I hope to return to the country

It was a long, deep kiss.

Crispy, tingling, lingering, it seems that full of longing and tenderness are poured on the lips and teeth, and they want to pass it on to the other party to know that the more you kiss, the more passionate you will be, and the more passionate you will be, the more you can't stop.

Their chests are tightly pressed together, and each other can feel the violent beating of their heartbeats in the "bang bang", just like their breath and lips, entangled and fused into a ball, it is almost impossible to tell who belongs to whom. Also inseparable at all.

At the very beginning, Le Zhiyu was still trying to struggle to break free, so he asked a few words first.

For example, how did Qin Zhiyi find this place, for example, whether it would be dangerous for Su Yi and Su Er to stay on the boat, for example, why the people from Lingxi were not allowed to follow Ning Yuancheng, and for example...

He asked a lot of questions, but he didn't have a chance to ask a single one.

Qin Zhi also blocked all his words, and gradually let him sink into confusion with a passionate kiss, completely relaxing his slightly tense nerves.

Not long ago, he thought that he would bid farewell to Brother Qin in this life. Even if we meet again in a long time, the relationship between the prince and the traitor will become incompatible, and he will hang up for a few days Leaving a whole body at the city gate would be considered Qin Zhiyi's merciful remembrance of old love.

Unexpectedly, yesterday's whim of drinking to relieve his sorrows really wiped out all his melancholy and leisurely worries, so much so that he still wondered if he was dreaming this morning. nothing left.

Until now, he was lying in this warm and dry quilt, and Qin Zhiyi held him in his arms like some lost and recovered treasure. The two of them kissed each other as sticky as before. The heart that was fluttering in the air finally fell to the ground.

No matter what happens in the future, at least at this moment, he and Qin Zhi are connected with each other and love each other.

That's enough.

Le Zhiyu couldn't hide the joy in his heart, he put his hands on Qin Zhiyi's shoulders and climbed up his neck, raised his chin slightly, and responded to him awkwardly.

This rare initiative made Qin Zhiyi hug him even tighter, kissing him so much that he could hardly breathe, his body softened into a puddle of spring mud.

"Yes, Not Bad."

When Le Zhiyu was about to be unbearable, Qin Zhiyi finally let go of his lips, smiled in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and provocative.

"There is still a scent of wine."

Even though Le Zhiyu was dizzy by the kiss, he understood the pun, and his already hot face became even more inflamed, turning as red as the magnificent sunset glow in the sky.

He panted lightly and looked at Qin Zhiyi, with wetness at the end of his eyes, which made that pretty face even more pink-faced, delicate and soft, a bit shy when he wanted to speak.

According to the script, he should turn his head away at this moment, shyly and timidly, pretending to be angry and saying "I hate it."

But after what happened just now, he is more courageous now, not only does not hide, but also wraps his arms around Qin Zhiyi's neck, and nods confidently.

"That's right, it's a good wine made with oranges, haven't you tasted it?"

"Oh?"

Qin Zhi also looked at his shy, flushed face, but still pretending to be calm, narrowed his eyes, and moved closer to the corner of his lips.

"Since you said so, I'll give it another try."

"No, it's not..."

Le Zhiyu couldn't keep on pretending for a while, and withdrew his hand in a panic, trying to block Qin Zhiyi's lips with his palm.

"I haven't recovered yet, wait a minute, wait a while..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and the tips of his ears became more and more red. There was a feeling of nothing to hide in Qin Zhiyi's smiling eyes. It was buried in Qin Zhiyi's neck, complaining softly in a muffled voice.

"You will bully me. When we first met, you were obviously not like this."

Qin Zhi also grabbed the hand that he brought to his lips, and kissed his white fingertips with a subtle tone.

"Then do you like the me before or the me now?"

These words seemed to have a lot of meaning, for a person with a lively mind, he might have to interpret thousands of meanings, Ke Le Zhiyu didn't think about anything, only dawdled for a while, and then answered him with a blushing face.

"Aren't you the same as you before and now? As long as it's you, no matter what you look like, I like it."

It is very simple to say, not fancy, not sensational, with a touch of softness and innocent childishness, but it always hits the key point and deeply touches people's hearts.

There was a gleam in Qin Zhiyi's eyes, and he rested his chin on the top of Le Zhiyu's head, rubbing it gently along the hair, his voice sinking slightly.

"Me too."

Le Zhiyu was taken aback by the three words that seemed to be a declaration and a promise. After he realized it, his eyes were filled with joy, but after the joy was too much, he belatedly thought of something very important. thing.

This trip is going to Wuyou Valley.

Since he has made up his mind to be with Qin Zhiyi, when he arrives at the door, he must take him back to show Madam Yang, or tell Madam Yang about it, right?

Le Zhiyu shuddered when he thought of his mother's violent temper.

