Zhu Xian Qi Yuan gl

Southern Xinjiang＾Nameless River Valley

The shadows of the trees are whirling, the stream is flowing, and on the quiet shore, a small brown-white beast has its hair erected, its fluffy white tail is raised in the air, bent like a knife, and its small body attracts the eyes of two beautiful women .

Yan Hong thought it was good for the little raccoon to hide in the dark, never thought that it would come out with Jin Ping'er's soft words, but Jin Ping'er looked at the little beast in the field with a half-smile.

Little Lidou's big eyes stared at the goose-yellow figure who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, grinning his teeth, and whining softly at Jin Ping'er, with his back to Yan Hong, looking like a protector, but the sharp nails between his claws were never seen before. exposed.

"Hey ~ woo ~" the little raccoon growled, and Jin Ping'er gave a low laugh, Jin Ping'er smiled, and hooked his fingers at the angry little guy.

Yan Hong was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes turned cold, and she thought to herself that this witch would even seduce a little raccoon!While observing silently, my mind turned straight.

The little raccoon snorted, moved slightly, and then set up its furry front legs. There were thick pink pads on the palms of its small front paws. It swung its front paws a few times, viciously Scratching his little head, holding his head, buried it on the ground, humming.

Is the little guy lying on the ground with his little butt up and his head in his hands repenting, or struggling?

Yan Hong was very surprised, and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Little raccoon?"

"Squeak~woo!" Hearing Yanhong's voice, the little raccoon's hair trembled, drooped down, and screamed, digging the loess with all four limbs, got up in a panic, turned around and ran into Yanhong's arms, covering it with his long tail I don't dare to look at Jin Ping'er, let alone Yanhong.

"Hahaha." Jin Ping'er laughed out loud now, the crisp laughter echoed in the river valley, she was really happy, that little guy is so cute!

"Woo, woo." The little raccoon uttered two short low groans in Yanhong's arms, and even retracted its cute ears that were exposed outside into the big white tail.

Yan Hong's eyes were filled with deep doubts. The little raccoon's reaction was too strange, as if he didn't dare to face Jin Ping'er again. The little raccoon was psychic, and Yan Hong suddenly remembered that Jin Ping'er pretended to be able to hide from people's eyes, but she might Little raccoon can't hide it from her nose, and the reactions of Jin Ping'er and Xiao raccoon at this moment seem to be telling what happened to Jin Ping'er and Xiao raccoon.

"Jin Ping'er, what have you done to the little raccoon!" Yan Hong asked sharply, the little raccoon is everyone's favorite, this witch has a vicious mind, and she doesn't know what kind of torture the little raccoon has suffered.

Jin Ping'er was taken aback by Yan Hong's angry look, then she turned her eyes to the little guy who sneaked over, and snorted softly: "It's clear that that little guy did something to me."

The little raccoon let out a 'woo' again, and buried it in Yan Hong's arms. Yan Hong was taken aback when she heard the words, but Jin Ping'er spoke slowly...

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It turns out that Jin Ping'er was pretending to be Yan Hong, and by virtue of Fenxiang Valley's many affairs, she hid it from everyone's eyes, and was still detected by the little raccoon, and Jin Ping'er would be exposed, but the reason is that the little raccoon smelled that Yan Hong was a person in disguise It was the time when Jin Ping'er was taking a bath.

That day, Yanhong's room was full of steam, and I don't know what Jin Ping'er put in the bathtub. There was light powder smoke from the bucket, and the whole room could not be seen.

Jin Ping'er had just taken off her clothes and before she stepped into the wooden barrel, there was a soft sound from the window, and a vague shadow in the mist rushed towards Jin Ping'er, lightning-like, even a person with Jin Ping'er's level of cultivation could not react , I felt a pain in my chest, and a warm and wet touch, followed by another 'plop'.

Looking down, there is a shallow tooth mark and a faint water mark on the white chest, and the culprit who hit her chest is already struggling in the wooden barrel. I have never been taken advantage of so much, put on a tulle, closed the window with a wave of my sleeves, watched the cute little thing splashing in the water with cold eyes, and couldn't help but pick it up when it was already bubbling, Put it on the table.

