Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The night temperature in the desert dropped very quickly, and so did the water temperature. Yan Qi carefully leaned Ling Qingyu against the edge of the pit, letting her lie down on the rocks beside the pit, jumped out of the pit, and burned the bonfire red. He took the stone and carefully put it into the water from the other side, letting the water temperature rise again.

The cool breeze suddenly picked up, causing the river water to ripple, giving it a slightly chilly feel.

When the soak was almost done, Yan Qi jumped out of the water with Ling Qingyu in his arms, wrapped her in a blanket, walked a few steps quickly, bent down and entered the tent, and placed her in the warm quilt.

This was what he was reminded of when he heard the boss say that Ye Po had bought a quilt when he was shopping. Now it seemed that it was warmer than a sleeping bag.

And...it's easy to do...

Ben was stimulated by Ye Po, and when he thought of that long-ago past, Yan Qi's heart... was about to move...

Ling Qingyu woke up from hunger in the middle of the night. Although he was full from the pancakes he ate in the car for lunch, the intense exercise in the afternoon consumed all the pancakes. His body was so tired that he didn't want to sleep first. Once he fell asleep, After replenishing the tiredness of the body, the stomach immediately rebelled.

What's more, there is still that alluring fragrance wafting in.

A thin cashmere gown was placed next to the quilt. Ling Qingyu put the gown on her body. The gown reached below her knees. It was loose and warm. It was suitable for such times. After rolling up her sleeves, Ling Qingyu got out of the tent.

The desert was already empty, but at this time, the night was dark, and it looked even more boundless under the faint moonlight. It was completely quiet, except for the crackling sound of the bonfire.

There was also the tune humming from the mouth of the man who was sitting by the campfire, grilling cakes and meat, licking his seductive and seductive body.

His posture is elegant, and the curves of his bulging muscles when exerting force are full of wildness. The jumping firelight reflects his clear and elegant face, and the curves of his facial features also change in the shadow, sometimes beautiful and sometimes charming. For a moment, he looked strong and wild.

Yan Qi is beautiful. When we first met, she was still more beautiful than a woman. As she got older, her beauty would often be enchanting, making men unable to help but fall in love with her. Tempting, but no matter his temperament or his behavior, he is a tough-blooded man at heart.

In the flames of the campfire blown by the wind, two completely opposite styles blended harmoniously on him, leaving Ling Qingyu standing in front of the tent dumbfounded for a moment.

You idiot, aren't you hungry? After humming the tune, Yan Qi raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes seemed to reflect the sea of ​​stars, and said with a slight smile.

That chuckle seemed to break the water that trapped her, and the playful smile in the rippling eyes made her come back to her senses, folded her arms, and Ling Qingyu said covertly: It's so cold, why are you so cold? No clothes on.

Yan Qi patted the stone beside him and said, Is it cold? I still feel so hot. He couldn't do anything while holding you, because he was suffocating his inner fire.

Ling Qingyu walked to him with bare feet. Before she could sit down, he hugged her waist and placed her on his lap. He reached out to rub her feet and said, Didn't I prepare socks for you?

There seemed to be a pair of shoes and socks (thick socks that could be worn as soft-soled shoes) next to it. Ling Qingyu was embarrassed to say that he was so attracted by the scent that he didn't notice it at all. He looked around and changed the subject: This, you... If someone sees this...

Don't worry, it's empty here. If there's any movement, I can detect it from a thousand meters away. Yan Qi pursed her lips and smiled, then warmed her feet and hugged her tiredly in his arms. He reached out and tore the hot cakes. Put a piece of it to her mouth, wait for her to bite it in, then tear off a piece of meat and give it to her, then pick up the water bottle next to her and feed her a mouthful.

The juice entered his mouth, leaving a sweet and mellow aftertaste. After wiping the remaining bright red wine on his lower lips, Ling Qingyu looked at the bright red wine in the beer bottle, and then looked at the other person whose expression remained unchanged. Yan Qi tore a piece of cake for her and opened her mouth silently. After being fed three rounds of cake, meat and wine, she couldn't help but said: This tastes really good, where did it come from?

Beer bottles and wine... shouldn't they be wine in luminous cups?

Lao Wu from the base brewed it himself. Does it taste good? I stole a few bottles. Yan Qi tilted his body proudly, revealing several beer bottles placed aside.

Lao Wu? Ling Qingyu reached out and picked up the bottle without him feeding it. After taking the meat he handed over, he took a sip himself, narrowed his eyes and blinked his mouth in contentment, and said: This taste is no worse than the ones costing several thousand yuan!

Well, the fire-headed soldier in the base has been here for some years. He grows some grapes himself. He doesn't produce much every year, so I take out half of it. He looked at her with a smile and still controlled his sips. As the taste came out, she unconsciously drank more and more. Yan Qi handed her cakes and meat in a timely manner.

Before arriving at the base, he really didn't know that the combination of meat, bread and wine here was so harmonious and delicious. After tasting it, he thought of a way to bring several bottles to Lao Wu, thinking of giving her a taste.

When Su Yuzhu entertained guests at the Ya Club that day, he served red wine that he brought from France. At that time, he proudly said that the extremely expensive wines that Ling Qingyu drank in China were not actually good wines in the true sense. He also said that he There are several wineries, and when Ling Qingyu goes to France, he will take her to live there for a while. At that time, he was very frustrated.

It tastes good. I asked Lao Wu about the brewing method. Then I will also buy a vineyard to make good wine for you. He opened another bottle and handed it to her. Yan Qi smiled innocently.

After burping, Ling Qingyu leaned against his warm chest, looked at the sky full of stars and said, Wine depends on who you drink it with. With my Yan Qi, it's white water. It's also delicious... Being seduced by your beautiful naked body, even without wine, my moral integrity is almost gone...

Eat some more? Yan Qi heated up another flavor of cake, tore a piece off and gave it to her, saying.

It's enough. Ling Qingyu shook his head, patted his bulging belly, and said with a lazy tone in his voice.

After rubbing her belly, Yan Qi still insisted on stuffing the piece of cake into her. Eat until she has enough to gain strength later!

His hands were slender, slender and white, and his well-jointed fingers were as clear as fine white jade. However, there were thick calluses on his palms and fingertips, and now those calluses were even more rough.

Picking up Yan Qi's hand and carefully rubbing the marks left by holding the gun on the palm, Ling Qingyu said heartbrokenly: Actually, it doesn't have to be this hard. The words are hers, and her determination is hers. It was wet, but when she saw Ye Po and the marks on his body, the sun-red skin and the dark circles under his eyes that looked like they hadn't rested for many days, her heart ached a little bit.

It's okay. Compared to when we were in the Red Mansion, this place can be considered a paradise. Yan Qi smiled softly, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, sucked away the remaining wine on her lips, and said, That's it. It’s a beautiful night, drink more~”