Chunyin

Just like this, I was tied to the table with fish and meat all night, when the morning light was twilight, Guangling Fang removed the rope that bound me.I propped up my waist and stood up, looked down and saw several bright red rope marks on my thighs, and also saw the hickey marks on my chest and abdomen, thinking about what happened last night, I felt a little complicated.

I naturally fulfilled my wish, and I was very happy and happy last night, but now feeling the red mark on my wrist, I feel inexplicable and unsatisfactory.

I was in a daze when Guangling left and came back again, wrapped me in a coat and picked me up.When I went out, I saw that the sky was twilight, and all the scenery in the garden were shrouded in the blue and white sky, very bleak.When I got to the edge of the pool, I saw white mist on the surface of the pool. Guangling walked into the mist, waded down, and slowly put me into the pool. Only then did I realize that the water in the pool was clear and warm, no different from Fengchun Pool.

I naturally accepted his kindness, so I thanked him, and then dived into the water and swam twice.

Guangling also sat down by the bank in the pool. I watched him in the water. His clothes were not finished afterwards, his breasts were half open, and his puffy sleeves were floating in the water. He was lazy and casual, unlike the usual Guangling is very different.I looked at him through layers of water waves, and the lack in my heart became more and more intense.

After a while, I turned around in the pool, transformed into a jiao body, and swam straight to the man.After lingering for a while, the dragon's tail flicked lightly, and wrapped itself around him, from feet to legs, from legs to waist, from waist to his chest, and finally popped out in front of him, facing him who was slightly surprised. look.

"What's the matter?" He raised his hand to stroke my head and asked.

"To take revenge." I hugged him as I said, wrapping my tail around his legs, "I was not allowed to touch you last night, come down to take revenge now."

Guangling was stunned for a moment, put his hand under the water on my waist, and laughed softly: "That's right. I still have the strength to take revenge."

As soon as his hand came up, his waist became a little soft again. I scolded myself for not being able to live up to my strength, and was very annoyed in my heart, and said: "I still have some strength." While talking, I drove the dragon's tail to swim slowly on his body, using a little bit of force Tightly wrapped, the scales scraped gently on his legs through a layer of thin shirt, as if kissing him softly with countless lips.

Guangling didn't speak for a while, but his hand slowly slid down. Suddenly his fingertips touched somewhere. My scalp exploded, my waist tensed, and the scales all over my body suddenly opened. body.

This feeling is strange. I have never experienced being a human being and being a ghost for hundreds of years, so I couldn't help but go underwater to see what happened.

Glancing at it, he felt his blood rushing up again, blushing and buried his head on his shoulder—indeed, that dragon tail was stimulated by something, and at this moment, under the wave light, its whole body was bright and radiant. , and a few inches below the navel, there are actually two small holes, which resemble the venting place of fish.That place is usually covered by scales and is not visible to people, but now that the scales are open, it can be seen clearly.

The latter one, with red and swollen edges, seems to be the place where Guangling worked last night, while the former one, where Guangling's fingertips are touching at the moment, can only be seen sticking out a few small red tongues, greedily licking Guangling's fingertips.

I seemed to be suffering from some kind of itching all over my body, my tail curled up unconsciously to avoid it, and I whispered: "Stop messing with it..."

Guangling was kind and kind, and smiled, but he really didn't want to do it.

But away from his finger, the door is wide open, the gurgling water rushes by, the small tongue is floating in the water and has nowhere to fall, and it becomes very empty again. I want to close the scales, but I can't do anything, the itching is gone. It got worse and worse, I twisted my body, and unconsciously pressed my lower abdomen, and asked intermittently while gritting my teeth: "What is this..."

While asking, he involuntarily stretched out his hand to caress, but Guangling stopped him halfway.

He pulled my hand over his waist and said, "Don't do it yourself, the more you do it, the worse it will be."

I straightened my waist and rubbed against him: "Then help me quickly..."

Guangling hugged me and turned around, pressed me by the pool, but he was not in a hurry to help me, but asked with a smile: "Will you take revenge or not?"

I was stunned when I heard it, and in a confused state, I remembered what I was doing, and went to hug him in a daze, and felt wronged again: "...I just want to hug you."

"You just... bully me."

Guangling was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then his gaze deepened again.

Then he was pressed by the pool and did it several times, the taste of the muscles and bones being crisp and ecstasy, needless to say in detail.

After all, I am finally satisfied.

By the end of the day, it was daylight.

On the second day, we left the city as planned and headed towards Qiuning Mountain.

Guangling did not ride the wind and ride the clouds at my request, so he went to the street to rent two horses, and rode slowly out of the city together.Guangling asked me if I would rest in his sleeve, but I refused - he teased me like that, and I was suffocated.

All the way without a word, walking to the mountain, Guangling summoned the mountain god, and asked the whereabouts of the spiritual creature.

The mountain god said: "That little thing usually haunts the Zhaoxi River in the southern suburbs, but I haven't seen it for a few days. Xiaoxian leads the two of you to go."

The mountain god originally bowed his head to answer, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of me while he was moving, he couldn't help being startled, and couldn't help but look at me a few more times.

I was thinking about my heart and soul, and seeing that his expression was different, it was related to the spiritual creature, so I asked him what was wrong.

The mountain god laughed and said, "It turns out that Izumo really made the knot's oath."

I was startled, Guangling also came to see me and asked, "Swear?"

The mountain god then took out a booklet from his sleeve, turned to a certain page, and said that on a certain day in the southern suburbs of a certain year, Liang Sheng and Fu Sheng made an oath to send to the next life, and said: "Xiaoxian has been a mountain god for hundreds of years. , It was also the first time I got this knot to swear, so I always paid attention to it. After that, more than ten years later, I saw that Fu Sheng had a clothes tomb beside Zhaoxi River, and after inquiring again, I learned that Liang Sheng had also passed away. After sighing, I went to the underworld. Fu Sheng's reincarnation was successfully found, but Liang Sheng's reincarnation was never found. This oath has been kept in this book until now. I just heard it a few days ago A fairy friend said that it was the oath made by the envoy of Guangling Shenjun when he came down to earth, Xiaoxian didn't believe it at first, but seeing him today, it is indeed the appearance of the person who swore that day."

At the end of the mountain god's speech, he took out another thing from his sleeve and presented it to me, saying: "This oath, Xiaoxian, can no longer be fulfilled, and it should be returned to the original owner."

In the palm of his hand are the two strands of black hair twisted by the young Liang Lanzheng and Fu Changting, a scribbled knot, which I tied back then.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry." I was also full of sighs, stepped forward, and was about to pick it up, but Guangling took it away first.

I followed him, and in just a blink of an eye, the two strands of black hair turned into a speck of powder between his fingers and drifted away in the wind.

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