Chapter 813： High mountain water encounter

"You are a sister, do you want to escape him and my little sister to hunt you?" Qin Qingyi felt his hardness, intentionally put the thighs together, and clamped his one with the root of the thigh.

"I miss you." Lin Tianlong twitched a little bit and was caught by her.

"I know." Qin Qingyi caressed his chest with affection. "But you have to give me the food, or do you want to drink the "milk"? How do you produce it? Hey, obedient. Can we go to eat now?"

It seems that she is not a stupid woman in life, it should be said that the thoughtfulness of the man is very careful. In her eyes, he seems to be the weak to be cared for. Lin Tianlong has seen the selfishness of a woman, either endlessly asking for money, or only thinking about her feelings. And Qin Qing is not, she will use her own language and even action, as well as meticulous care, let you feel the joy of life in the simultaneous release with her. She knows what is degree and can grasp it well. This may be the accumulation of her long-term experience.

He is also very strange, in front of her, he became an obedient puppy? He let go of her, and the provocative erect stood in front of her.

"Okay." Lin Tianlong picked up the shirt on the floor and prepared to put it on. Qin Qingyi suddenly stopped him and said mysteriously: "Don't wear, I want to show you a show."

She took him and they walked to the restaurant. You may not really think that she is not pulling his hand, but his hard one. While she was pulling, she pinched it on it, unintentionally, releasing his exuberant nerves, making him want to stop.

The restaurant is just outside the kitchen. The dining table is not large, but it is very delicate, it is glass, with elegant orchid pattern on it, metal tripod, the back of the chair is an oval shape, also the metal material, inlaid with beautiful patterns. There are three dishes on the table – green pepper shredded pork, hot and sour waist and pearl peanuts, which are authentic local dishes. In the soup bowl, there is a laver egg soup that has no heat, and a few green leaves float on it. In the right corner of the table, there is a bottle of Changyu red and two blue tall glasses.

Qin Qingyi took the root of the man who stood strong in her hands, and took him like a slave, and sat down on the chair, but she was kneeling in front of him.

"Cold, what should I do?" She put her face on his face and raised her head, a little sorry to say.

"Eat." Lin Tianlong immediately wanted to pick up the chopsticks on the table.

"Don't move." Qin Qingyi suddenly stood up. He didn't expect that his outstretched hand just caught her, and she was caught by him. "A monkey is anxious, want to climb a mountain?"

She went to the right corner of the table, picked up the bottle of dry red and a goblet, then slowly poured the red liquid into the cup and slowly swayed the red wine in the cup. With two cups, she only poured a cup. He was amazed, but she had already put down the bottle and flew into front of him with a wink: "Okay, dear brother, our program officially started."

Lin Tianlong really didn't know what kind of tricks she was playing. She looked up at her and the wine glass on her back. She was puzzled and said: "What is the name of our program?"

"Mountain flowing water." Qin Qing squeaked and smirked, causing the double peaks to tremble, and the liquid in the cup also swayed. "Do you know what the next sentence is? Meet the sound."

She asked him to raise his head high, then she stood in front of him, put her left side on his mouth, and slowly moved the ripe cherry to his mouth: "Open. ?Little fool."

Scorpio, Lin Tianlong somewhat lamented this strange woman, he suddenly understood what is the mountain water, the mouth naturally opened, let the small cherry hung between his lips, waiting for the beginning of this special program.

"It seems that the ability to understand is pretty good." I don't know if it is a compliment to him or a play.

Qin Qingyi put the wine glass in the middle of the left side and began to slowly tilt the glass. When the red liquid in the cup slowly overflowed the cup, he saw a red stream flowing down the steep **** of the mountain. Flowing through the open field, the cherry that gathered on his lips was silently injected into his mouth.

Lin Tianlong swallowed as much as he could. He lost in the mountains and waters, and his voice sang by the fairy world:

Is a red stream

Luring a man

Stepping into him without a forest

Double peak

Vertical and horizontal gully

Such as a beautiful curve

Flowing touching notes

Playing a song

"Caiyun chasing the moon"

You use the man's attachment

Searching for the source of love

Red stream

Carrying romantic

Noah's Ark

He read the gaze of your hunger

Implied emotion

Want to smooth out each other's mind

That scratch

Exile

Come on, dear.

Let them drink a glass of love

In Chopin's Serenade

Intoxicated together...

Yes, he is really intoxicated and intoxicated by the human indulgence between the mountains and rivers.

"Do you write poetry?" Lin Tianlong was a little surprised.

"How? It's weird? Can a woman with a swearing voice be a poet at the same time?" Qin Qingyi looked directly at him from the peak, and seemed to feel that his doubts were not within the normal logic.