All she wants is to let Le Zhiyu marry a virtuous and good girl, and the young couple will give her a grandson, so that the family can be passed on to the next generation, and they will be happy.

Coke Zhiyu was disobedient and refused to listen. He insisted on leaving for the sake of escaping marriage and the so-called great cause of restoring the country. But after a while, his career was not accomplished at all. Instead, he brought a man back and said that he wanted to get married. This was not intentional to piss her off. ?

What's more terrible is that if Mrs. Yang is really the god master of Qingdan Society, then Qin Zhiyi's identity will definitely not be concealed. When the time comes, the enemy will be extremely jealous when they meet, and directly order the masters hidden behind the Qingdan Society What should I do if I want to kill Qin Zhiyi mercilessly?

Besides, Qin Zhiyi, judging from the severity of his encirclement and suppression of Yun Zhiyu and others in Yancheng, it is obvious that he did not intend to take the gentle route of convincing others with virtue. Yuwei will be summoned to rise up and resist, even if the enemy on the opposite side is Le Zhiyu's own mother.

Le Zhiyu didn't doubt that Qin Zhi also really liked him, but he wasn't foolish enough to think that the new crown prince, who had made his fortune through military exploits, would be overwhelmed by love and give up the great opportunity to capture the leader of the bandits and eradicate Qingdan in one fell swoop.

When it really came to the moment when swords and swords were facing each other, how should he deal with himself?Should I stand on Mrs. Yang's side, or on Qin Zhiyi's side?

The sweetness in his heart just now was blown away by the cold reality, but in a short while, several dramas had appeared in Le Zhiyu's mind in a mess.

After a while, he stood in front of Qin Zhiyi, who was covered in blood and dying, and shouted at Mrs. Yang hoarsely, "If you want to kill him, kill me first!"

After a while, he was holding on to the general situation, and Madam Yang, who was surrounded by arrows, shouted at Qin Zhiyi with tears streaming down her face, "If you want to kill her, kill me first!"

Don't ask why you keep repeating the same sentence, because it's all written in the scriptures that Le Zhiyu read before.

According to the general ending in the storybook, the protagonist who yelled this sentence was killed by mistake while blocking the sword. Before dying, he begged the person who killed him to let his parents or lover go with tears in his eyes.

After he died, the hostile parties who had vowed to fight to the death suddenly calmed down. They all regretted and cried bitterly at his corpse, and finally, inexplicably, they settled their suspicions and shook hands to make peace.

No, why do you have to wait until the person is gone before you wake up?

I don't want to die!

Le Zhiyu used to think of these nonsense words as a pastime, but now he realizes that he has to face such a terrible and absurd situation. He really wants to pay a lot of money for a pair of eyes that have never seen the ending. Let him stop thinking wildly and flustered.

Otherwise, why not go to Wuyou Valley?

But if you don't go to Wuyou Valley, you won't be able to get Wannian Zimanqing, and you won't be able to save Ning Yuancheng. How can you not keep your promises?

Besides, it's impossible for him to hide from Mrs. Yang forever and never see her again, right?Moreover, the matter of him and Qin Zhiyi getting married is not a fire after all. Sooner or later, his mother will know about it, and I'm afraid the situation will be even more difficult to salvage.

Ah, what should I do...

"What do you think?"

Qin Zhi also lowered his eyes, looked at Le Zhiyu who was moaning and writhing in his arms, and reached out to stroke the back of his round head as if to comfort him.

"Is it a headache?"

"Yeah, I have a headache."

Le Zhiyu raised his wrinkled face like a bitter melon to look at him, and his tone made him panic when he heard it.

"I'm going home this time. If my mother doesn't agree with us being together, and even hates you so much that she wants you to die, what will you do?"

Qin Zhi also raised his eyebrows. He always felt that this question seemed familiar. It seemed that when he thought that Le Zhiyu was Luo Yuelin's son, the two of them had such a conversation, but at that time It was Le Zhiyu he asked.

"Since I have chosen to be with you, I will not be shaken by anyone."

He repeated what Le Zhiyu had said, and added a few words with a smile.

"If you really care about your mother's feelings, then I will let her see my sincerity. No matter why she hates me, I will find a way to change her."

"But, if I'm really the young master of the Qingdan Society, isn't she the divine master of the Qingdan Society?"

Le Zhiyu still asked, staring at Qin Zhiyi nervously, for fear of missing the slightest bit of his expression.

"She won't change her opinion of you no matter what you do, then, then..."

Qin Zhi also heard the trembling voice that was about to cry, but raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"So that's what you were thinking just now."

He raised his fingers to press Le Zhiyu's red and swollen lips, stroked them gently, and said patiently: "Then you don't have to worry, because I have already caught the real young master of the Qingdan Society."