Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Maybe it was a joke, but I really didn't have the so-called moment when I became passionate and turned into a wolf.For example, Xia Yu's current state is beyond her imagination.

However, my sister also said that as long as I meet the right person, I can definitely experience the so-called enthusiasm and happiness even if I feel cold.

He brushed Xia Yu's long golden hair in the water, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xia Yu's youthful buds, jade-like color, standing tall, and he couldn't help but feel his face heat up, slightly embarrassed.

How should I tell him this?

He hesitated, Xia Yu's eyes were already blurred: "Xiao Jing, this is very uncomfortable."

Song Jing licked her thin lips, feeling absurdly righteous in her heart, and said in a low voice, "I'll help you."

After finishing speaking, he coughed lightly again in embarrassment, and his indifferent and pale face blushed awkwardly, helping another man to do this kind of thing... He rarely does it himself... Forget it, Xia Yu is still a child.He calmed down and was about to stretch out his hands.

Xia Yu looked at him with bright eyes: "You really help me, Xiao Jing? I heard that this kind of thing is very bad."

Song Jing stared over in embarrassment, knowing that she still said it.

The black jade-like phoenix eyes are slender and moist, with sparkling waves. Xia Yu's body became a little hotter after being stared at, and she directly pounced on Song Jing's body: "Xiao Jing, it's good to be next to you like this before. Comfortable. I thought you didn't want me to hug you."

Song Jing's outstretched hands stayed in the water without embarrassment, Xia Yu, did he know what kind of help he was talking about?

"Thank you, Xiaojing, for letting me hold you." Xia Yu pressed against the cool and smooth skin, and part of the void in her heart was filled, but the heat in her whole body still couldn't be relieved.He subconsciously stretched out his hands and hugged Song Jing tightly, and his lower body consciously began to rub back and forth on Song Jing's thighs. The fresh and flexible thighs gave waves of pleasure to his body. The hand began to exert force, as if to stick the two of them together.

"You can hug as long as you want." Song Jing stiffened his body. This posture and movement made his calm black eyes slightly embarrassed, but his body gradually softened. The hot thing rubbed against the slight pain, but in the hot spring water, the tingling turned into numbness, and it was not too uncomfortable, so I just let it go without moving.

"Also, hug me gently." Song Jing frowned as the hands on her waist became stronger.Xia Yu's eyes were full of water vapor, and she also heard Song Jing's words clearly, and the strength of her hands became lighter.

"Okay, it's so comfortable, Xiao Jing." Xia Yu bit her lower lip, and finally raised her neck a moment later, her blond hair was thrown out of the water, and across the mist above the water surface, she threw out a series of crystal water droplets, loudly Moaned out, "Ah—"

Song Jing only felt that the liquid was sprayed on her thighs, and then it was diluted by the spring water.

Phew, he breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and patted the boy lying in his arms, only to find that Xia Yu had closed her eyes tiredly, as if she was about to fall into a deep sleep.

You deserve it, who made you so weak, and you still lose your temper indiscriminately.Song Jing raised her eyebrows and lowered her head to kiss his forehead lightly. The words she didn't say echoed in his heart at this moment—Xia Yu, I'm sorry for leaving this time.

Closing her eyes and resting her head on Xia Yu's shoulder, Song Jing's exhaustion finally surged, and her breathing gradually became even.

The two leaned against each other, leaning against the wall of the pool, and fell asleep in the misty bamboo forest and snow.It was the last time Song Jing was so close to Xia Yu in Yulu Hot Spring, which was like a fairyland.It's a pity that the warmth and beauty of the moment makes many people involuntarily ignore some gloom hidden in the shadows.

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更新时间2010-5-69:22:31字数：5388

That night, Song Jing and Xia Yu left Yulu Hot Spring.Such a medicated bath is like a tonic, which can allow the body to get the best rest, but once it is over, it will be sustained by the overflowing spiritual power in the body to serious internal injuries.

So when the night fell and the snow fell again, he stood shoulder to shoulder with Xia Yu, and put up a protective cover on his body. The snowflakes hit the transparent cover. From a distance, it looked like two snowballs moving.Slowly walked out of the bamboo forest.The vigorous body was full of spiritual power, no longer weak and weak, no longer exhausted, Song Jing glanced at Xia Yu who was still shy and silent from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but smile.Probably by tomorrow, he will be back to normal.

Tonight, I might be able to try the technique of controlling objects. When I have the opportunity in the future, I will refine a magic weapon for myself. I can also be like Tantai Chunshui wherever I go, with a folding fan flying high and low. Convenient and fast.

Walking through the path in the backyard, the familiar road became strange in my eyes after just two days.It seems that I haven’t seen it for a long time, and I vaguely remember the appearance of it, but it is like a screening of an old movie, with a yellow background that means passing and remembrance, like a card that has been placed at the bottom of a box for a long time, yellowing and brittle with the passage of time.

