flapping wings

After digesting the grievances and grievances of the wild fox, everyone seemed to let go of their worries, and the atmosphere became lively again. Some people were active and turned their attention to Qi Ping.

Although he didn't want to deal with the ice cubes beside him, he finally gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to walk over. Although the words were comforting, they carried a lot of probing.

Seeing this, the others were not to be outdone, they went over with wine, and Qi Ping politely answered all kinds of questions while they were toasting.

Under the threat of Mu Xiaoque, Huabuluo helped him block a few rounds, and finally lay down on the table with Qi Ping and started talking nonsense.

Seeing that the two of them were lying down, the rest of the people looked at Mu Xiaoque cautiously and gave each other winks. Just as they were about to take a step, they were frightened by the glance of the other party and backed away.

This look is frightening to others, but to Qi Ping it is naked seduction.

He barely propped himself up and crawled to Mu Xiaoque's side to kiss him, but just as his face was about to move towards him, he was directly laid down on his lap.

Qi Ping hooked Mu Xiaoque's neck with his hands, stood up persistently and continued to move.

Mu Xiaoque hugged his back with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, "Don't think that I won't beat you up just because you're drinking and playing hooligans."

Qi Ping drooped his eyelids unhappily, shook off his hands and struggled upwards recklessly, seeing that his head was sweating, Mu Xiaoque had no choice but to coax, "Go back and kiss."

"Go back and kiss enough, I can kiss as much as I want," Mu Xiaoque nodded looking at the void in front of him, and the tips of his ears couldn't help but start to turn red.

Qi Ping jumped up and down happily, even more trouble than before, "Go back and hurt my wife!"

"Nonsense," Mu Xiaoque patted him, eyes fluttering, and cursed, "Who is your wife!"

"Wooden sparrow is me"

Mu Xiaoque covered his mouth, raised his sleeves in a panic to wipe off his sweat, but suddenly thought of something in the middle, he quickly put it down again, gracefully took out a handkerchief and gently pressed it on his forehead.

"Woooo!" Qi Ping struggled, and finally avoided Mu Xiaoque's hand, and shouted the last sentence: "I am a daughter-in-law! No!"

Mu Xiaoque held him down again, watching him with a smile in his eyes for a moment.

After the banquet was over, Hua Buluo was carried away by the Tianshan faction, and Mu Xiaoque carried Qi Ping back to the west chamber.

He looked down at the hands dishonestly reaching into his arms, and squeezed Qi Ping's calf forcefully.

However, now that force has long been useless, that hand became even more unscrupulous, even gnawing on his neck with its mouth.

"Itch!" Mu Xiaoque dodged the people in front, lowered his head and quickened his pace towards the west chamber, wrapping his soft tongue around his ears, making his whole body tremble.

"Don't undress!"

Mu Xiaoque had to let go of one hand to stop it, at this moment, Qi Ping suddenly slid to the right, and the moment he hit the bluestone road with his head down, Mu Xiaoque quickly picked him up.

Mu Xiaoque couldn't help shaking her hands holding him, and the clothes were wet with layers of cold sweat on her back. He smoothed Qi Ping's hair: "Don't scare me, okay?"

"Obviously you let go of me first," Qi Ping grumbled dissatisfiedly, "Every time you leave me first."

"No, I never," Qi Ping bumped his head against Mu Xiaoque's forehead, raised his hand to rub it, and retorted, "Yes!"

Seeing Mu Xiaoque nod and shut up, he snorted in satisfaction, "You're smart!"

On the way back to the west chamber, Mu Xiaoque silently accepted all the hats that Qi Ping buckled.

He was chaotic and abandoned at the beginning, lustful, heartless, heartless, etc. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would never let this person drink again.

Finally reached the west wing, the moment Qi Ping saw the west wing door, he excitedly crawled up and down on his back, clapping and applauding.

Mu Xiaoque finally let out a long breath, but he swallowed it again in fright, and stood in a dilemma at the door.

