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Qingming brought Meng Qinghe to the inn. Along the way, Meng Qinghe washed her face. She was indeed so beautiful. She was wearing a lotus root pink dress. Ruo Qinghe.

Meng Qinghe didn't talk much, but she was very well-behaved. She walked carefully and behaved along the way. When she was sleeping in the wild, seeing that Chu Hanyang was unwilling to do anything, she took the initiative to cook some food, which immediately made Chu Hanyang's attitude towards her much more relaxed.

After all, Chu Hanyang knew about Qingming's skills, and having Meng Qinghe around would save him a lot of trouble.

And in the past half month, Meng Qinghe not only learned how to ride a horse, under Chu Hanyang's suggestion, Qing Ming also taught her some basic self-defense skills. A little bit.

Qingming booked two upper rooms in the inn, Meng Qinghe was a little surprised, his clear eyes were full of puzzlement, it seemed that the son and brother Qingming didn't look like people who were short of money, why two people squeezed into one room?

However, even though she felt a little strange, she didn't ask much.

Qing Ming could naturally sense her puzzled gaze, facing such clean eyes, he smiled wryly in his heart, he really couldn't say anything to explain.After getting along for half a month, he found that Chu Mengqinghe was pure and kind-hearted, which was different from those of them who had seen blood on their hands.

"Brother Qingming, aren't you very worried, Young Master?" After everything was settled, Meng Qinghe asked softly.

Qing Ming glanced at her, although he didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to be asking how do you know.

Meng Qinghe smiled, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, pure and innocent: "It can be seen that you care about the young master, he must be very important to you."

Qingming nodded, and looked out the window as the sky gradually darkened, but Chu Hanyang hadn't come back yet.

Seeing him staring out of the window, Meng Qinghe slowly poured him a cup of tea, and persuaded him softly: "Master is very powerful, you will be fine, brother Qingming, drink some tea, you will be back in a while."

"How do you know that the young master is very powerful?" Qing Ming glanced at her, took the tea, and finally asked aloud.

Meng Qinghe smiled pretty, like a lotus blooming: "Because you are afraid of him. If you are so powerful and you are still afraid of him, then he must be even stronger, right?"

Qingming paused for a moment, a little dumb, and suddenly stopped after taking a sip of tea, raised her head and took a deep look at Meng Qinghe, then shook her head again.

"No, I'm not afraid of the young master. However, the young master is indeed stronger."

"Oh? I just found out today that my subordinates are not afraid of me."

Chu Hanyang's voice came from the door, Qingming and Meng Qinghe looked up together, Qingming was not really relieved until he saw Chu Hanyang's person, although he knew that Chu Hanyang's martial arts were only stronger than himself Not weak, but he is always a little worried when he can't see anyone.

"Young master came back late, can we have dinner?"

Qing Ming took the coat that Chu Hanyang handed over, hung it on the wall, and handed him a wet handkerchief to wipe his face, then removed the teapot and teacup, and poured him a glass of white water again.

Seeing his coherent movements, Meng Qinghe took it for granted, and blinked at Qingming, Qingming paused for a moment, turning a blind eye.

Chu Hanyang glanced at the two of them, and snorted, "I haven't eaten yet, I'm so hungry, Ah Qing, go ask the store to make something light and bring it up."

"Let me go. Young master, sit here and rest for a while. Brother Qingming has been waiting for you for a long time." Meng Qinghe smiled, winked at Qingming who was expressionless, and went out the door bouncingly.

Qing Ming stood aside, with hands down, Chu Hanyang looked at him with raised eyebrows, he was burdened by something in his heart a few days ago, and it was inevitable that even Qing Ming felt a little heavy, but today he felt better.

"That girl is obedient and sensible. It's rare for you and me to be alone for a while, but are you really not afraid of me?"

Chu Hanyang smiled in his phoenix eyes, moved closer to Qing Ming, and said softly.

Qingming only felt his breath gently falling on his ears, and his ears began to feel faintly hot again. He touched Chu Hanyang's cheek helplessly, knowing that he was teasing him, so he didn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't answer, but his ears were slightly red, Chu Hanyang's eyes moved suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he moved closer to him, almost pressing his lips to Qingming's face, but he kept his last A little distance.

"Tell me, are you afraid of me?"

Qingming sighed, knowing that there was no way to escape, so he simply hugged him in his arms, kissed her face, and replied in a low voice: "I'm not afraid."

Chu Hanyang glanced at him in surprise, but found that there was no joke in his dark eyes.

"You're really not afraid of me?"

Qing Ming looked at him docilely, and smiled slightly: "I'm not afraid."

In fact, he was also afraid before, the fierce and cruel Chu Hanyang exuded an extremely dangerous aura, and his beauty was like Shura, which made him sink while being afraid, but the Lord said, don't be afraid of him, so , he is not afraid.

