and Pei Ji only had to look at her and her ears were red: "Say."

"Our clothes—"

Ning Ning always felt embarrassed when he was asked these words directly, and the volume gradually decreased: "Just... take it off?"

No, it's an idiot question.

Ning Ning regretted not making it at the beginning, and just wanted to swallow this sentence back into his stomach, and then slammed his head.

Pei Ji was stunned when she heard the words, and her figure stopped.

The tension in her eyes couldn't be more obvious. He knew that Ning Ning was flustered and confused, so he replied in a deep voice, "I will help you."

As if she did not expect this answer, the little girl opened her eyes in surprise, but sat on the edge of the bed obediently, took off the jewelry between her hair, kicked off her shoes and socks, and raised her eyes to face him.

This is a waiting posture.

When Pei Ji approached step by step, the sound of footsteps seemed to hit her heart heavily.

Youye was cold, and the young man's slender fingers fell on the front of the dress.

The wedding dress was dark red, auspicious clouds were surging, and his complexion was unignorable cold white, and every trace of his movement was exceptionally clear.

After the purification was finished, the vermilion pink white between the eyebrows disappeared silently.

She washed carefully before the ceremony, and the banquet was full of floral and wine scent. Now several sweet scents are entwined with each other, and the fragrance in the room is dazzling.

Pei Ji's movements were jerky, but fortunately he was patient enough.

When meeting for the first time, Ningning would never have imagined that this young sword cultivator who had always been cold and indifferent one day leaned over and took off her wedding dress with the hand holding the sword little by little.

The dark red layer fell, revealing the innermost snow-white blouse. Because of Pei Ji's previous movement, the front flap fell slightly.

One side of the thin bone was exposed to candlelight, and it quietly rose and fell with her long breath. The smooth and slender lines run from the neck to the shoulders, and further down, you can see the arc under the white clothes.

His eyes seemed to touch the fire, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

"I--"

Pei Ji breathed abruptly, retracted his hands arbitrarily, and slapped down his clothes indiscriminately: "I'll come first."

The shyness and hesitation in Ning Ning's heart was all because of his movement disappeared without a trace, and he didn't hold back for a while, chuckled.

"Sit here."

She felt a little teasing, patted the bed next to her, and smiled at Pei Ji: "I will help you."

A few simple words, like a vine that grows quietly, bound him in an instant, willingly stepping forward following her wishes.

The number of people sitting on the edge of the bed has changed from one to two.

The wedding gown was complicated and cumbersome. Ning Ning didn't know much about men's clothing, but now even more confused, she frowned silently.

Pei Ji looked down at her movement, raised her hand for a while, and covered the back of Ningning's hand, leading her to untie it step by step: "This way."

He didn't realize that his voice was so dumb until he spoke.

The clothes were washed away layer by layer, and Ning Ning's fingertips touched the thinnest underwear.

Pei Ji's long eyelashes were drooping, her face could not be turbulent, but her ears became more and more red, and she used her hands to continue to guide her down.

The shirt dropped, revealing a long neck and broad shoulders.

It was not the first time Ningning saw his upper body.

The body belonging to Jianxiu is tall and strong, with tight muscles on the chest, abdomen and forearms, while Pei Ji himself is thin and thin. Under the two opposing sides, the physique is just between a boy and a man, slender and beautiful. .

The candlelight dangled, illuminating his deep and shallow, gully scars.

He grew up and seemed to be hurting all the time.

Ning Ning felt sore in her heart, and gently stroked the long marks on his chest with her fingertips, causing Pei Ji's breath to be messed up, and there was a bit of sadness in her voice: "...not good-looking."

"How ugly."

The fingers slid upwards, passing the raised apple knot, which evoked his chin. Her face was crossed with her thumb, Pei Ji lowered her eyes, and listened to her slowly: "If my husband is not good-looking, who else can be called ‘beautiful’ in the world?"

The "husband" was like a fire, falling in his ears, scorching hot. The warmth gathered from the auricle and spread down to the whole body, making him unable to stop the focus.

And Ningning's right hand, which was gradually downward, was getting closer and closer to the heat wave.

Pei Ji subconsciously pressed the sheets tightly.

Ningning wanted to use force but didn't dare to use force. She didn't know where she should fall, so she had to stare at her wrist, "Then, then I will continue--"

The rest of the words were choked in his throat.

