I ran away with the villain as a cub

Rong stopped laughing all of a sudden, stopped teasing him with words, held his face with both hands and gently pecked and kissed his cheek, and then gently kissed his lips.

Song Lingyi was lying on his body, her jet-black hair fell down from her shoulders, entangled with his without distinguishing between you and me.

This kiss was very pure at the beginning, but they were newly married not long ago, and both of them were young, and it didn't take long before the touch of lips and tongue took on other meanings, and Rong Ting's hand moved away from his face , slowly moved along his spine to his belt.

Song Lingyi grabbed his hand and stared at him with embarrassment: "Hey!"

Rong stopped: "What's wrong?"

Song Ling's expression was a bit tangled: "It wasn't just last night..."

Rong Ting said "um" not very seriously: "I have a sense of proportion."

Song Lingyou looked at him suspiciously.

Rong Ting smiled slightly: "After all, I don't want to be a widow either."

Song Lingxuan said: "..."

Rong Ting pulled him down to kiss again.

The warm sunshine in the afternoon shines down through the flower branches, and the just right heat covers the back; in front of you is the tender and sweet kiss of your partner.Song Lingyi only felt that her whole body was about to melt in such warmth, and her will gradually became unstable.

But I still had to struggle for a while: "...how about we go into the house."

The integrity of life must be preserved, field battles are really not allowed!

Rong Ting denied: "No, I'm going to be here."

Song Lingyi wanted to struggle again, so her lips were directly blocked, and she could only utter meaningless vague syllables, unable to speak a single word.

So he didn't keep his last integrity.

Rong Ting kissed him for a long time, until he kissed him from "half push and half" to "active", then suddenly thought of something, and whispered in his ear: "What to do, I didn't bring anything."

Naturally, the only things that must be used at this time are...

Song Lingyi reacted, her cheeks flushed slightly: "Then let's go inside."

Rong stopped: "No."

Song Lingyi whispered, "Then don't do it?"

Rong stopped: "Do it."

Song Lingyi was suddenly vigilant: "Don't force yourself!"

He is not a girl, if he is not lubricated, he will bleed like a river!

Rong Ting smiled at him: "How could that be?"

Song Lingyi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Rong Ting still looked at him with a smile, his slightly raised phoenix eyes shone with fragments of light, it was clear that he was a fairy with no appearance, but his eyes harbored malicious intentions no matter how he looked.

He raised his hand to touch Song Lingyi's cheek, as if he said helplessly: "At a time like this, I have to work hard for Lingyi."

Then the hand moved to Song Ling's lips, raised two fingers, and squeezed into Song Ling's lips, with deep desire in her eyes, she said concisely:

"lick."

Song Lingyu: "???"

Why could this man come up with new tricks to embarrass him every time he thought his heart was strong enough?

He was so embarrassed that he turned his head suddenly: "I don't, don't go too far."

As he said that, he got up and wanted to calmly stop and get off. Field battles and the like are already shameful, and you must not be able to use saliva!

But under the circumstances that Rong Ting didn't allow, it's no wonder that he could run away, and when he straightened up, he was pulled back by the other party, and he was firmly imprisoned in his arms.

Rong Ting hugged him and coaxed him softly, his tone was very sincere, but what he said was completely different.

He said: "Okay, don't be angry, if you don't like my fingers, then use yours."

Song Lingyu: "???"

Not a single word is my favorite :)

Rong Ting sighed slightly, touched his ear: "Don't be angry, okay?"

With that tone, it seemed that he was the one who made trouble out of no reason.

Song Ling was so angry that he bit him.

But he has never been able to hold back on the bed, um, the same on the recliner.So, in the end, they didn't go to get the grease, let alone shift positions, but made a compromise (?).

— using both fingers.

Finally, when Rong Ting asked him to sit down slowly, Song Lingyi was already bullied to the point of tears.

***

The next day, Song Lingyi excused that Rongding's integration had not yet reached the most critical period, and the current situation was still stable, so she hurriedly packed her luggage and returned home.

——If he stays alone with Rong Ting, he still doesn't know how many new tricks the other party will come up with to torment him.

Rong Ting readily agreed, leaving the matter to the leader, and only brought a puppet with him, and drove the carriage back.

As a result, the puppet was driving the car outside, and Rong stopped inside and pressed him to make out unscrupulously. Even if Song Lingyu knew that it was just a puppet, she couldn't face such a human-like thing calmly—not even through the car curtain.Feeling ashamed and unable to refuse, he could only bite his arm desperately, swallowing all the sobs into his stomach.

The only fortunate thing is that such a "sacrifice" still brought him a peaceful time after all.

They stayed at Song's house for two months.In order to restore Uncle Song's bad impression of him, Rong Ting pretended to be good-natured for a while, and would often talk to Uncle Song late at night; Quite tired, by the time Rong Ting returned to his room, he had either already fallen asleep, or was still burning the lights in the study room.

One month later, Song Lingyi finally finished all the backlog of tasks, washed and bathed early after dinner, and went to bed.

Unexpectedly, when she closed her eyes, she was woken up by Rong Ting's kiss.

He tilted his head and rejected sleepily: "Tired."

Rong Ting turned a deaf ear to him, opened the skirt of his jacket, lowered his head and kissed his collarbone, and said: "In another month, we will go back."

Song Lingyi closed her eyes: "Why?"

Rong Ting was serious: "Why did Madam stay in her mother's house for too long?"

Song Lingyi was indifferent, and even wanted to laugh at him.

