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This time Qiuhun Yu Qingge won.

Probably the whole country will be boiling these few days, everyone knows that Xiyue sent envoys here, but anyone with some political opinions will guess that Xiyue's original intention is to use these competitions to test the truth of Nanheng's generals, and the end result is not good But Nan Heng won, even a woman, and she was the daughter of the late Zhen Guo General Yu Feng, known as the "God of War" admired by everyone.

As night fell, Yu Qingge, who had had dinner, was lying on Ling Mojin's bed in Weiyang Palace. Ren Lingmojin took off her outer shirt, pulled her middle shirt to her waist, and then wiped the ointment on her hands. Behind Yu Qingge's back, the ointment touched the skin for a while, and Yu Qingge couldn't help moaning comfortably: "Mmm... so comfortable."

Such an alluring tone changed from usual, Ling Mojin should have told her to shut up long ago, but now she kept silent.

Leaving Yu Qingge lying on his stomach with his shoulders naked/exposed became an attractive scenery, but Ling Mojin applied the medicine without squinting, as if she was completely unaffected by Yu Qingge, a monster.

After wiping off the medicine in her hand, Ling Mojin wanted to get up and leave but was held by Yu Qingge. During the autumn hunt just now, her hand clenched into a fist because she was worried about Yu Qingge, and her nails sank into the flesh of her palm. It didn't hurt at first, but now that she was relieved, when Yu Qingge touched those finger marks, it felt a bit burning pain, which made Ling Mojin frown.

Yu Qingge could see Ling Mojin's reaction, she wouldn't think that Ling Mojin hated her touch, it was obvious that she touched something that made Ling Mojin feel pain, Yu Qingge couldn't help it immediately Lying on her stomach again, regardless of her messy clothes, she sat up and took Ling Mojin's hand for a closer look.

I saw several finger marks of different shades imprinted on the delicate and white palm of the book, and the deeper ones showed that the skin had been torn. It is not difficult to imagine that Ling Mojin must be extremely immersed in her own thoughts, otherwise it would be so painful. How could she not know?

"Jin'er, are you still angry with me?" Yu Qingge hugged her on his lap and sat down. This was the first time that Ling Mojin and Yu Qingge had such an intimate posture. It's still reasonable to say that they are sisters, but anyone who sees this posture now will understand their relationship.

Ling Mojin did not reject Yu Qingge, but shook her head lightly, but did not speak.

Yu Qingge put her hand to her lips and breathed out the hot air gently, as if facing something extremely cherished, the hot breath seemed to spread to Ling Mojin's heart through the palm, making her unable to breathe again. Keeping such a calm face, he stretched out his other hand to wrap around Yu Qingge's neck, buried his face in her chest, and finally said from the bottom of his heart: "Do you know how worried I am?"

The usual calm tone was trembling at this moment. If Yu Qingge was injured last time because Ling Mojin couldn't predict that she would rush out suddenly, then this time she was watching Yu Qingge go to such an important country. A contest of honor and disgrace.

The uneasiness of those few hours made her emotions accumulate to the highest point. The moment she saw her back was not enough to make Ling Mojin feel at ease, so when Yu Qingge came back, she ignored Mo Haoxuan and held her hand. Holding Yu Qingge's hand, the real touch reassured her completely.

"Jin'er." Yu Qingge rested her chin on Ling Mojin's forehead, and her tone was unprecedentedly gentle: "I worry you, but this is the land that my father defended with all his might. I will not let anyone try to humiliate me. You are like me, and you will never allow anyone to touch it, because it is mine."

Ling Mojin knew her persistence, so she forgave her just thinking about saying a few words, but who knew that when she talked about her and herself, the extremely possessive words made Ling Mojin blush again How did she know that such a topic could be misinterpreted by Yu Qingge.

Yu Qingge felt that the skin on her chest was a little hot. She lowered her head and looked up Ling Mojin's face. Didn't she blush again? She has noticed Ling Mojin's changes these days. From compromise to now, all my heart is on myself.

Ling Mojin's face was held in the palm of Yu Qingge's palm, so she was forced to face her. Only then did she realize that Yu Qingge had just inadvertently left the middle coat that had slipped to her waist, and now she only had a pair of clothes on her body. A bellyband covers the body, and the cloth can't cover Yu Qingge's uneven body at all. Ling Mojin lowered her head slightly and could clearly see the deep gully on Yu Qingge's chest, and her hand was resting on her. At the back of the neck, fingertips can even touch the tied knot.

Yu Qingge noticed that Ling Mojin's eyes had changed, and some faint affection emerged in her eyes. She wished that Ling Mojin would be enlightened, so as to save her from trying all kinds of lures/seductions to no avail, so she brought her body closer Ling Mojin's hands that were holding her face slipped down, one arm was around her waist, and the other hand was on her arm, luring her to untie the knot at the back of her neck.