"Come in, kiss," Qi Ping patted his back, and swayed from side to side on his waist, knocking against him with his calves from time to time.

Seeing that this person didn't move, Qi Ping lay down next to Mu Xiaoque's ear, rubbed his shoulders anxiously and began to act like a baby: "Que'er, hurry up, okay? Huh? Please."

Mu Xiaoque looked at the two-story building in the distance, and walked in step by step as if resigned to fate, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Suffering to the door, Qi Ping happily pushed open the door, and the cheers in his mouth suddenly turned into wailing, "Bad guy!"

Mu Xiaoque hurried into the room and kicked the door, the sweat on his forehead finally slid down his cheeks, and the heart he lifted was obediently put back into his stomach.

Xiang Qing'er was lying on their bed and looked at them with complicated expressions, "I thought you would never be tempted by anyone in your life."

"Her expression is so scary," Qi Ping muttered in a low voice, "Hurry up and drive her out."

After receiving the eye knife from Xiang Qing'er, he quickly hid his head in Mu Xiaoque's hair, and commanded in a low voice: "Throw her out!"

Pulling Qi Ping from her back to the front of her body, Mu Xiaoque's hand pressed lightly on the back of his head, and gently placed the man who fell asleep in her arms on the couch.

He casually glanced at the six extra copper coins in the couch, helped Qi Ping take off his shoes, covered the quilt before looking at Xiang Qing'er, "You came here to tell me this?"

Xiang Qing'er turned her head and blinked the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Aren't these important? Flowers blooming in icebergs, I thought it was a rare thing."

Mu Xiaoque lowered her eyelids and looked at the ground, completely ignoring Xiang Qinger's ridicule without saying a word.

With a faint sigh, Xiang Qing'er straightened her hair and sat up on the bed: "Your cold and indifferent attitude made me think of you all the time, hey!"

"Hey! I couldn't help sighing when I heard it," followed by a third sigh, and Hong Ling came in from the window with a sigh.

She shook her head and said: "There are flowers blooming in the iceberg all the time, but the suzerain didn't see it. It's a pity. If someone sees it, they have to peel off a layer of ice first. It doesn't make any difference."

"Jing is willing to join in the fun," a heroic voice came in from the window with some reproach.

Then the window was opened, and Yan Qing said to Mu Xiaoque succinctly: "I didn't come here today for the love of my children, and of course it has something to do with it, otherwise, who would risk the danger and brave the cold wind to inquire about information for you, Another tip-off?"

Xiang Qing'er turned sideways slightly, with the handkerchief under her eyes, Hong Ling sighed again, "It's so cold, come on."

She dragged Yanqing in from the window, "Tell me, I'm not in the mood right now."

"Mo Dao Wu's surname is actually Li." Yan Qing cut to the chase without leaving any suspense.

"Oh, such a big thing makes you really boring to talk about," Hong Ling waved her hand: "If you go to storytelling, I guess you can get a lot of rotten cabbages."

She walked to the side of the couch and sat down. Just as she was leaning against Mu Xiaoque's arm, she glanced at the blue from the corner of her eyes, and sat back calmly.

In the end, he had to touch Qi Ping's face twice to enjoy himself, and lay back on his stomach, "This is the information I got in exchange for the lives of two people in my clan."

After finishing speaking, under Xiang Qing'er's warning gaze, Hong Ling stuck out her tongue and waved her hands, obviously not planning to say more.

Mu Xiaoque told these people the information about the underground cave in Yong'an City and the old house of the Li family, "The Li family may be the first one to be destroyed."

Hearing this, Hong Ling sighed, "The Li family has been missed so early? And they took advantage of this to hide in the world and become a family without a surname? That's amazing!"

"You just said that the old man is from the same martial art line as the little brother." Xiang Qing'er's mood improved a little, and she analyzed: "This person may be from the Li family of the four major families."

While kneading Qi Ping's face, Hong Ling asked: "Does the Wu family know about this? Is it a coincidence that Beishan built the inn there or was it intentional?"