Rong Ting had no choice but to say seriously: "In about two months, it will be the last moment of integration. At that time, I will retreat for a period of time, but if you want to stay here, it is also possible."

Song Lingzi opened her eyes: "So fast?"

"Yeah." Rong Ting kissed his forehead again, and said seriously, "But when I want to leave the customs, I can see you first."

Song Lingyi glanced at him: "I'll go back with you. Besides, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Rong stopped and asked instead: "Are you still going to sleep?"

Song Lingyi didn't take precautions, rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up: "I'm not going to sleep anymore, it's not too late."

Rong Ting chuckled, and pressed him back into the quilt: "You said it yourself."

"???" Song Lingyou glared at him, "It's business."

Rong Ting didn't listen, he took off his shoes and socks, lowered the bed curtain, and hugged him in his arms: "You just need to stay by my side like this now."

***

It was shut down for a whole year.

During this year, Song Lingyi didn't go anywhere.He was not a lively personality, and Rong Ting entrusted him with all the finances of Tianhe Palace, which can be called a heavy task. He engages in business every day to make money, and when he is free, he meets friends and reads idle books. The days are also fulfilling.

Everything is fine except no sex.

The place where Rong Ting retreated was a little far away from their residence, every morning Song Ling would go there to make a circle first, and stay in front of the closed mountain gate for a while.

On this day, he finished his "patrol" as usual, and was about to turn around and leave when he heard a strange noise behind him, and the sky seemed to suddenly brighten a lot in the corner of his eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, he turned his head abruptly, and saw the majestic sunlight everywhere, at first it only covered a group of mountains, and the flowers and trees all over the mountains and plains seemed to be soaked by the clouds, shining brightly, like qiongzhiyushu in a fairyland , It was so beautiful that people dare not look at it directly; and only after a blink of an eye, the glow spread rapidly, covering half of the sky, and even covered the rising sun.

Song Lingyi was dazzled by the sudden dazzling scenery, she didn't know where she was for a moment, she just stared blankly at the still closed door, and murmured:

"Stop?"

There was no answer and the door was not opened.

He was stunned for a moment, then walked forward slowly, put his palm on the door, and put his ears on it, trying to hear some movement.

"Are you coming out?"

Still no answer.

Song Lingyi was a little disappointed, and then thought again, how could it be so fast.After all, the vision has come out, and we have been waiting for a year, so what if we wait a few more days?

He put down his hands and straightened up. At this moment, he heard a cry coming from the distant sky. The soul is also touched.

His heart raised again, and he raised his head - this time he was not disappointed, in the radiant rays of light, there was a phoenix flying towards him riding the spiritual wind.

Song Lingyi held her breath.

At this moment, everything is silent, only the sound of the phoenix flapping its wings occasionally resounds between heaven and earth.

... The heart is like a bamboo fruit, and the blood is like a sweet spring.

The phoenix was gradually approaching, Song Lingyi's eyes were hurt by the dazzling brilliance, but she still couldn't bear to blink, and just stared at it motionlessly.

This is not a fully grown phoenix, but a fledgling phoenix enjoying its first flight.

It seems that for it, these hundreds of years of time have been erased, so it can go back to the past, back to the time when no tragedy happened, there was no deceit, no shadows, and in its world, only the grand and splendid Light.

It is still the phoenix that was born to be loved.

It should have been pampered and spread its wings freely in the vast world, instead of being locked in a narrow and dark room, tortured and deceived.

...from the title of Ruitu in the sky, and flew down to the twelfth floor. ①

It flapped its wings again and flew to Song Lingyi.

——Then a somersault and fell down.

Song Lingyu: "???"

Song Lingyi was taken aback. Before her brain could react, her body instinctively took a few steps forward, and she stretched out her hand in a panic to try to catch it.

The phoenix shone in the wind and rain, and the phoenix with colorful patterns and clouds fell into Song Lingling's arms with a chirping sound, and turned into a fluffy fledgling bird.

Song Lingyi was afraid that something might happen to it, so she hurriedly took it out and put it in her palm for a closer look.

The baby bird drooped its head, and lay motionless in his palm, the whole bird exuded an aura of lovelessness.

Song Lingyi was a little at a loss, and asked nervously: "Are you okay?"

"Stop?"

"Shanshan?"

The fledglings buried their heads in their wings and continued to live without love.

Song Lingyou: "If you're not sick, why don't you get up and take a few steps?"

The fledgling moved reluctantly, only to stand up, and then went back softly with a chirp.

Song Lingxuan: "Pfft."

The chick rolled over in his palm, red claws up, and closed its eyes.

This just looks exhausting.Song Lingyi was completely relieved, pinched its tender red paws, looked at its yellow down, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"Why are you like that chick from Yingjun's family?"

The fledgling turned its ass on him angrily.

Song Lingyi found the kindness in the past from this angry action, and couldn't help poking its buttocks with her fingers, and said with a smile: "You are so cute."

The chick turned its head, and the black beans looked at his hand dimly.

Song Lingyi coughed lightly, and retracted her paw embarrassingly: "I can't hold back."

He gently held the petite and cute chick in his palm, lowered his head and kissed the fluffy head, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go home."

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Note: ①From Du Fu's "Phoenix Terrace"

②From Yi Mengchang's "Feng"

it's over it's over

Next, there are a few small episodes, which will write about Qin Feng and his concubine, and the if episode of Rong Ting's first blood. You can also talk about what else you want to see.