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Chapter 52 Extra Story: Playing in the Water [Part [-]]

Leng Qingjue and Hang Hehuan, who walked around Siqiu Mountain for a long time but couldn't find the exit, saw that the sky was gradually getting dark, so they decided to rest in place.

Hang Hehuan and Leng Qingjue sat side by side on a big rock and rested for a while, pulled the clothes they wore at the ceremony yesterday, and said with some disgust: "Master, why don't we find a place to take a bath? Sticky It's uncomfortable to stick to my body..."

Leng Qingjue likes cleanliness by nature, and after yesterday's incident was over, the conditions were limited and he couldn't clean it well. At this time, he was moved by Hang Hehuan's proposal, but he still said indifferently: "As far as I know, there is no one in Siqiu Mountain. lakes and rivers."

"Ah...then what should I do?" Hang Hehuan frowned slightly, tapped his fingers on the corner of his forehead, thought for a while, and simply supported Leng Qingjue to stand on the stone.

Leng Qingjue shook her head at her sudden move, she could only support her with her backhand and told her, "Be careful."

After looking around for a while, she really noticed it, "Master, there is a lake there!"

"Where?"

Hang Hehuan hurriedly turned around and wanted to point it out to Leng Qingjue, but his foot slipped accidentally, and the stone was about to fall if he didn't stop.

"what!"

With a short exclamation, Hang Hehuan didn't fall to the ground but threw herself into Leng Qingjue's arms.

The heart was pounding, and it took a long time for Hang Hehuan to rub her head and slowly raised her head to lean on Leng Qingjue's shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "I was scared to death..."

Leng Qingjue raised his hand and patted her on the head, "So frizzy, what if I don't fall next time?"

Hang Hehuan got up from her arms, looked at each other very seriously, and said: "No, Master will be with me forever."

"Don't you want to be a teacher?"

"Hmm..." Hang Hehuan thought for a while, and said, "If Master is Master, then it's fine not to be a teacher."

Leng Qingjue's eyes were soft, with a smile on his lips, he continued to ask: "You don't want to accept disciples?"

Hang Hehuan leaned in and pecked at the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile: "How can a person who doesn't become a teacher accept an apprentice? In my life, I just want to be the master's apprentice honestly!" After finishing speaking, he pulled Leng Qingjue towards her I found the lake and walked, "Okay, let's go wash up, then rest for a night, and continue to find the way tomorrow!"

Leng Qingjue was pulled by her, and followed slowly, "Yes."

Under the cold and white moonlight, the surface of the lake shimmered slightly, as if there were countless pieces of silver surging.The surrounding bushes are just like a natural barrier, hiding the scene inside.

He swiftly removed his clothes, shoes and socks, leaving only a thin undergarment, Hang Hehuan put his hands on the shore, and stretched out his feet to explore the lake water.

"Hey - it's so cold!"

As he spoke, he quickly retracted his feet.

Leng Qingjue covered her outer robe, "Don't make trouble, be careful of catching a cold."

Hang Hehuan looked at the lake, then went to look at Leng Qingjue, his eyes rolled away, he stood up, shrugged his shoulders and shook off his robe, then reached out to clasp Leng Qingjue's, smiling harmlessly, "Master, are you ready?" ?”

"what to prepare?"

"this!"

"ah.--"

"Plop!—"

The calmness of the lake was broken by two uninvited guests, and with these two people as the center, circles of ripples spread outward.

"Hahaha--"

"Cough cough..."

The two floated up from the lake, the one who laughed happily was Hang Hehuan, and the one who coughed lightly was Leng Qingjue who was caught off guard by her for a moment.

Kissing the corners of Leng Qingjue's eyes, I don't know if it's from the coughed up tears or the splashed water droplets, "Why are you coughing? Are you scared?"

Hang Hehuan secretly self-criticized, and must agree in advance to do such a thing in the future.

Leng Qingjue shook his head lightly, "No."

After getting the answer, Hang Hehuan felt relieved, and thought again, her master was too calm, even when she pulled him down just now, he only uttered a soft cry, which was so short.

If you get panicked, it must be pretty...Hang Hehuan was tickled by the picture he imagined, and laughed unconsciously.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Ah?" When he came back to his senses, Hang Hehuan quickly denied, "Ah, no, Master, shall I help you take off your clothes?"

Leng Qingjue didn't miss the small calculation on her face just now, hid the smile in her eyes, bent her lips to follow her wishes, and said: "Okay."

With permission, Hang Hehuan moved closer to Leng Qingjue, and began to remove her wet clothes.After a while, she threw the clothes she took off on the table where they jumped off, and only quietly hid the belt in her hand, and Leng Qingjue just pretended not to see it.

Hang Hehuan took advantage of the water to float behind her, and squeezed the belt tightly with his hands.

"what are you going to do?"