"Beishan is definitely not innocent," Yanqing continued, "The fire last time was equivalent to a warning to him. As for how far they stretched their hands, I don't know."

Xiaohong suddenly tilted her head to look at Qi Ping, and patted his arm with unclear eyes. She just wanted to lean over to kiss her, but Mu Xiaoque picked her up and threw her to Yanqing's side.

She pouted for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Could Beishan be the real culprit behind the interception of Hu Mo's way?"

"No," Mu Xiaoque shook her head: "The fire in the Beishan Inn was started by Zhang Rumeng and his wife. Zhang Rumeng is the real murderer behind the scenes."

Several people discussed it again, and all the conclusions were still just guesses, without any evidence to prove it.

After seeing them off, Mu Xiaoque crouched by the side of the couch, looked at the copper coins in the couch, the position had changed slightly from before, he didn't pay much attention to it, guessed in his heart that it was made by Hong Ling.

Picking it up and stuffing it into the purse, he stared at Qi Ping for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head, and pressed a light kiss on that plump forehead.

Like water dripping into a frying pan, he was so hot that he exploded in a panic.

He got up and walked around the room for a while, finally he retracted himself completely into the corner, lowered his head and bit his knuckles, leaving a few deep tooth marks.

After about a cup of tea time, he dared to go back again and pinched the back of Qi Ping's neck.

Seeing Yoyo's dishonest actions immediately after waking up, he hastily pressed Qi Ping's hand that was about to move, got up in a panic and wanted to run away.

When Qi Ping got a gap, he immediately pulled out his arm, wrapped it around his neck with incomparable agility, and exerted force on his waist at the same time.

In an instant, the world was spinning, and Mu Xiaoque was suddenly crushed under him. He snorted, and turned his head helplessly, "Don't."

"You owe me." Qi Ping, who was no longer drunk at the moment, leaned over and sucked on Mu Xiaoque's neck: "It's only natural to pay back the debt."

"Qi Ping, I beg you, I don't want to," Mu Xiaoque pushed him away, shook his head and said, "I don't want to continue to hurt you."

It was as if someone swung his heart hard with a hammer, Qi Ping's throat was slightly choked, and he was slightly out of breath.

He didn't expect Mu Xiaoque to take all the responsibility on himself, but obviously, his Que'er didn't do anything, he was just pestered by a bastard.

Qi Ping held his hand tightly, and rubbed his other hand against his face. , looking into his eyes tenderly, "Where did you get this sense of guilt? Don't be like this, Que'er, I've been forcing you all this time, I'm just a bad guy."

"I'm not a human, but a beast." Qi Ping caressed Mu Xiaoque's brows and eyes distressedly. After he calmed down, he slowly kissed him, carefully licking those two thin lips.

He wanted to stop, but he suddenly felt that Mu Xiaoque's teeth were gradually loosening.

Qi Ping raised his eyes and stared at the pair of eyes that he didn't know when to close, his heart was beating, he no longer cared how deep he was sunk.

Obviously, Mu Xiaoque is too, but his Queer's guilt is really annoying and needs to be cured.

Mu Xiaoque opened her eyes and looked at him, heaving a long sigh of relief, but her eyes were a little dim, "Are you ready?"

Qi Ping suddenly raised his head and let out a sinister smile, pulled his ear and threatened: "Hey! Quickly stick out your tongue, if you bite your teeth so tightly, I will ask the person outside to come in and take a look!"

"how do you know!"

Qi Ping took advantage of the gap to stick his tongue into Mu Xiaoque's mouth, entangled in it for a moment, he pretended not to see the panicked expression on the other side's face, and bit his thin lips.

Then he grinned, "There is a dry footprint on the window sill, it looks like a man's foot, and when you think of you waking me up, you know it's your people coming, otherwise how do you think I know? Can you wake up early?"

Mu Xiaoque looked up, but before she could see clearly, she was shaken violently.

