Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ling Qingyu's things have not yet been completely packed, she has just taken a shower and sat on the bed, and asked Yan San to wipe her hair, and Yang Zhao has already rushed in the door.

"So fast?" Ling Qingyu was stunned. Did your messenger fly over?

Yang Zhao wanted to hug her, but he walked to the front but took two steps back, looked at himself covered in dust, and said, "I also take a bath."

"We met the messenger on the road, so we came directly." He Li stood outside the door and said.

"He Li, help me ask, is there any more boiled fish?" Ling Qingyu poked his head.

"Okay." Replied, He Li turned around and went out.

"Doctor Shi wants to meet the doctor who helped me with the bone last time. I will send him over." Putting down the towel, Yan Sandao.

"Just come back when you deliver it, there is absolutely no good thing for the two to be together." Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes slightly and said.

"Yeah." Yan San answered, paused for a while, still said nothing, closed the door and went out.

Yang Zhao returned to the house. Ling Qingyu was climbing on the bed and took a map to circle around, walked over and hugged her, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for loopholes in the Wang family, he is greedy for my Huai'an field, I always want him to give some blood." Ling Qingyu replied.

"Qingyu, Dong Xiang has always sent someone to look for me, it's better than me..." Yang Zhao whispered while hooking her hair.

Ling Qingyu interrupted him directly and said angrily: "No, even if you agree to Dong Xiang, then Dong Xiang will believe you. The best guarantee is marriage. If you want to marry another woman, I will leave." Having said that, we must get up.

"Qingyu!" Yang Zhao hugged her and said anxiously: "When did I say that I would marry another woman? Do you want me to take my heart out to show you before you believe me?"

Ling Qingyu only felt a little sore in his heart for no reason. These days, he had been suffocated, as if the nameless fire in his heart had accumulated to the extreme, and what he saw on the road when he came in changed the nature of the fire.

"I'm making trouble with you unreasonably! How?" Although I knew it was wrong to get angry, I should first ask, Ling Qingyu still couldn't help but said.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you can calm down, you can do anything." Yang Zhao hugged her and kissed her.

Ling Qingyu opened his mouth and bit back. Yang Zhao was bitten in pain and did not struggle. He lay down and let her on top.

Pulling open his clothes, that sturdy and **** body appeared in front of him. Leaning down, Ling Qingyu kissed and bit on the body with a vented emotion, igniting the **** all the way.

When she bit the red cornel, Yang Zhao groaned unconsciously, Ling Qingyu lifted up, fiddled with the cornel on the left chest, and then pressed the chest.

"Zhao," Ling Qingyu's heart beats vigorously, and Ling Qingyu slowly said, "It doesn't matter if the field is seized, and it doesn't matter if the money is gone. I can earn it all. If you want to leave, tell me directly, I won't. Block it, but I don’t want it to be the last one to know.” When I walked into Daixian, I heard people talking about General Yang’s going to marry Zhang Jianjun’s daughter as a concubine, and his relatives with Dong’s family were also under discussion. Ling Qingyu said to himself in his heart, don't believe it, it's only a month for Yang Zhao to do this kind of thing, but just now he talked about the Dong family, and that tank of gas just exploded.

"Qingyu," Yang Zhao closed his eyes and smiled sadly: "If you don't believe me, you might as well kill me now, it's better than letting me die."

"Aren't you going to marry that Miss Zhang family?" Ling Qingyu asked after releasing his hand.

"There is only one person I want to get married," Yang Zhao looked at her, and said: "Half a month ago, I asked someone to start cleaning the yard, and the Zhang family member let out rumors, thinking that I wanted to force me to recognize it, Qingyu, please If you believe me, even if you are cooperating with Dong, you can never use the marriage model. Besides, if you want to cooperate with Dong, I will listen to you."

"Just rumors?" Ling Qingyu blushed and asked awkwardly.

"Are you... jealous?" After a while, Yang Zhao raised his hand and stroked her face, asking somewhat surprised.

Ling Qingyu became even more depressed, turned his head aside, yes! You are right, I am so jealous!

Yang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then his smile spread from the corner of his mouth to the rest of his face. Finally, he smiled into a flower and said, "Qingyu, I'm so happy!" The first time he heard such rumors, Ling Qingyu was She just flinched and left. When she heard it again, it didn't matter if she just smiled. Now she is jealous! Yang Zhao's heart became sweet.

"You still laugh! The consequences of making me jealous are very serious!" Ling Qingyu said viciously. She is jealous only when she really cares. She doesn’t have much sense of substitution in the world. When people come and go, she repeatedly warns herself to keep her heart. When it’s good, she will do her best. Don’t force it once she breaks up. Zhao’s rumors, she has always been an upside-down attitude, if you are ruthless, I will stop, but today, when the nameless fire and nameless jealousy are going up, she knows that she has long been unable to get out of her body. Whether it's Yan San or Yang Zhao, they have already lived in the hurdles. As long as they think that he will leave, it hurts.

