Beauty burst table

Every spring in February and March, when the peach and plum blossoms are in full bloom, on a cloudless and moonlit night, the people of the Sheng Li nationality will choose a flat open space by the side of the field in advance as the "moon field", where young men and women in festive costumes They all come to the moon field, blowing the melodious Lusheng, going around in circles, singing and dancing, which is called "jumping the moon".

Or two people dance against each other, the man blows the Lusheng to lead in front, and the woman rings the bell to follow behind, circling and dancing, never tired all night long.If both parties dance to the same level of affection, they can hold hands, leave the crowd, and go to a secret place.

Tonight is the time to "jump the moon".The young men and women have already changed into their festive costumes and came to the edge of the field. There are reeds resounding in the night sky, and they danced and sang in circles.

This is so similar to the singing and dancing of young men and women in front of the Gaoxuan Temple in ancient times.

It was the bustling time, but there were no figures of the two teenagers of different races.

Across the hill, only a few ridges apart, a much quieter field, a pair of small people lay side by side on the field ridge covered with tender grass.

——It was Shen Ling and Xie Lingqiao.Both of them also wore the festival costumes of the Sheng Li tribe, but they escaped the crowd far away and came to this "secret" little place.

Xie Lingqiao was wearing the dress that Shen Ling wanted to see, and there was soft grass under his body, which didn't prick him when he lay down, and the grass gently caressed his exposed skin, which was quite a comfortable feeling.

But... His subordinates unconsciously pinched the feathers on the skirt, still feeling uncomfortable.This skirt was originally made for a girl, but Xie Lingqiao's figure has not fully grown, and she is thin, so just a few stitches at the waist can be changed.The skirt was ankle-length, and after closing the waist, Xie Lingqiao's waist became thinner and more graceful. He wore it too late, and Shen Ling pulled him over without putting on his trousers——

At this moment, a pair of thin white legs were bare, covered by the hem of the skirt.His legs were brought together uncomfortably.

Tonight, when Shen Ling saw him wearing a skirt and simply wearing hairpins, his eyes became straight - no wonder that Ayiza recognized Xie Lingqiao as a girl, Xie Lingqiao was wearing a girl's dress, with red lips and white teeth, and a waist as thin as Liu, really looks like a young girl looking forward to her beauty.

Xie Lingqiao thought that Shen Ling wanted to dance with everyone in the moon field with him, but he didn't expect that to be the case. The other party pulled him to avoid the crowd, and came to this secluded field ridge. Then they lay down hand in hand with him, lying on the grass watching the starry sky and night above, listening to the music, laughter and singing not far away.

Xie Lingqiao breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, he was not asked to wear this skirt in front of everyone - that is not equivalent to wearing women's clothing in public, it would be fine to wear it in front of Shen Ling alone.

"A Ling, my legs are a little itchy..."

Xie Lingqiao frowned, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the hem of his skirt, intending to lift it up and scratch it—I don’t know whether it was the grass growing on the spacious field that made it itchy, or the ants crawled over, and the hole in the hollow of his leg Suddenly a little itchy.

Shen Ling was originally sniffing the faint fragrance of his long hair, and was slowly talking to him about the things on Kongtong Mountain. Hearing the words, he didn't stop Xie Lingqiao, but silently moved his eyes to Xie Lingqiao's legs beside him.

The pink and white skirt was rolled up little by little, first revealing a section of shiny white slender straight calf, then slowly moved to the knee, stopped a little above the knee, and could no longer see the content on it, Under the moonlight, the legs were covered with a hazy halo. The legs were separated, and the gap between them was shadow and green grass.

As for the owner of these legs, lying beside him, he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his movements, and pressed a small hand on the hollow of his knees, trying to scratch like that.

Shen Ling's gaze seemed to be fixed there.

Quietly, he swallowed, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Jojo's legs are so beautiful, white and thin...

But, it's so hot... Shen Ling thought with his head a little dizzy.

The author has something to say: Shen Ling: I think...

Xiaoxiao: You are thinking about peach.You are a minor, impossible.

Shen Ling: Then when you become an adult...

Smile: Maybe maybe not necessarily... Will you love Qiao Qiao forever and never regret it?

Shen Ling (nods violently): Absolutely!

Xiaoxiao (turning back to look at the genius doctor and hall master who are silently queuing up): Cough, this matter still depends on your sincerity, young man, it is very easy for boys to lose their enthusiasm... (Wave perfunctorily, step on the skateboard and leave)

Shen Ling: Hey, wait! (panic)

Miracle Doctor/Hall Master: Can I play?

Smile: (Skateboard is skating fast)

*The content of this chapter is partially excerpted from Yuan Ke's "Chinese Myths and Legends".