How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

Lu Heng is still thinking about himself. This is not a self-satisfaction, a pair of hot hands have quietly climbed on his waist.

After a while, Lu Heng saw the bluish moon-like face above him, but his eyes were distorted and crazy. How did he wake up so quickly, and this demons are already serious enough.

"Big brother, you calm down."

"Big brother? I don't want to be your big brother." Duan Feiqing's palm touched Lu Heng's waist and pulled out his waist. "Which is a big brother, I want to do this kind of thing for my righteous brother." ""

Duan Feiqing was slow and entangled with Lu Heng’s hand with an irresistible force: “A Heng, do you like it?”

Come here again, if I am not conniving, you have been bitten by locusts, and tied hands have farts. Lu Heng’s heart is turning to the sky. The neuropathy is a neuropathy, and the way of thinking is completely unconventional.

Duan Feiqing put the shadow sword into Lu Heng's palm and wrapped his hands around his neck. The tip of the sword is up to the back.

"A Heng, if you don't like it, you will tie it down." Duan Feiqing smiled softly. "Don't worry, I have a life in my body and I can't die."

Even if he had a living interest in his body, how could Lu Heng be able to get started? He moved his wrist and put the sword to the side: "Who said that I don't want to."

Duan Feiqing decided to look at Lu Heng for a long while, bowed his head, and gently and firmly covered it. His lips and tongues are not as gentle as the expression, but with a hint of madness, almost wanting to eat Lu Heng.

The clothes silver of Lu Heng’s body was gradually faded out, and the outerwear could not be removed due to the restraint of the wrist, but it was also picked up.

Getting better.

"No, we are not married yet, we can't abrupt you." Duan Feiqing suddenly raised his head from Lu Heng's neck.

"..."

"When you are married, what do you need to be married?" Duan Feiqing muttered, and then thought of something, "Red, red in the mountains. To wear a red robe."

He listened to this sentence as if he had no brains, but Lu Heng knew what he was talking about. He did not expect that although there was no consciousness at the time, he remembered the scene of becoming a relative. Just now and where to find him red clothing.

"Duan Feiqing, you are crazy!" Lu Heng, who had recovered from his memories, saw the man in front of his eyes squatting on his arm. Then the blood was dripped on the snow-white blouse that he took off.

Duan Feiqing is completely crazy, and Lu Heng’s roar can’t stop him from being half-divided. Fortunately, there is a therapeutic effect, and that way, the mouth slowly stopped the blood.

"Not enough." Duan Feiqing made another stroke on his arm, so he reciprocated until his white robe and shirt were dyed red.

Lu Heng was already lying on the bed. He stared at Duan Feiqing and put the **** red white robe on his body. He untied his hands and gently put on the red. Medium clothes.

"A Heng, it's nice to wear red." Duan Feiqing smiled and took care of Lu Heng's hair. "Here, you can only grieve you."

He speaks clearly and looks softly, and looks different from usual. Only Lu Heng knows that this person is now afraid of being crazy.

Duan Feiqing gently kissed Lu Heng's lips and seemed to think of something. He picked up Lu Heng’s chest and had a long hair: “It’s a husband, and there’s no doubt about it.”

The robe of blood stained, gently fell on the side of the bed. The magic of the frenzy in the heart is finally replaced by lust.

This room is a lingering love, full of spring. In the small garden outside, the atmosphere is somewhat stiff.

Lin Huai'an was sitting beside the stone table, looking at the direction of the cultivation room built in the ground, his fingers gently tapping on the table. This time I was afraid of offending Duan Feiqing.

Changping County chief looked at Lin Huai's ugly look a little embarrassed, she is still somewhat afraid of this serious cousin. Just thinking about what happened, I felt that I was not convinced: "Cousin, Duan Gongzi is bound to be fascinated by the monk, how can someone like him mix with a Miao girl."

Lin Huai'an's forehead was pumping a deep breath, and after all, he still suppressed his heart's anger: "The county owner, why did you say that Duan Feiqing's righteous sister is the monk who seduce your father."

When I mentioned this matter, the Changping County Lord came to the air: "I saw the portrait of the monk in the father's study! Father Wang, he also punish me because I dirty the portrait, he never did. I am so fierce."

Su Yixiu couldn’t listen to it: “Counter, when did you see the portrait?”

Changping County chief frowned and thought: "Probably my age of seven or eight."

"The girl is a year older than you. When you were seven or eight years old, she was still a child. How to seduce your father." Su Yixiu was simply suffocated by this savage county. He knows how much Duan Feiqing loves the Miao’s sister. This Changping County’s main singer has smashed the people’s knives, and Duan Feiqing’s violent violent death is a self-confidence. I just don't know how he can get cured.