Lin Tianlong suddenly felt that why not? There is no essential difference between the wind and the literary cultivation. Some of them only have different expressions due to the change of the scene. In different humanities, there will be differences in the way language is expressed. Simply put, it is often said by people who "what to say." If you walk into a farmer's house, you can't communicate with him in Tang poetry. Therefore, in many cases, the flash side of humanity is buried in the depths of its heart, but it will not be easily discovered by you. The so-called big and elegant custom is the truth.

"What is the name of the poem?" Her cherries still carry a drop of crumbling pearls. He didn't dare to move. He suddenly felt that such a move was a jealousy to her. At this moment, Qin Qingyi became a goddess in his eyes.

"Mountain flowing water." Qin Qingyi suddenly discovered his dementia and gaffe, "Why, is it so terrible?"

"I met the love killer." Lin Tianlong stood up and grabbed her, even the wine glass on her chest did not have time to remove.

Qin Qingyu giggled: "You don't have to be afraid, I won't kill you."

"I want to kill you, use my rifle!" Lin Tianlong put forward quite forward.

She smiled even more, and the double peaks trembling unbelievably: "Just rely on him? Without my little sister to go into battle, with my three-inch tongue, you can let him fly away and surrender."

Lin Tianlong suddenly turned a topic: "Have you published? Poetry."

"No, I never submitted a manuscript." Qin Qingyi painted with his fingers on his chest, as if writing.

Later, he accidentally saw the diary of Qin Qingxi. Her diary is written in poetry, and she incorporates all the emotions of women into her poems. Look at her diary, you can only read the meaning of the world in her consciousness, it is only the reflection of real life, there is no real life can touch. Only when you understand her heart can you enter another world she is closed to.

What kind of woman is this? It seems that he only knows her face to him, and the other side of her is not known to him, at least for now. People are two-faced, but people always hide the hidden side, and you only see the good side. He had wanted to write a novel about "Double Life", but because it was too heavy, it didn't work. In fact, his life, is it not like walking between him and him? One side is the **** of reality, while the other side is the suppression of instinct.

"Hey, what do you want?" Qin Qingyi shrugged his eyes on his chest, and then when he squatted, he took out the glass sandwiched between the twin peaks. On the left is a light red water stain left by the red wine when it is poured down, such as a naturally formed tattoo.

"I was wondering if I could shoot a female poet." Lin Tianlong kissed her lips and began to lick the remaining light red water stains.

"It seems that you can still be broken." Qin Qingyi seems to be very sensitive to his tongue. The whole body trembled. "I want to have another mountain stream? From the mountain on the right."

"Can a man come to the mountains to flow water?" Lin Tianlong did not answer her directly, but asked her another question.

After Qin Qing’s listening, he smiled and swayed: “Of course not, do you have a woman? How can you play mountain water without mountains?”

Then she attached it to his ear and whispered: "However, men can play another game..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly said nothing, smiling and staring at him mysteriously. He thought, this must be the pattern she and her husband had played before.

"Come on, what game? Don't say I shot." They kept holding, and his one was really between her two pieces, hard and upturned. Through two fierce battles, they have no sense of distance from each other. Sometimes the two sides, the chest, and the lips, and even the natural ones are close together or attached together as needed.

This is the case with men and women. Once the body is completely handed over to the other party, all defenses, including psychological defenses, are removed. Qin Qingyu is no exception. She is a woman who knows the needs of men well, and she knows how to give and how to tease to make each other reach the peak of happiness. This is the biggest difference between adults and girls. Many people like girls, in fact, it is extremely tasteless, because she does not know the language and skills, and a man-like collision, all the process is just a man's farming and harvest satisfaction.

Listening to him, Qin Qingyi suddenly looked at him tenderly: "Tell you a secret, I like your shooting. Yours is really longer than the average man, he can reach me. My... my throat is somewhat Can't stand it, it seems to go too far."

Qin Qing’s chest suddenly undulating, this is a dynamic performance. Lin Tianlong hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Tell me, what is the game called?"

"Well, tell you, you have to promise me a condition." She reached under his hand and touched his two meatballs. Her hands are soft and have a warm feeling when touched, skilled and natural.

"What conditions?" Lin Tianlong squeezed her tightly. Sometimes he was worried that they would squeeze them smaller, but no, they still stood proudly and seemed to be stronger than the original.

"Promise me, eat the rice well." Qin Qingyi looked at him silently and affectionately. "I have eaten, how do you think about me?"

He knew that she was concerned about him, and she was afraid that he would collapse because he could not replenish his body in time. At the moment, his front end of the meat has entered her ramp. Although her swearing made him feel impulsive again, but at this time, he retired unconditionally because of a woman's concern.

"Well, I listen to you." Tianlong turned back like an obedient child.