Listening to Leng Qingjue's inquiry, Hang Hehuan stared at her white shoulders and swallowed, and said, "I, I'll wipe Master's back."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Hang Hehuan agreed in his heart by default.Tie the belt around his wrist, free his hand to gather Leng Qingjue's waist-length hair and place it on his chest.The slender neck was coated with a fragile color by the silvery moonlight, as if it could be broken easily.

Her fingers twirled on Leng Qingjue's slightly protruding vertebrae, feeling the slightest trembling of the body under her hands, Hang Hehuan calculated her own thoughts, and leaned her body tightly against her back.

Leng Qingjue held her other hand and asked, "Is it cold?"

Hang Hehuan was moved in his heart, and kissed her on the back of her neck, "It's not cold." Moved is moved, what should be done is still to be done!

Thinking about it, he moved away from Leng Qingjue, and grabbed her other hand behind his back.Now, Leng Qingjue's hands were tied behind his back.After hesitating for a while, Hang Hehuan still tore off the belt on his wrist and tied it on Leng Qingjue's wrists.The clothes produced by Wanhua Shanmen are always of the same quality, and they don't worry about being damaged.But now that Leng Qingjue's spiritual power has recovered, if she tries to break free by force, she won't be able to trap her with just a belt.

Hang Hehuan was annoyed while tying, why didn't he do this two days ago!What a pity...then his subordinates mercilessly tied the belt tightly.The belt that was originally two fingers wide is now twisted like a twist. Fortunately, it is made of high-quality material, otherwise it would have been ruined.

Leng Qingjue waited for her to tie it up before turning her head to look at her, "What are you doing?"

The plain face is like jade, the black hair falls on the shoulders, the pupils are distinct, and there are only two colors of black and white, but under the moonlight, it is full of colorful colors.

Hang Hehuan was a little stunned, his throat was suddenly very dry, but it was not the thirst that water could quench.

"Master... Qingjue..."

The first kiss fell from the forehead, then between the eyebrows, all the way over the straight bridge of the nose, the tip of the tongue brushed the tip of the nose, across the nasolabial fold, and finally stopped on her lips.

Instead of rushing to kiss deeply, she gently rubbed her lips against Leng Qingjue.Leng Qingjue's eyes darkened slightly, and he moved his wrist, only to realize how tightly Hang Hehuan was tied.It looks like it will take some time to unravel...

Sinking down, Leng Qingjue no longer allowed Hang Hehuan to light the fire, and regained the dominance.

Sticking out her tongue against her teeth, although Hang Hehuan was so dazzled by Leng Qingjue's face that she lost her mind, she still insisted on refusing to give up her sovereignty.Leng Qingjue had a way to deal with it, and only retreated a little bit. As soon as Hang Hehuan felt that the heat source was gone, he took her back automatically, and sent himself out by the way.

The tongue swept over every one of her white teeth, scraped and licked the sensitive palate, the lips and tongue were entangled, and the occasional sucking made Hang Hehuan feel that her soul would be sucked away by her.

In this bit of fall, Hang Hehuan didn't realize that he was being held in his arms by Leng Qingjue, but his hands lost their freedom.Until the two separated, there was a trace of silver saliva on the corner of their lips, panting endlessly.

"Huan'er..."

Leng Qingjue raised his hand to caress the back of Hang Hehuan's neck, his movements were gentle, and his tone was slightly lowered, "What did Huan'er want to do to me just now?"

doing what?

Of course it's... huh? ?

Hang Hehuan just wanted to use his hands, but found that his hands were tied, and he struggled left and right, but did not break free.

Leng Qingjue touched her cheek with the other hand, with a gentle smile, "Huh?"

Hang Hehuan felt the hand that was swimming on her back through the wet underwear, and laughed dryly, "Hehehehe, no, no! That, that, Master, this is my hand Can you... er let go first?..."

Leng Qingjue didn't change his smile, "I can't."

Hang Hehuan: "..."

The situation is stronger than others, and after confirming that he is on the weak side, Hang Hehuan changed his mind and immediately made a decision: "I was wrong!"

Leng Qingjue moved his hand to her collarbone unhurriedly, and with the moonlight shining, it was easy to see the mark she left on her collarbone yesterday that had not faded.

The thumb rubbed against the imprint, "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have any ill intentions towards Master, so Master, please forgive me?"

Leng Qingjue paused for a moment, and raised his long eyebrows slightly, "Is it wrong to have evil feelings for me?"

Is not it?

Hang Hehuan felt that his brain was not enough.

Leng Qingjue withdrew her hand, and said calmly: "Since Huan'er thinks this is a mistake, then Huan'er can save it here."

After all, he really left Hang Hehuan and floated to another place far away.

Hang Hehuan: "??!!" Kill or bury?What is the reason for this?

Leng Qingjue, who was far away and prepared to watch the fire from the other side, brushed her wet long hair behind her, ready to add another fire to her.Arms clasped together, a handful of water was poured on his face, and the water droplets scattered and reflected the moonlight and stars, shining brightly.

Hang Hehuan felt that his nose was a little hot.