The Changping County lord discovered the place that had been neglected, but the Miao woman and the portrait person looked too much. She decided to go back to the palace to discuss the matter with her mother.

After the death of Changping County, Lin Huai'an, Su Yixiu and Gu Yu have been sitting in the courtyard and waiting for the two to come out. After all, it is not a trivial matter. This waits until the night falls. The two still did not come out, they had to go back to the room to rest.

On the second morning, Su Yixiu and Gu Yu returned to the small garden.

"Hey, they won't be doing anything, or will I go see it?" Su Yixiu said.

"Don't panic. I saw that the girl was stunned. It shouldn't be the first time I have encountered this situation. Wait a second."

When Gu Yu’s voice fell, Su Yixiu saw the two men coming from the direction of the practice room.

Duan Feiqing has already restored the appearance of a modest gentleman in the weekdays. It is no longer the horrible enchantment. It was only the white robes on his body, but it was soaked with blood, it turned into a reddish brown color.

What kind of horrible treatment is this, Su Yixiu can't help but feel awkward, and he is awesome about the unpredictable Miaojiang martial arts. Fortunately, I did not continue to provoke this Miao sister, or I do not know how to die.

She looked at her side and looked at it, thinking that it was still my family.

"Su brother, you are bothered by your troubles." Duan Feiqing came with **** temper, but it was still gentle, just like the most ordinary robes he wore.

"Nothing is ok, don't you worry about it?" Su Yixiu was stunned by the rust smell, and some of his hearts admire Duan Feiqing. It is the first of the four sons, wearing this blood coat, watching his calm look, this power is what you can't do.

Duan Feiqing saw her look, and some apologized: "It’s really rude. Please let me go back to the house to clean up and then discuss with Su’s brother."

Su Yixiu looked at the backs of the two people who had left, and always felt that the pace of Miao’s sister was somewhat illusory. This treatment is not an easy task.

After listening to Su Yixiu’s low voice, Gu Yu couldn’t help but smile. This Su Gongzi, the reputation of the waves, is unexpectedly pure.

Lu Heng, who was seriously injured, went back to the room and slept for a while. When he opened his eyes, he saw the shadow of the sunset shining above the bed.

Lu Heng stretched his eyes and felt a little lazy. He felt that his soreness that had been crushed was finally dissipated a little. Just halfway through the stretch, he was interrupted by the low laughter at the bedside.

"How come you are here!" Lu Heng turned around and saw Duan Feiqing sitting on the edge of the bed. "How long have you been."

"I have not left."

"You don't go back to the room to rest, what to do in this stupid sitting." Lu Heng sat up. Before he was tired, he felt that the whole person was stepping on the cloud. When he entered the room, he fell on the bed, and he did not care about the movement of Duan Feiqing. I did not expect this person to sit at the bed for a whole day.

Duan Feiqing smiled again and reached out and lifted the amount of hair that was covered in the face of Lu Heng: "I am afraid that this is a dream. Only when you look at your sleeping face, can you have some real feelings."

"You are a voyeur, you know." Lu Heng did not appreciate his hand and turned to get out of bed. The account in the secret room had not been counted with him before, but forced himself to call his brother for a night, what a bad taste.

"Look at your beloved person, how can it be a voyeuristic. A Heng, we have already set a name." Duan Feiqing is not annoyed, and he is following the trend of Lu Heng.

"Hey." Lu Heng did not refute, but just licked his mouth.

Kyoto Drunken House.

Su Yi’s elegant room, from noon to evening, finally ushered in the guests.

Between the intertwined, Su Yixiu mentioned what the Governor of Changping County said, and then how to say that the arrogant county owner is also his cousin. Before I watch Duan Feiqing, I want to make her look like a gray, or explain it one or two.

"Die brother, you said that this world is also a coincidence. The woman who loves Anping Wang is so similar to the girl who is hooked."

Anping Wang’s love for a woman who does not know her identity is not a secret in Lin’s family. The Anping King, who was passed down from the outside, had a deep affection for Zhengzheng, and even had no children under the knees and no side room. It was simply nonsense. Wang Hao went home and cried several times. After Anping Wang was born in Changping County, he never went to her yard again.

The Lin family owner even went to Anping Wang because of his sister. But only got a helpless answer.

"I can only promise that she is in the right place, and she will not be in the side room for the rest of her life. As for my heart, I can't even restrain myself."