Suddenly his body was beaten up and hugged, placed between the big red quilt, Pei Ji stepped onto the bed and bullied herself down.

His long hair fell softly, covering a large area of ​​rich shadow, Ningning heard him say: "I'm coming."

It's impossible for a girl to take the initiative in this kind of thing.

Jianxiu's finger joints are distinct, with thick cocoons and scars formed by years of practicing swords, and the fingertips pass through the delicate skin, giving birth to a rough and numb itching out of thin air.

Rubbing the fingertips, the white shirt slipped away.

The shell of a litchi was peeled off, revealing the white flesh inside. What came into my sight was the round white lines at first, as if they were plated with pearl-like color, because of his unwarranted movements, there were a few more strands of pink.

With his right hand cruising around, the lost traveler came to the rolling hills. The hills bulged out with a smooth arc like a full moon, and Pei Ji didn't dare to exert any force and moved down lightly.

The moonlight is white and the candlelight is orange and red, and the two reflect each other, so that there is nowhere to hide all the secrets.

Ningning felt his gaze, her cheeks hot, and she tilted her head away from her gaze.

Suddenly a sword tactic flashed by, and the sword wind blew out the pulsating candlelight. In the darkness that suddenly fell, Pei Ji leaned over and kissed her.

His fingers are hot, and his lips are hot.

The thin lips rolled very softly, the tip of her tongue was warm, and she touched the corners of her mouth, lips, tongue and mouth a little bit, leaving only greasy water stains in the senses.

This kiss was to distract her.

When Ningning came back to her senses, there was no cover between each other, and looking down, she could see a huge shadow rising up scorchingly.

She was taken aback and almost raised her hand to cover her hot face.

"Ningning."

His black eyes were deep, and he seemed to be a little lost. Under the white moon, Pei Ji's face was flushed with blood.

But he was still guiding awkwardly, and mutely said to her: "It will hurt."

Ningning was speechless and could only nod her head.

As a result, the blazing black shadow gradually sank, quietly approaching the hidden corner.

Ningning felt a little hot and numb.

Pei Ji moved forward silently, and the petals growing in the gorge were layered on top of each other, soaked in water mist. The external force was extremely gentle, and it quietly penetrated between the flowers, causing the branches and leaves to tremble.

A drop of dew fell from the stamens, and then the wind and rain were violent, dripping more fragrant raindrops.

Ningning held his breath, not letting herself whisper.

Late at night, the spring tide of the canyon brings rain, winds through the water, and the winding path leads to the secluded place, bringing a rippling boat.

The canyon is extremely deep and narrow. The cliff walls on both sides are stacked thousands of times and heavily wrapped, showing dark and moist patterns, and the cage is full of dark colors.

The spring water was dark, the evening breeze was violent, and the ship moved slowly in the darkness, getting deeper and deeper.

The undercurrent surging under the boat, the sound of water gurgling, and the same gurgling where the two meet.

When the wind blows open the window, the crescent is curved outside the window, and the girl's white toes are also curved.

Ning Ning didn't even have the energy to speak, and between her thin lips, she only made a low low breath.

It is such a timid tone, like pollen scattered in the quiet spring night, sweet and greasy, leisurely immersed in the limbs, which is the most itchy.

Pei Ji's pupil is dim, quietly looking down at her.

The messy black hair pressed against his thin and pale cheeks, like a water snake dormant in the dark. The eyes that were so close at hand showed a sense of distraction, like a swamp covered with water mist, trying to swallow her completely.

The expression in his eyes seemed to bring heat, and he could see Ningning's heart beating like a drum, only to feel the hot air rising up, not to mention they still—

She couldn't think about it anymore, and she took a breath again.

"... Pei Ji."

When she inhaled, she raised her hand to hide her embarrassed expression: "Don't... look at me."

He didn't follow this sentence, he still looked at her firmly, and said in a daze, "You call me more by my name, okay?"

This voice was dumb and faint, but also naive Akagi, with a nostalgic yearning, like a kitten wishing the owner to embrace.

How could Ningning refuse, feeling softened, and calling him tremblingly: "Pei Ji."

Pei Ji seemed to smile, and kissed her neck: "Yeah."

His neck was dyed with light pink, and dark green blood vessels faintly appeared, and his lips held the white flesh, which in turn outlined the blue and gray veins and bones.

