"Unsteady on your feet?" Xingyue Liuli was stunned for a moment, "No?" Who do you listen to? ”

"What did you say?" Lin Yiqing replied without thinking, "Youyou said that you are sick and uncomfortable in the house...... As he spoke, he understood.

Xingyue Liuli also understood that it was Youyou who "lied about the military situation", and she was embarrassed, but she still felt very happy.

Lin Yiqing's concern for himself just now couldn't help but come from his heart.

"I'm fine, don't worry......" Xingyue Ruri said softly.

"Then why were you crying just now?" Lin Yiqing stretched out her hand and gently wiped the tears on her face.

He remembered that it was the first time he had seen her cry.

"My lord, tonight, but it's a golden night, why did you come here and care about the reason why I cried or not?" Xingyue Liuli saw Lin Yiqing's somewhat embarrassed outfit, and knew that he must have rushed here from the cave room in a hurry, so she was amused in her heart and couldn't help but tease him.

Lin Yiqing grinned a little ugly, of course he couldn't say it, Feng Xiaorong's physical strength was not good, and he had already fainted.

In fact, now he is in a state of not being able to go up or down, which can be said to be very uncomfortable.

"It's not good to care about you!" Lin Yiqing couldn't help but be a little surprised when she found that her speech today seemed to be a little different from the past.

"What do I have to care about, I'm not your woman." Xingyue Ruri herself didn't know how she could say such a sentence, she twisted her head to the side after she finished speaking, and stopped looking at him, but tears quietly welled up in her eyes again.

Lin Yiqing seemed to understand something when she heard her words full of grievance and anger. I couldn't help but feel a stir in my heart.

What do you mean?

Do you want to be my woman too?

He gently placed his hand on the shoulder of Xingyue Ruri. Xingyue Ruri shook her shoulders. It seemed to shake off her hand, but it didn't, and she stopped moving.

"Liuli ......" Lin Yiqing looked at her beautiful silhouette, and his heart was not extinguished, and the fire gradually ignited in his eyes.

But he is still a little unsure of what she means, and if he wants to do it, he is afraid that she will resist fiercely and he will not be able to bear it.

If you want to talk about martial arts. Xingyue Liuli is far above the Mochizuki sisters and Zhu Xueyan, if you really want to do it, you will have to shed your skin if you don't die.

"Are you mad at me?" Lin Yiqing opened his arms and hugged her gently, his movements were extremely gentle, trying to make her feel warm and intimate, reducing the possibility of her resistance.

Sure enough, she only struggled slightly, and did not move.

"Ruri, don't be angry. It's me who is not good, I have been ......" Lin Yiqing observed her face. Carefully worded, "all the time...... snubbed you...... "He was embarrassed to say that your martial arts are too strong, and it is too risky for me to fight you."

Xingyue Liuli listened to his gentle apology, and felt a heart melt in the warm ocean, she knew that he was holding herself, gently stroking her back, she felt shy, and wanted to get out of his embrace, but she could throw him on his heel with a single move, but she couldn't use her strength at all......

Lin Yiqing found that she had no intention of resisting, and her courage gradually grew. He hugged her tightly, and was surprised to find that her body was softer than he had imagined.

He gently kissed her earlobe and the back of her neck, and her body trembled slightly.

A thick palm rests on her chest, where it is gently massaged. Then his handsome face moved and pressed gently against her chest, feeling her heartbeat.

The palm of the hand slowly moved downward, rubbing gently over her lower abdomen (looking for the vest line?). ）。 Xingyue Liuli breathed a sigh of relief, and the depression in her heart slowly dissolved. Then he put his arms around her again, kissed her on the lips, and then licked the corners of her lips.

Lin Yiqing knew that the pressure of her heart knot had gradually dissipated. He reached out and untied her clothes, and under the light, her white body exuded a soft complexion, as smooth as white jade.

Lin Yiqing didn't remove all her clothes, but picked her up, and when Lin Yiqing was about to enter, Xingyue Liuli gently stretched out in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear it: "Lord, please have mercy on Liuli......"