There is Acacia powder in the water, which is used to cultivate the heart-charming technique. It can aphrodisiac, but it is even more poisonous. Once the dose is heavy, the tendons and veins will burst, and the seven orifices will bleed to death. Small things like water are not necessarily so.

The little guy was lying there dying in distress, with a pink bubble popping out of his cute nose, Jin Ping'er was so angry and funny, he couldn't bear such a cute little beast to die like this, bit his finger, and used The blood essence saved the poisoned little thing.

Jin Ping'er's essence and blood can resolve the incurable acacia. A small beast of this size only needs the blood of a small wine cup, fed three times a day, and can be rescued after seven consecutive days of feeding. Jin Ping'er vaguely knows that the little guy is He Daxiu's pet, but he still saved it.

When rescuing it, Jin Ping'er didn't know that the little raccoon was so psychic. For seven days, Jin Ping'er faced the water-choking little beast day and night, and took good care of the little one.

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"The little thing not only took advantage of me, but I also saved it. This fine little pervert, seeing me, a beauty who makes him lose face, can't he hide?" Jin Ping'er pointed at the little raccoon again. Hmph, but the little guy who understands human nature didn't reveal his identity after knowing that Yan Hong was safe and sound, so he was kind enough to repay his kindness.

"Aww~" The little raccoon curled up into a ball of fur in Yan Hong's arms, but stretched out his claws to hook Yan Hong's skirt, as if apologizing to Yan Hong.

After hearing the ins and outs, Yan Hong couldn't laugh or cry, she never thought that Xiao Li and Jin Ping'er had such experiences, Xiao Li was always alert but also impulsive, that day she must have noticed that there were other people in her room and rushed in because she was worried about herself. Unexpectedly, he almost lost his life.

Yan Hong caressed the shy little raccoon, and said softly: "I don't blame you, good boy, I know you are also worried about me."

Yan Hong whispered softly to comfort the little raccoon who was curled up into a ball, the little raccoon's ears under its paws trembled, Dou Da's eyes slowly lifted up, seeing Yan Hong's gentle smiling face, she threw herself at Yan Hong, He kept licking Yanhong's fair chin, and his fluffy white tail swayed.

"Hehe, it's so itchy."

The moonlight is quiet, the stream is gurgling, and the voiceless sounds are melodious, floating in the valley.

Jin Ping'er leaned against the rocks, looking at a man and a beast that shone with silver light in the night, the little raccoon was cute and cute, Yan Hong,,

The light blue clothes blended with the moonlight, and the smile on Yanhong's lips was as elegant as hers. That misty rain-like woman always had a feeling of being close to everything, easy-going and peaceful.

Such a person is like a green lotus in the twilight of morning dew, like a green lotus in the clear brilliance of the morning sun, a hibiscus emerging from the water, not stained with turbid mud, blooming in bud, slowly revealing her fragrance, comforting everyone who admires her.

With thousands of lotuses and lotuses, Yan Hong is not the kind of woman who can shock the world, but as long as someone knows how to appreciate it, the more they taste, the more charming the Qingming will be.

Such flowers bloom in the sun.

Jin Ping'er suddenly felt a bit dazzling, so she looked away, and fell into the dark woods that were rustling with the river wind, there was darkness, there might be beasts that eat people hidden in the darkness, and that was the scenery that Jin Ping'er saw most.

The night was getting darker, the light of the moon was still shining in the river valley, the surrounding became darker, and it became quieter. Yan Hong, who was getting along warmly with the little raccoon, seemed to feel something, and paused when she stroked the little raccoon.

The frolicking little raccoon also stopped moving, only the white tail swayed slightly, blinking its bright black eyes, Yan Hong looked at the wet eyes and couldn't help but patted its head. A lonely figure.

With a flick of its tail, the little raccoon jumped out of Yan Hong's arms, its hairs standing on end, and roared at Jin Ping'er who had calmed down, successfully attracting Jin Ping'er's attention.

Jin Ping'er looked at the little thing grinning suspiciously, saw its white tail erected into a knife-like shape again, and shook it like a demonstration, and then nodded Yan Hong behind him with the tip of its tail.

Jin Ping'er immediately understood that the little thing was warning her, snorted, touched a small stone in her hand, and threw it at the nasty little thing, the stone without any vigor, throwing it like that indiscriminately, was easily caught by the little thing. The raccoon escaped.