Ningning's brain was blank.

The wind and rain were fierce, and the heavy rain almost swallowed the ship, but the hull standing like a sword was like a broken bamboo, moving slowly in the wind.

The voices of Ying Jiao on both sides of the strait rose up, hiding in the fragrant night, lightly and quickly, the sound hit the water surface, causing ripples.

Ningning's voice was broken into several fragments, and she bit her lower lip occasionally, took a deep breath and then called him: "Pei..."

A wave hit, Ying Que was shot down by the wind and rain, and wailed like a dying.

The figure of the young man who was close at hand paused, listening to her crying, like a small beast whimpering, and faintly pronounced his name: "...Pei Ji."

This sound made his heart quick to hear.

"Does it hurt?"

He kissed her awkwardly, his tone of pity and confusion was obvious, and he wanted to step back: "I--"

However, before he had time to move, he covered his back with a pair of soft hands.

Ningning fumbled and touched him in the dark, pressing her palm subconsciously to prevent him from retreating.

Pei Ji was very hot, like a tight soldering iron.

She was almost ashamed, but she had to shake her head crimson, and told him with a trembling voice: "...Continue."

In the quiet spring night, the temperature of Pei Ji's body rose suddenly.

It was so hot that it was about to melt his pupils.

A few scattered apricot blossoms floated outside the window, and the ship got the permission and moved on.

The waves are getting stronger and stronger, the gorge is getting narrower and narrower, and the boat is intermittently blown back by the wind, swaying and swaying waves, after a short pause, and then breaking the wind suddenly.

There was the sound of water flowing everywhere, and the smell of river water was permeated in the spring night. The ying bird couldn't bear such violent wind and waves, and once again let out a faint cry.

In the spring night, there is smoke, and there is a tangled mist in the mist.

"Ningning."

Pei Ji was calling her name again, and her voice was so dumb.

Thin lips swept across the neck, and the strength gradually increased, like intimacy and plunder.

Ningning heard him murmur: "I like you."

In this matter, Pei Ji has always been like a child, as if she couldn't say enough, and would rather tell her every day.

Now I heard her ears are crisp and her whole body is hot.

"I am... very happy to be married to you."

The boat is cruising, passing by the reflection of the clear moon on the horizon. When the boater looked down at the full moon, he saw the water wave shaking and faint ripples.

Pei Ji raised his eyes to look at her, the red tide on her face couldn't be more obvious, and her throat moved lightly: "Can you?"

Ningning turned his head to avoid looking at him, and nodded very slightly.

After a short pause, the boater leaned down and kissed the shadow of the moon in the water.

The moon shadow was round and shiny, and when it was touched lightly, it shook with the water. The river was actually warm and hot, very soft, and seemed to hide an endless vortex, to swallow him in it.

Zhou Ji moved again, and the tide retreated quickly to make way for it.

The water flow that was born in the valley has always been soothing. I have never experienced this kind of action. I was at a loss for a while, and was hit by the surging waves inside and out.

"you……"

Ningning was so ashamed that she said like a mosquito: "Where did you learn this..."

Halfway through speaking, she lost strength and bit her lower lip.

"Speaking of the notebook--"

Pei Ji lightly inhaled, and his eyes were unexpectedly soft and obedient: "Speaking of the script, this will make you less uncomfortable."

Ning Ning has seen many appearances of Pei Ji, cold, fierce, smiling, shy and blushing, but he has never seen him like this.

There was water mist in his eyes, like honey, the blush at the end of the eyes spread to the entire eye socket, and even the back was shaking, and he was too nervous to look at her eyes.

He said, pursing his lips, and then hesitated to say, "Am I doing a bad job?"

Pei Ji had never had this kind of experience. Not long before his marriage, several senior brothers and sisters had shown him some storybooks.

He studied very seriously and didn't want to make her suffer because of himself.

However, as soon as I saw Ningning, all the words and pictures in his mind disappeared, and all actions were based on instinct.

There was still heat in her chest, Ning Ning didn't even dare to breathe hard, she just wanted to knock him on the head and say "stupid".

Whenever, Pei Ji would always ask her blushing questions seriously.

Is it because she wants to comfort him, and she has to go back to the last sentence, "You did a great job, I like it very much"?

Ningning:...

Ningning: "It's okay, it's pretty good."