Chu Hanyang was stunned for a moment, his phoenix pupils suddenly brightened, as bright as stars, he bent his eyes, his heart softened, but he grabbed Qingming's wrist with both hands, and pressed him down on the table. Kissed deeply, and knocked over a piece of teacup.

Qingming closed her eyes, let him kiss, felt the moist feeling from her back, opened her lips suddenly and said: "My lord, tea! The tea in the back... huh!"

Chu Hanyang was happy in his heart, he didn't care so much, he directly interrupted Qing Ming's words with a kiss: "I'll give you a new set when the clothes are wet...don't talk, let me kiss for a while... ..."

In the past few days, that Meng Qinghe was on the sidelines, looked at by those big watery eyes, he was too embarrassed to be too intimate with Qing Ming, so he indulged for a while while the little girl was not around now.

Qingming was helpless, her wrists were tightly clasped and she didn't dare to break free, so she simply broke the can and began to respond to Chu Hanyang, and the same for other things later.

The two of them held back for several days, and they lost their sense of propriety and guarded when they became intimate, until after a while, they heard Meng Qinghe's footsteps, and then hurriedly separated, but their faces and lips were slightly red.

Meng Qinghe walked in with the food, and saw that the two of them had strange expressions and doubts in their eyes. She glanced at Chu Hanyang, saw Chu Hanyang pursed his lower lip, and said lightly: "I'm not hungry, you eat." All right, I'll go back to my room to rest first." After finishing speaking, she turned and left without looking back.

Meng Qinghe's eyes widened all of a sudden, wasn't it the young master who said he was hungry and wanted to eat?How can I not be hungry again after such a short time?

She looked at Qing Ming even more puzzled, only to see Qing Ming nodded towards her expressionlessly: "You have worked hard on the journey, eat something and rest early." After speaking, she also turned to Chu Hanyang The direction from where he left quickly chased after him, and the speed almost used lightness kung fu.

Meng Qinghe stared blankly at the table of food that she had worked so hard to serve, her eyes were rounded, and finally she stuck out her tongue, and slowly ate by herself.

"Hmph, it's weird for two people. If you don't eat the food at the same table, I will eat it alone. Anyway, you will pay the bill."

Meng Qinghe muttered, and began to eat unceremoniously.

As soon as Chu Hanyang entered the room, Qing Ming followed closely, and the fire in the hearts of both of them was aroused. Qing Ming kicked the door and locked it, and before turning around, Chu Hanyang came from behind He wrapped his arms around his waist and dragged him to the bed.

Soon there was the blushing sound of water in the room, occasionally mixed with one or two hoarse murmurs.

At night, Qingming called for hot water, and gently put Chu Hanyang in his arms. Chu Hanyang closed his eyes, seemed a little tired, and fell asleep deeply.

Qing Ming gently wiped his body with a cloth towel, saw a red mark, paused his hands, staggered the cloth towel, and stroked it with his fingers without any trace, only felt the delicate and soft heart of his fingers, but it was so annoying Chu Hanyang shuddered all over, and suddenly chuckled.

"What are you doing, it's so itchy." Chu Hanyang opened his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, knowing that he did it on purpose.

Qingming saw that his phoenix eyes were moist, and the corners of his eyes were raised, like small hooks, able to hook into people's hearts, and teased herself one after another, but she couldn't like it in her heart, so her eyes dimmed, she bent down, and kissed his face , whispered a few words in his ear.

After Chu Hanyang heard this, his phoenix eyes slightly closed, and one corner of his mouth slowly raised.

Seeing him showing this expression again, Qingming's heart skipped a beat, and she moved back without a trace, but she was dragged off the bathtub unexpectedly by Chu Hanyang.

"Lord!"

Qing Ming threw himself into the tub helplessly, the tub was not too big, and the two of them were almost stuck together, Chu Hanyang leaned into his ear and whispered something, Qing Ming paused for a moment, finally Still unable to hold back, he could only nod helplessly.

At some point, the temperature in the bucket gradually rose, and the two of them kissed each other again. Chu Hanyang didn't remember how he got out in the end, but only vaguely remembered that it seemed that Qing Ming carried him back to the bed.

After Qingming tidied up the mess in the room, he turned around and saw Chu Hanyang sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms, his feet were still exposed, white and moist, like lotus root, he sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly. After a while, I still couldn't help reaching out and touching it quietly.

It seemed to be a little itchy, Chu Hanyang kicked his legs and snorted, Qing Ming's hands shook, startled, thinking that Chu Hanyang had woken up, but found that Chu Hanyang was still in a deep sleep, just lying on the bed Arched, as if looking for something.

Qingming froze for a moment, raised his hand to turn off the light, hugged him in his arms, kissed Chu Hanyang lightly on the cheek, thought for a while, and kissed the other cheek again, only then was he satisfied close your eyes.