fell into a pit book

In the face of beauty, I can see but can't eat, so I'm hungry.

Hang Hehuan was very depressed, her cheeks puffed out, but her eyes were reluctant to leave Leng Qingjue for a moment.But at such a distance, no matter how reluctant, I can only be forced to give up.After turning my mind around, I finally made up my mind.

Over there Leng Qingjue deliberately turned around and only left a back for her. After listening for a long time, there was no movement behind before turning around to look. Where is the trace of Hang Hehuan?

The water in the lake is clear, and the moonlight is just right. If it is hidden underwater, it can be seen at a glance, but it is not.Leng Qingjue floated towards the place where Hang Hehuan used to be, looked around but still couldn't find anyone, and couldn't help becoming anxious, "Huan'er? Huan'er..." Hang Hehuan, who was hiding aside, moved and couldn't get over it. Opening his wrist, he hummed twice in his heart: "If you want to wow me like this, you should wow me too..." I thought so, but I still couldn't see that Leng Qingjue was in a hurry, so I quietly moved away. Behind Jue Lengqing.

As soon as he got close, before he had time to speak, he was frightened by Leng Qingjue's sudden turn and hug.

Feeling the beating heart that was very close to him, Hang Hehuan deeply felt that he had committed a crime again. He knew that he would not scare her from what he had just told him before. How long has it been since he did this again? thing.But he couldn't move his arms, so he could only comfort him, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here now..."

Leng Qingjue felt relieved when he saw the people from Hang Hehuan, and his heart was settled, but his anger rushed up.He stretched out his hand to pinch her lower jaw and tilted it up, biting down on her throat.

"Ah! It hurts—Master, Master..."

Leng Qingjue let her go, and asked in a cold voice: "I know it hurts, do you dare to do this next time?"

Hang Hehuan's eyes were full of tears, the bite really hurt, "I dare not..."

"How about next time?"

Hang Hehuan didn't dare to talk nonsense, but said: "There will be no next time..."

But Leng Qingjue didn't intend to let her go so easily, "If there is another time, I will imprison you! Don't let her go out again!"

Hang Hehuan's brain twitched, and he asked back: "Is it like Master Yan from Hengyun Mountain?"

"what?"

"No, no, what Master said is that if there is another time, I will definitely lock myself up!"

After hearing this, Leng Qingjue calmed down a little, hugged Hang Hehuan again, buried her face in her shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Don't do this again..."

Hearing Leng Qingjue's slightly nasal voice, the fire in Hang Hehuan's heart was extinguished.

He moved his wrist, feeling uncomfortable because of being tied up, "Master, can you untie the belt now?"

"No."

Leng Qingjue straightened up and refused mercilessly.

"Why?" Is it possible to continue?Hang Hehuan didn't admit that she was a little moved.

Leng Qingjue raised her hand through her underwear, pressed on the bulge, and rubbed it, "Because you did something wrong."

Hang Hehuan bent her body slightly, so that her senses were stimulated more through the clothes than directly against the skin...

"I... I, what did I do wrong um... Ah, don't, don't..."

Compared with yesterday, tonight's Leng Qingjue's hands are very strong. After a while, Hang Hehuan felt that her place was about to be rubbed, but she still didn't stop and didn't change the other side, as if she couldn't get over that point.

"I did something wrong, so I have to be punished."

As Leng Qingjue spoke, he slipped his hand into Hang Hehuan's open collar, and landed on that point accurately.Following the trend, he turned her around, put her back against his chest, and pulled her tied hands apart to place them on his shoulders, thus enclosing himself in her shackles, but It is more convenient to move, and Hang Hehuan's underwear has already been pulled to expose his shoulders.He tilted his head to kiss the root of her ear, and the tip of his tongue followed the contour behind the ear downwards, passed over his neck, and landed on the mark she left on her shoulder yesterday, the slightly rough surface of the tongue matched the smooth skin Huan, Hang Hehuan couldn't help leaning into Leng Qingjue's arms, "Mmm...Master...Master..."

The freshly made hickeys are stacked with yesterday's ones, and the color is much darker, like a mark.

Leng Qingjue was very satisfied.

By the way, she let go of the point that she had been pinched for a long time, and turned down, scraping the thin waist with her fingers, and circling around the navel.

"Haha... Itch, itch! Hahaha... Master, Master, itch! Ha!..."

It was a good atmosphere, but seeing that Hang Hehuan was about to stop laughing, Leng Qingjue bit her earlobe, "Is it really itchy?..."