She was really ashamed to death by admitting this kind of thing herself.

Then the long kiss fell again, and the full moon was lingering, and red marks were burned.

White waves flew above the canyon, and the moon shadow was shattered into a few trembling pieces of white. As it continued to advance and retreat, the boat finally reached the deepest point.

Pei Ji's muscles were tense and shuddering, only to feel that the bone head was being burned.

Such a scene would only appear in his unspeakable dream.

The girl in her heart was willing to accept him. In the dark red everywhere, Ning Ning felt happy with his kisses, her black hair was scattered, her pupils were dark and shiny, like a tide rising in a moonlit night.

She was incredibly soft, reminding Pei Ji of the clouds that wandered comfortably in spring, and it would melt away softly with the touch of it, containing all his hot, sharp edges and corners.

Yuehua was quiet, and all the muffled sounds blended with each other.

The girl’s long hair poured out, she was pressed under the surging red waves, Jian Xiu’s broad spine covered the black shadow, Pei Ji jerky call her: "...Madam."

He loves this name so much, he lowers his eyes and smiles, his eyes are shining, and he murmurs tirelessly between kissing her: "I like you."

Teng Teng heat waves continue to hit. Unfamiliar and turbulent feelings came over and over again, and the night wind blew in front of her, bringing a completely different feeling of coldness.

A hot and a cold, the two intersect each other, the canyon's wind is violent, and in the bright moonlight, stormy waves and waves are finally surging.

Zhou Ji was completely swallowed by the wave, and Pei Ji's back became stiff, and his cheeks became deeper and deeper.

He said almost helplessly: "Ningning, I..."

Ningning covered her face with her hands.

Yingque couldn't bear the scorching temperature, and even her feathers were trembling slightly.

In the middle of the night, everything disappeared.

When the rain and wind in the gorge stopped, Zhou Ji left, and Pei Ji lowered his eyes to see the quiet and secluded forest stained with red stains.

He was embarrassed, and his guilt was even thicker. He stretched out his hand like a devil, trying to cleanse all the dirt.

Ningning noticed his movements, endured the pain and avoided: "...Don't."

Pei Ji raised her long eyelashes and looked at the messy little girl.

The bed was gloomy red, but she was flawless white. The black hair is hanging down, and when you look closely, you can see the shocking red scars under the winding green silk.

Pei Ji's eyes swayed slightly, and she lay down carefully, covering her with a quilt.

Ningning's face was redder than those marks, and with a slight movement, her body rushed into his arms.

The soft, docile touch can make him beaten by just a few moments.

The indescribable fire still lingers in his heart. He is full of love and yearning for catharsis, but he can't let it go.

Seeing Ning Ning's frowning eyebrows, Pei Ji was reluctant to make her hurt.

She must have felt the hot fire and looked up at him questioningly.

It was clearly water-like eyes, but it made the flames get hotter and hotter.

"……It's ok."

His voice was too dumb: "Don't be afraid, soon—"

The rest of Pei Ji's words have not yet been spoken, and they all turned into a muffled hum.

Ningning suddenly kissed his Adam's apple, and at the same time, her knees moved forward, probing with her legs.

After the tide has not receded, all the senses are so keen.

Her touch stopped briefly, but she couldn't go back. Pei Ji couldn't stop trembling, and the mist in her black eyes was thicker, and she panicked and said, "Ningning."

"You don't have to worry about me."

She bit the bone lightly with her teeth, and her voice was like a cat whispering: "I'm not afraid, and...it's not uncomfortable."

She always accommodated him in this way.

There is no one in this world who can treat him better than the girl in his arms.

Pei Ji loves her deeply uncontrollably.

"Not tonight."

Rough and slender hands touched her back, Pei Ji greedily grabbed the sweet and warm gardenia scent in the air, and the ending smiled with a small smile: "Ningning, the future will be long."

The future is long.

In the future, they still have a lot of time that only belongs to two people.

The heat on Pei Ji's body spread to her face, and Ning Ning sullenly responded "Um."

The spring night is silent, and the wind is calm and the water rests.

Ningning closed his eyes in his arms, and said to him tiredly: "Good night... Pei Ji."

Someone kissed the forehead.

This kiss is not at all lustful, like a shy spring rain, Pei Ji's voice is wrapped in the evening breeze, and she is infinitely nostalgic and tells her: "Ningning, good night."

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