Qi Ping's expression became vicious, and he said angrily: "Open your mouth, stick out your tongue, hurry up!"

Sucking the protruding tongue tip of the person under him, he held Mu Xiaoque's face and sucked it forgetfully. His body rubbed against each other, and his lust rose, drowning his reason almost instantly.

Qi Ping secretly twisted his thigh, and stopped rubbing his lower body. He opened his eyes and forced himself to stay awake, not daring to take another half step.

Suddenly, the skirt was ripped open, and cold fingertips touched his bare chest.

Mu Xiaoque closed her eyes, opened her lips slightly, and stretched out her tongue to curl up on the tip of his tongue. She was obviously overwhelmed by the kiss, and she didn't know what she had done for a long time.

Qi Ping bit his lip, finally withdrew his hand from Mu Xiaoque's cheek, and started to walk up and down.

His whole body was flushed from suffocation, his brain was even more chaotic, and his voice was trembling, but he still did not forget to take off Mu Xiaoque's clothes and threatened: "I will not eat the toast! You strip it and throw it out!"

(Boom, boom, find on Weibo)

After dealing with Mu Xiaoque, Qi Ping wiped the pimples on his mouth and turned his back to him and started to deal with himself.

He snorted twice, panting heavily, turned around and nibbled on Mu Xiaoque's body again, "I'm so excited today, I'll let you off, little wife, for now."

"You bastard," Qi Ping raised his eyebrows at Mu Xiaoque, and laughed proudly instead of ashamedly: "Sure enough, twisted melons are delicious."

Wiping the sweat and sweaty hair on Mu Xiaoque's face with a handkerchief, Qi Ping said with a smile: "The little daughter-in-law is fair and delicious, fragrant, and the goods are quite big."

Jumping off the ground to pick up the clothes, Qi Ping put them on Mu Xiaoque one by one: "Don't dislike being dirty, I'll change them after I take a shower, if I don't want to meet people, I won't wear them for you."

After getting dressed, Mu Xiaoque poured a cup of tea and slammed it on the table with a loud bang, Qi Ping looked over while putting on his underwear, only to see that the man immediately turned his head and ignored him.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he took a few sips from his teacup, "Pour some more, my throat hurts!"

After finishing speaking without looking at Mu Xiaoque, he put on his underwear, coat, and tied his belt. Then he turned around and picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, "Why are you pouring water so silently?"

"It's up to you?" Mu Xiaoque walked to the window and opened it, waiting for the smell in the room to dissipate before imitating sparrows and chirping a few times.

In the withered grass outside the window, a group of pitch-black shadows immediately climbed up. That shadow shivered stiffly, and then walked towards it with some staggering steps.

A moment later, a man in night clothes came through the window and knelt on the ground with a plop, startling the two people in the room to take half a step back at the same time.

The mouse explained: "My leg is numb, why did it take so long for the commander to call me?"

Qi Ping casually explained: "We are busy studying the structure of the human body, uh!"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped back, the water splashed on the white shoe surface, leaving a stain, "I was wrong, so I won't say anything."

Sitting at the table, Mu Xiaoque asked, "How is the Qingyin Pavilion investigation going?"

The mouse sighed sadly: "I came here just to say this. I sent several waves of brothers, but none of them entered the door."

He took the teacup brought by Qi Ping and filled his mouth with hot water, shook his head and sighed, "Only regular customers can enter that place. In the past, it was only a place for literati and elegant guests to have fun. We still sniffed it, but we didn't expect that there was such a thing hidden inside." Wait for the tricks."

Qi Ping suddenly wrinkled his nose, leaned close to the mouse and smelled it: "Mouse, what is this smell on you?"

"It smells like fat powder." Mouse raised his sleeve and sniffed it, "I guess it got it in Qingyin Pavilion this afternoon."

"Que'er," Qi Ping fanned, "the last time the Demon Dao hunted us down, I smelled it on Xiao Hua, this kid can go in there."