Long time no see.Song Jing's heart went round and round, and such emotion emerged strangely.

Half-closed her eyes, Song Jing, who put on the thin long gown of Tantai's family, put her hands in the cuffs, and went back to the hut with Xia Yu in silence.

Open the door, the air in the room is cold and cold.The tables and benches are neatly arranged, and the bedding on the bed is messy, just like when I left.Everything is the same as when he left.Looking at the layout of the room, Song Jing was in a daze for a moment, as if he had never left, never went down the mountain, never met Sun Xiaowu and Little Wolf, never seen Sun Xiaowu die.

It seems that he just went out to see the snow scene, and now he is about to open the door and come back.

"Xiao Jing, do you want to eat?" Xia Yu asked in a low voice, staring straight at the ground.

Song Jing raised her eyebrows, and her slender eyes were full of jokes: "I just soaked in the hot spring, and my spiritual power is enough, so I don't need to make another trip."

He dragged Xiaolang to the bedside: "Your mental energy is exhausted, even if you soak in Yulu, you still need to rest. You sleep first, I have absorbed too much spiritual power, and I need to refine it for a while."

"Then Xiaojing, why did you come to Yulu?" Xia Yu, who was not bothered by shyness, clearly thought much more clearly.

"Me?" Song Jing said with a faint smile, "I was weak when I left. After two days of being beaten by wind and snow outside, Tantai Qingyan let me go to Yulu." He lay down on Xia Yu: "Go to sleep, tomorrow morning we will go to the lake to make a snowman."

Xia Yu obediently lay down and closed her eyes, her platinum eyelashes trembled a few times, and then she slowly calmed down.

"Xiao Jing, will you be here?" He closed his eyes, his eyebrows were tender, and he softly searched for a reassuring answer.

Song Jing's heart suddenly became extremely soft. He pressed the corner of the quilt, and said in a warm and comfortable voice, "I will be here. I will not leave."

A small smile appeared on Xia Yu's lips, she quietly rubbed the pillow, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep with her head tilted.The room smelled of Xiao Jing, so I felt very at ease.

Song Jing turned around, her gentle face suddenly darkened, then she pursed her lips, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to practice.

Sun Xiaowu and Xiaolang were pressed to the bottom of their hearts. Now that they think about it, they are just fighting for powerlessness.The slender eyes were cold and fleeting. He studied the ink, picked up the pen, calmed down, and swayed.Everything flows as you wish.

After painting until midnight, the spiritual power obtained in Yulu Hot Spring gradually became my own.

Sitting in front of the table, he silently recalled the spells and fingering changes of the imperial object technique, simulated it several times in his mind, and when he felt that it was all right, he cast the spell on the wooden table in front of him.

Under the infusion of continuous and sufficient spiritual power, the table slowly rose into the air, getting farther and farther away from the ground.There is still a bit of swaying when it takes off the ground, but the more it goes up, the more stable and uniform it is.He learned quickly, a table was commanded by him, up and down over the room, left and right, like an arm.

It wasn't until his spiritual power was exhausted that he slowly lowered the table and gently landed on the ground.

Now, as long as you continue to improve your cultivation, it will be fine.Song Jing touched the Qiankun Ring in his hand, the pass jade card that Tantai Qingyan gave him was still in his hand, it seemed that Tantai Qingyan would not take it back on purpose.Then, of course, I can often go to Yulu Hot Spring to take bubbles, so as to increase my cultivation base.

Then, try to obtain spiritual materials and refine a magic weapon for yourself, such as Tantai Qingyan's Bisi sword, and Tantai Chunshui's folding fan.Song Jing touched the bridge of his nose, well, what kind of magic weapon do I want?

As he thought so, he bent down.

When I put the table back on the ground just now, I vaguely saw a place under the original table, and a jade-colored light flashed past.If he hadn't used the table as an experimental object to float around tonight, perhaps this little jasper-colored thing would always be hidden in the blind corner of his sight, and he didn't know when he would discover it.

Song Jing stretched out his hand to touch, and found a long strip of ice-cold jade, the size of a little finger.He took it out and held it in his palm to observe carefully.Ten months ago, the house he and Xia Yu cleaned was empty, obviously empty.In other words, it only appeared under the table after I moved in.The location where it appeared was in a blind spot, as if afraid of being found.

Could it be the summer rain?After all, there were only Xia Yu and himself in this room.

Song Jing put this little jade on the table, and saw that it was completely uniform, the jasper was warm and moist, and there were small red dots on both ends. At this moment, a hair-thin red line connected the two dots together, It looks like bright blood in the blue color.Really - the more I look at it, the more I feel