Hang Hehuan was almost forced to laugh and burst into tears. She dared not say that as long as Leng Qingjue touched her, her whole body would itch.

"Hmm... itch, itch, don't, don't turn around, hahaha... master——"

Hang Hehuan, who was originally smiling, suddenly raised his voice, Leng Qingjue slowly moved his finger into the flower room where he just came yesterday, and licked away the drops of water hanging from Hang Hehuan's eyebrows, "Is it still itchy? "

With the movement of her fingers, the cold lake water also entered a little bit, and the instant cold and hot confrontation, Hang Hehuan put his legs together, leaned his head back on Leng Qingjue's shoulder, turned his head and rubbed her cheek, With a bit of anger, he said: "Cold..."

Leng Qingjue pretended not to know, twitched his fingers and brought some lake water in, and asked, "Where is it cold?"

"Ah..." Shocked by the coolness again, her legs clenched subconsciously. Now Leng Qingjue couldn't do bad things anymore, so she could only stay peacefully in the flower room.But this alone still couldn't stop her, Leng Qingjue slightly bent his finger, and slid the blunt hook across the wall of the flower room, "Where is Huan'er cool, huh?"

Hang Hehuan shook his head, "Ha, no...well, ah, master, master..."

Leng Qingjue didn't make things difficult for her, but she wouldn't just end the punishment so easily.In the end, it only takes one time to make her remember, otherwise there will be another time...

Slowly, Hang Hehuan felt that she was no longer cold, but it was terribly itchy. It wasn't the kind that scratched her abdomen before, but came from the deepest part of her body, and the itch almost overwhelmed her.

"Master, Master, I feel itchy, itchy...uh, itchy..."

Leng Qingjue avoided her itchy spot, and scratched all the unimportant places with her fingers, "Itch? Why is it itching again? Is it itching here?" His fingertips brushed across the edge of the most terrible place, "It's still itching here ?”

"Ha! Master..." Hang Hehuan called out, don't think she didn't know it was intentional!

Leng Qingjue silently accepted her cold eyes, and then continued to disobey her wishes.

……

Hang Hehuan's face was dizzy and flushed, panting again and again, "Master..."

Leng Qingjue's face was neither red nor heartbeat, at least on the surface, "Huh?"

"I was wrong……"

"Ah."

Hang Hehuan suffered from internal injuries, felt the finger in his body rubbing against that place again, and finally made a decision, "I will obey Master in everything from now on! Master told me to go east, I will never go west! Never again You are good at making your own ideas, you are smart..."

Leng Qingjue kissed her hair in satisfaction, and finally stopped being stuck, and gave her what she wanted happily.

Accompanied by a flash of white light, Hang Hehuan felt nothing in his mind, and vaguely heard Leng Qingjue whispering in his ear: "Huan'er doesn't need to follow me in everything. I like Huan'er to be free. Huan'er just needs to be herself." ..."

After a long delay, she finally came back to her senses, trying to figure out whether her words were the sweet date she gave with a stick.

Leng Qingjue put her arms down, Hang Hehuan moved her sore arms, saw the belt on her wrist, slanted the corner of her mouth, turned to face Leng Qingjue, and raised her wrist in front of her, "Master, you can always Is it untied?"

Leng Qingjue swiped at the plain belt, "No."

"Not yet? Why?"

Leng Qingjue smiled, "Huan'er thinks the punishment is over?"

Haven't you already acknowledged your mistakes and expressed your attitude and reached a unified opinion on turning over the chapter?Is it not over yet? ?

Hang Hehuan looked suspicious.

Leng Qingjue raised her chin and kissed her deeply.

After the kiss was over, he wiped away the saliva from the corner of her mouth with his thumb, and pressed his forehead together, "It's still early..."

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the brilliance is brighter and brighter.

The surface of the lake is slightly rippling, reflecting the shadows of two tightly entangled women who are extremely happy.

It's just that until Hang Hehuan passed out, the belt on her wrist was not untied.

……

The bonfire swayed and gave off an orange-yellow warmth. Under its light, the bright red scars on Hang Hehuan's two bright wrists became more and more gorgeous, almost competing with the red dress Leng Qingjue put on her.Leng Qingjue took out the medicine from Qingyuan Mountain, and gently applied it to the red and swollen area on his wrist until it subsided.

Leng Qingjue took Hang Hehuan into his arms and kissed her on the top of her hair, with a soft smile on her lips.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep with Hang Hehuan.

There was a small beeping sound in the campfire, but it didn't hinder the sound sleep.