"Hmph~" the little raccoon let out a low snort with his throat, and grinned at Jin Ping'er again.

"Bastard, ungrateful thing." Jin Ping'er was angry, but he didn't really get serious with Xiaoli.

Hearing the sound, the little raccoon bowed his head, his bristling hair drooped, and his tail drooped listlessly. The little raccoon turned around and glanced at Yanhong.

Yan Hong was taken aback for a moment, but smiled slightly at the little raccoon.

Seeing Yan Hong's smile, the little raccoon turned his head and ran towards Jin Ping'er. He didn't rush forward, but he turned around beside the leaning figure, squeaking.

First he blew his hair, and then rubbed against Jin Ping'er's leg with a low moan, Jin Ping'er sneered, reached out and picked up the little raccoon, held it up in front of his eyes, and looked straight into those big eyes.

The little raccoon's forelegs and underarms were crossed by Jin Ping'er's cool hands, and he covered his wet eyes with his paws, as if he didn't dare to meet Jin Ping'er's playful eyes.

"Little thing, ghost spirit." Jin Ping'er cursed in a low voice, then hugged the little raccoon in her arms, stroking the soft fur.

Under Jin Ping'er's gentle caress, the little raccoon raised its little head and groaned. The big white tail brushed against Jin Ping'er's left arm, and it was itchy and soft.

Jin Ping'er softened his gaze, looked down at the little thing in his arms, it was just a beast, Jin Ping'er had told himself so, but couldn't bear to see its listless appearance.

He tugged on the little raccoon's ears as if to vent his anger, and his fingertips were encased in the moist and hot mouth, his pointed teeth scratched the fingertips, and then he was gently licked by the warm and soft little tongue.

Jin Ping'er smiled, in the already darkened night, smiled softly.

The immaculate smile was reflected in someone's twinkling eyes, causing ripples.

The current of the creek was more rapid, hitting the rocks with tinkling sounds, and the shadows of the trees swayed, while the beauty in yellow was leaning on the rocks on the bank, and the cute little beast licked her pale cheeks.

Yan Hong silently watched the interaction between Jin Ping'er and the little raccoon, and Jin Ping'er, who hides a knife in her smile and has a sweet belly with a sword in her mouth, unexpectedly has such a simple smile, a kind of beauty that is as clean as all the lead, returning to innocence.

She should be a shameless woman who is as beautiful as peaches and plums on the outside, but as poisonous as a snake on the inside. She is dissolute and shameless, seductive and unintentional.

Acacia disciple Jin Ping'er is good at playing with emotions and likes to seduce men. She is an out-and-out demon girl, but if a man is not lustful, how can he be willing to die under the peony flower and become a romantic soul.

Yan Hong shook her head lightly, and sighed inaudibly, she didn't know if it was for lustful beings or for whom.

The breeze in the valley is not strong, but it still brings a slight coolness when the moon hides in the mountains.

Jin Ping'er's sleeves were gone, and the hem of her skirt was also torn. She was blown by the wind and trembled slightly. The little raccoon wrapped her long tail around Jin Ping'er's left arm lightly. With water in his eyes, the little guy was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up.

"Hehe." The silver bell rang slightly, and Jin Ping'er's soft laughter was like a night elf, dotting the river bank.

Birds were chirping in the sky, and even Fei'er, who had been flying in the night sky, slowly landed on the light yellow shoulders and folded his snow-white wings.

Little raccoons are close to Jin Ping'er, and Fei'er, who is inseparable from the little raccoon, knows Jin Ping'er. It is no longer a strange thing. Yan Hong calmly looks at Fei'er, who is covered with black feathers from the top of his head to his tail, standing blankly on Jin Ping'er's shoulder, crooked. With a small head.

"Miss Yan, your little reinforcements may not be firm." Jin Ping'er nodded Fei'er's head, her eyes fell on the quiet Yan Hong, and she raised her chin proudly.

Yan Hong didn't answer, but the little raccoon bit Jin Ping'er's chin lightly, Jin Ping'er looked away, pulled the little raccoon's cute ears, and rubbed the white hair on the neck.