"It's not right, please be punished by the master." Yang Zhao said with a smile.

"Are you **** me?" Ling Qingyu lowered his head to bite the two small grapes.

"Um... Qingyu... the point... the point..." Yang Zhao grabbed the bed sheet with both hands and called out in a low voice.

Ling Qingyu bit him hard, causing bright flowers to bloom on the wheat-colored skin.

"Ah...Qingyu...below...below..." The body was provoked like a prairie fire, and Yang Zhao unknowingly arched his body slightly and shouted.

"Here?" Ling Qingyu smiled, and dialed the little brother who was bound by the chastity belt so that he had risen several times, and then smiled: "No, it's time for punishment."

Let Yang Zhao turn over and tie his hands behind him with a belt. Ling Qingyu poked his waist with a finger and then licked it up with his tongue. Yang Zhao's body became stiff, and his front became more swollen.

The waist and eyes were Yang Zhao's most sensitive area. When Ling Qingyu went from tongue to teeth and bit down hard, Yang Zhao's body arched up, trembling slightly, and **** overflowed in his mouth, calling: "Qingyu...Qingyu..."

"What do you want me to do?" Ling Qingyu asked badly.

"It hurts more... Qingyu... makes Zhao more painful..." Yang Zhao buried his head in the pillow and whispered.

Ling Qingyu fell behind his ears and chuckled softly: "Zhao, you can't do this, what if you get injured on the battlefield?"

Yang Zhao turned his head and touched her lips, his face flushed, and he whispered: "You know, Zhao can only feel what you give." As long as you give it, the pain is also for me. The ultimate happiness.

Ling Qingyu was unconscious, let go of his hands, and reached the front to free the little brother who had been restrained to the extreme.

When he buried the little brother in the warm place, Yang Zhao sighed in contentment and whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear: "Qingyu, Zhao everything is yours. If you don't want it anymore, don't Abandon me, take my life, let me die in your hands, that is Yang Zhao's greatest happiness."

The love words whispered in the ear made the body more sensitive and more enthusiastic. After the fierce battle, it became sour and soft.

Dinner was brought to the room for dinner, Yan San just poked his head at the door, then went out clearly, jumped onto the roof, and watched the stars with Ying Shisan.

"San Ye." After a long while, Ying Shisan called out cautiously.

"Huh?" Yan San answered with his hands behind his head, lying on the roof very leisurely.

"Is there any effort to close the ears?" Ying Shisan asked annoyedly. The work of personal guards is really hard to do!

"Get used to it." Yan San closed his eyes and said.

"Don't you care?" Ying Shisan asked bitterly, can this kind of thing be a habit?

"I have more days than him, he should care about it." Yan San said lightly.

Okay, Sanye, you are too tough! Can I request a change of position? Ying Shisan thought with tears in her heart.

"Thirteen, go find out where the rumors of the Zhang family came from." After hearing Yan San's words, Ying Shisan jumped up, said hello, and rushed out.

Yan San sat up, touched the ring on his finger, and squinted from the roof to see that the people in the window were kissing and eating fish affectionately. Care? It is impossible to not care at all, but since you have chosen this path, there is nothing to care about.

"This, was that young lady wrote?" Ling Qingyu asked silently, looking at the poems on the veil on the table.

"Yes, Ms. Zhang's family, plan to tell his father that this was given to her by General Yang in front of General Yang and County Magistrate Zhang tomorrow." Ying Shisan replied. When that Miss Zhang Jia talked to the woman who seemed to be her own mother, she was very proud.

Ling Qingyu looked up at Yang Zhao, who was already facing a black pan, and said: "This young lady, you really are in trouble. Come on, Zhao, you write a few words for me to see, is the handwriting the same?"

"There are six or seven points similar, it seems that the young lady has done some hard work." He Li smiled while holding his hand next to her.

"Thirteen, did you bring out the other poems in her room?" Ling Qingyu asked, holding his chin.

"Yes." Ying Shisan took out a pile of paper from his sleeve and arms.

"You didn't take anything else, did you?" Ling Qingyu looked at him. Entering someone's boudoir is like entering no one, assassins are better than thieves!

"What do you want? She has nothing of value." Ying Shisan asked puzzledly.

Turning over the pile of poems, Ling Qingyu said: "It's best to have something that you can tell it is her at a glance, such as the hairpin and the veil with the name written on it."

"This is easy, I'll go again." Before the voice fell, Ying Thirteen shook out.

"What are you going to do?" He Lixiao asked.

"Use the way of a person to treat her body," Ling Qingyu picked out a few of those poems, and said: "Since she wants to be given something to her so much, let it be given. You can find someone in the city. Rogue, want the worst."

Seeing the three of them looking at her puzzledly, Ling Qingyu said, "Miss Zhang's personal objects and love poems were given to him. Isn't he going to make a splash?"

The three of them were silent for a moment, and He Li said, "Master, you are really amazing."