"Jin'er, untie it, and you can see what you want to see." Yu Qingge breathed into Ling Mojin's ear.

The ambiguous breath coming from her ear made Ling Mojin want to obey what she thought in her heart. At this moment, she suddenly lost her consciousness. Seeing her hand resting on the knot on the back of Yu Qingge's neck, the other hand He also groped to reach her waist, and caressed the skin that couldn't be covered by the cloth. The tender touch made Ling Mojin want more, and that hand gradually climbed to another knot on the back.

Yu Qingge raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling Mojin. She was very serious on weekdays, but even a kiss could make her shy and tight. Today, she was so enlightened. The two knots on the back are in her hands. Pull it apart, the scenery under the cloth might not be able to bear even a saint, Ling Mojin is certainly not a saint, so Yu Qingge is also sure that if she really comes this far today, she will definitely not be able to escape from her own palm.

"Jin'er, do what you want, and I won't resist." Yu Qingge seemed to be transformed into a charming fairy, constantly luring her into the abyss in Ling Mojin's ears, stepping into her Yu Qingge's abyss... The bottomless abyss, as long as Ling Mojin stepped in with one foot, she would never be able to get out again.

Yu Qingge's lips pressed against Ling Mojin's, and the tip of her tongue tentatively licked Ling Mojin's lips. After a few kisses, Yu Qingge knew that Ling Mojin couldn't bear such an offensive from herself, compared to a blow like a gust of wind The plunder like a transit can make Ling Mojin even more emotional.

Sure enough, Ling Mojin's body gradually softened, leaning against Yu Qingge's arms, but she was still a little conscious in her hands, she vaguely picked up her fingertips, and the knots on Yu Qingge's back fell apart.

"There is one more, continue." Yu Qingge continued to seduce Ling Mojin. She was eager to let herself bloom under Ling Mojin, and pressed Ling Mojin's hand on the back of her neck with one hand, letting her Her fingertips pressed on the knot, indicating that she could do whatever she wanted to herself.

However, it was Yu Qingge's action that made Ling Mojin wake up instantly. She let go of Yu Qingge and got up from her lap.

"Qingge...I didn't do it on purpose..." Ling Mojin explained in a panic, she didn't know why she couldn't help herself today and almost lost control.

Yu Qingge stretched out her hand to fasten the untied belt behind her back, regardless of how much the cloth on her body could not cover her enchanting body, she got up and approached Ling Mojin, her disappointment could not be concealed: "Why should Jin'er blame herself? I wish you did it on purpose, even if you can't help it, I am willing, but you are so unwilling to be tempted by me, could it be that my body can't attract you to take a look?"

Yu Qingge is lost, she still has reason, how could she not know that Ling Mojin has already been bewitched by her, if it weren't for the calm temper and the shackles in her heart that have been accumulated over the years, Ling Mojin has already fallen into her beauty at this moment In the middle, this statement is just to think that even if she is rejected, at least let her say something nice to soothe her hurt heart.

"No, no, it's because I can't pass my own level." Ling Mojin shook her head and denied Yu Qingge's words. She has always known how beautiful Yu Qingge is, and such extreme beauty is poisonous to Ling Mojin Ling Mojin almost lost control of these few times of intimacy, but the shackles in her heart could not be let go, which broke Yu Qingge's heart repeatedly.

"I like the feeling of having skin-to-skin contact with you. It makes me feel that you really belong to me, not as illusory as you are now. I don't deny your affection for me, but I really don't feel at ease." Yu Qing Ge is not frivolous by nature, it's just because Ling Mojin is the person she has loved for so long.

"I understand." Ling Mojin couldn't bear to see Yu Qingge so sad, but now she really can't give Yu Qingge anything.

"It's late at night, let's go to bed, I'm a little tired today." Yu Qingge knew that she didn't want to talk too much about this issue, no matter how bitter her heart was, let her go, and kept it for ten years, let alone such things day?

Yu Qingge lay on the bed first, with her back facing the outside and Ling Mojin, a warm breath came from behind her, and Ling Mojin, who was undressed, stretched out her hand to hug Yu Qingge into her arms, her movements were somewhat He hesitated, but finally hugged her.

"Wait for me, okay?" Ling Mojin whispered in her ear.

Yu Qingge couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and hugged her, she had no intention of annoying her, but now Yu Qingge heard the words in her ear clearly, it was full of deep affection and forbearance, let her know, It's not that Ling Mojin didn't want to.

This night Ling Mojin has been hugging Yu Qingge to sleep, she deeply realizes that she is becoming more and more unable to resist Yu Qingge's temptation to her, maybe when she really loses control, she really wants Yu Qingge regardless The day of Qingge is the day of eternal doom.