Lin Yiqing kissed her lightly in reply, and he entered her from behind. Xingyue Liuli turned her face sideways, her silky long hair hanging down on the side of her neck, and she straightened her waist slightly, gently accommodating his incursion.

Lin Yiqing hugged Xingyue Liuli tightly, as if as soon as she let go, she would disappear. And at this moment, Xingyue Liuli was also feeling the incomparable comfort brought to her by his entry into her body, making her leave all her depression and unhappiness behind......

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Yiqing left the small tent of Xingyue Liuli, he was surprised to find that Youyou was still standing there.

"It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?" Lin Yiqing thought that the love between him and Xingyue Liuli just now might have been heard by this little ghost who lied about the military situation, and couldn't help but be embarrassed, and immediately asked.

"Uncle Lin, didn't you tell me to wait here?" The little girl stared at him with big shining eyes, puzzled.

"Hmm...... This one...... Did you hear anything just now? ”

"Are you talking? Then there was a strange voice, Uncle Lin, are you treating my mother? How's her illness? Okay? ”

"Hmm...... Yes, that's right, I'm treating your mother, she's fine. ”

"Really? Uncle Lin, what kind of illness does my mother have? ”

"Your mother has a 'heart disease', and I have been cured! Rest assured! ”

"What is 'heart disease'?"

“……”

Beijing City, Eastern Suburbs, Shunde Theater.

Sitting in the box on the second floor, Count Yanagihara Maemitsu, the Japanese minister to Qianguo, was watching the performance on the stage intently.

This is a place where people drink and gather, it is very bright, but on this day there is a thick cowhide curtain at the door, and it is still crowded with people in the dark, and the smell of hot sweat penetrates through the clothes and sticks to the body. At the innermost point there is a huge stage with a large brazier on each side, which brightly illuminates the stage.

"Oops, it's half done!" Someone shouted. Drill straight forward through the cracks in the human body. Holding a paper bag full of snacks in one hand. Tang Qian protected Ti Lan and could barely keep up with him.

On the stage, in the middle of the show, a brightly dressed woman was running around in a panic without knowing what she was holding in her arms, and three or five men dressed as soldiers were chasing after her, with a curled and vicious beard painted on her lips with oil paint. The woman was petite and had fast legs. The soldiers always bluffed a few steps behind, made murderous expressions, and went around a few more times, and some people below cheered, probably appreciating their hard work.

"Yanagihara-kun is so interested, he actually came here to watch the opera." A voice sounded behind Yanagihara Maemitsu, who heard his voice and didn't look back.

"Qianguo opera is an ancient art, very beautiful, I have been in Beijing for a long time. I liked it unconsciously. Yanagihara said quietly, "When it's okay." I'll come and have a look. ”

"Why don't you find a female companion to accompany you? There are a lot of beauties in Qianguo. The person who came sat down next to Yanagihara Maemitsu and said with a smile.

"I like to watch the theater alone." Yanagihara Maemitsu didn't like the other party's vulgar joke very much, and said coldly.

"Then it's a bad luck for me to be here today." The visitor was still laughing, and his eyes turned to the stage.

On the stage, the woman ran and looked back at the pursuers, her eyes were originally large and bright, and they were also painted in oil paint, as if she were an aborigine. Suddenly, she fell to the ground, and the things in her arms rolled out, and the stage was silent for a while, and she only heard a series of dull sounds of wooden objects hitting each other - it turned out that the female horn was rolling out of her arms a puppet, wrapped in a layer of coarse satin, which was swaddling, and the huge wooden head knocked on the stage floor, bouncing all the way over. The woman of the river cripped forward, making all sorts of expressions of distress and pain, and reached the doll, and the soldiers raised their iron-clad wooden knives behind them. The woman was very agile, rolled over, picked up the doll and rushed backstage, and the soldiers followed suit.

Next to the stage, the rough and lively long song lost no time in singing sharply, and the sound shook Liang Yu.

"You know what? Among the people below, there are ninjas. The man whispered.

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