Yan Hong didn't care about Jin Ping'er's complacency, seeing the little raccoon squinting comfortably under Jin Ping'er's grasp, Yan Hong no longer looked there, but closed her eyes and practiced.

The river valley without light is dotted with green light.

"Goo———" There was an untimely sound in the quiet environment.

Yan Hong opened her eyes, and saw the little raccoon rolling on the ground with her mouth grinning, her little paws covering her white stomach, Jin Ping'er was unexpectedly shy.

Jin Ping'er angrily kicked the little raccoon that was rolling in the soil, but was reluctant to use force, the little raccoon rolled round in a circle, got up and shook its fur, and ran towards Yanhong.

Yan Hong caught the little raccoon that jumped into his arms, the little guy rubbed his head against Yan Hong's abdomen, and then tapped Jin Ping'er with the tip of his tail, and Jin Ping'er's stomach also gurgled in response.

Jin Ping'er's face became hot all of a sudden, she didn't know if it was red or not, her eyes wandered from looking at Yan Hong, for fear of seeing the teasing in those eyes.

Yan Hong was very calm, touched her belly, got up and walked to the stream, while the little raccoon, wagging its big white tail, picked up firewood bit by bit, and piled it beside the golden bottle.

With a flash of blue light by the stream, a few fat white fish landed on the shore, the green spirit stone turned into a green knife, and Yan Hong skillfully took care of the fish in the stream.

Jin Ping'er didn't move and watched Yan Hong's exquisite scale removal and dissection of the fish. The fish scales glowed with green light in the center of Jin Ping'er's eyes. Stone, and lit some firewood with his head.

Jin Ping'er understood, built the stones, put firewood on, just happened to Yanhong also put on a clean fish and came over, pinched the fingertips, and the little fireflies surrounded Yanhong, with a fingertip, the river valley A flame was lit.

The little raccoon walked around the fire and squatted beside Jin Ping'er. Yan Hong walked over, and Jin Ping'er consciously shrank her long legs to make room for Yan Hong.

In the little raccoon's wagging tail, within a short while, the tempting aroma of grilled fish wafted in the wind.

'Gulu' all moved their throats slightly, and the little raccoon salivated even more.

Yanhong took out a porcelain vase from nowhere and sprinkled unknown fine powder on the golden and tempting grilled fish. .

"Wow!" The little raccoon let out a cheerful roar, and ate the fish, his narrowed eyes clearly expressed satisfaction.

Jin Ping'er pursed her lips, and stretched out a white hand. On the branch in her hand was a grilled fish exuding heat and a tempting aroma. Jin Ping'er met Yan Hong's calm eyes, but finally couldn't bear the temptation of delicious food , took the food handed by Yanhong, her pink neck was slightly lowered, and she said "thank you" almost inaudibly

"Be careful of the heat."

"hiss--"

Yan Hong withdrew her gaze, and said something lightly, and just as she finished speaking, there was a soft hiss next to her, Yan Hong turned around and saw Jin Ping'er's slightly embarrassed face, her pale lips turned red.

Yan Hong shook her head, ignored her, blew on the fish in her hand, and slowly started eating.

The warm light of the fire shone on their soft faces, the firewood crackled, and occasionally Feier let out a clear cry.

After the stomach was full, Yan Hong hugged the little raccoon and leaned against the rocks to close her eyes and fell asleep, Jin Ping'er started to work on her own, and Fei Er stood on her shoulder to doze off.

There was no moon, the night was dark, and there were only a few sporadic flames left in the fire. In the darkness, there were soft purple awns stroking the shore and breathing lightly.

The quiet river valley is waiting for dawn, waiting for another kind of scenery.

The author has something to say:

Author: Hey, little raccoon, tell Sister Hong how is Jin Ping'er's figure swollen, especially her breasts.

Little raccoon: Squeak-aw-aoo!

Author: What the hell are you talking about? ?

Yan Hong: Little raccoon said that Jin Ping'er's breasts are very broad.

Jin Ping'er: ...Hong'er, how can you open your eyes and talk nonsense? (Put out your chest)

Author Jun: Exactly!Sister Hong is telling the truth!

Jin Ping'er: You are courting death!

Author: Ah! ! ! !

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Cute creatures, it's been quiet recently, I'm very lonely.