"So the water is much cleaner. You are so clever!" Han Xiaoying said happily.
"This is called filtering. Wash your hands first!" Ling Feiyang is a modern person’s requirement for health, which is of course much higher than that of the ancients.
Han Xiaoying obediently washed his hands, then drank some water and gave it to Ling Feiyang. Ling Feiyang lifted his neck and Han Xiaoying poured rain into his mouth bit by bit.
Although the rain is bitter, it feels sweeter than honey after passing through Han Xiaoying’s delicate hands.
"Xiao Ying is so cute that I won’t love her …" Ling Feiyang, like most suspension spring in modern times, doesn’t believe that the only ideal of love is to push more sisters, but at the moment he has questioned his "theory of pushing down"
"No, there are Bing Xin and so many beautiful girls here. I have a long way to go and I must not hang myself in a tree!" However, a moment later, the despicable concept in Ling Feiyang’s mind took over the wind again.
"Although we can drink rain, but we have nothing to eat, we will starve to death sooner or later!" Ling Feiyang is ideological struggle Han Xiaoying suddenly said.
"I don’t know if I can live so far away from this stone!" Ling Feiyang couldn’t help laughing at himself. He looked up and saw a small tree rooted in the crevices of the cliff and a bird’s nest at the top of his head.
"I’ll catch two sparrows!" Ling Feiyang suddenly jumped up and used the real "Jin Yangong" tiptoe to jump in the stone wall. The sparrows jumped up in the nest next to the young trees. Ling Feiyang even waved his hands like a net to cover all sparrows, and then reached out and grabbed them easily.
Ling Feiyang’s catching sparrows is an entry-level martial arts "tight encirclement potential" in * *. After practice, he can catch eleven sparrows at the same time. Ling Feiyang feels that this martial arts is not true, so he didn’t practice well. Although he certainly can’t catch eleven sparrows and catch two sparrows, there is still no problem.
Ling Feiyang’s figure gently fell back to the boulder Han Xiaoying, but he had already clapped his hands and shouted happily, "Your kung fu is really fun, and I want to learn it!" "No problem is to eat your stomach first!" Ling Feiyang said that he broke some branches on the cliff and then took out the flint from the robe sleeve. The flint has been soaked by the rain. Ling Feiyang forced the water vapor out, then lit the branches with fire and put the sparrows on the fire.
Chapter 32 Love is on the cliff
Although trapped in the middle of the cliff, but accompanied by beautiful women, Ling Feiyang is not anxious about whether she can escape. Ling Feiyang insists on practicing martial arts every day, and sometimes she is crazy about Han Xiaoying, but she is worried that it will affect her peace of mind. The rehabilitation center has not made any outrageous moves.
Ten days later, Han Xiaoying’s shoulder injury has recovered, but they still can’t talk away from this boulder. When Ling Feiyang taught Han Xiaoying Han Xiaoying martial arts, his qualification was not very high. It took several days to finally catch a sparrow. These days, the two of them were alone, and they became more and more intimate. Han Xiaoying was not only gentle but also simple in nature. A mature woman like Princess Hulan was not a type. Her attraction to Ling Feiyang was far from the same. Ling Feiyang knew that it was only a matter of time before Han Xiaoying was overthrown, and sometimes he was able to stop people’s appetite. He was in no hurry.
"Didn’t he say he wanted me? Why can’t he spell it now when he has such a good opportunity? " Ling float in the sky so Han Xiaoying but strange.
On this night, Ling Feiyang was tired of practicing kungfu, so he lay on the stone and fell asleep quickly, but felt a small hand gently touching his face.
"I’ll see what Xiao Ying wants to do …" Ling Feiyang was very affected, but he continued to pack to sleep. Han Xiaoying’s hand slipped from his face to his neck and then to his chest. Suddenly Ling Feiyang felt a tender lip coming over, kissed him in the face and moved to his mouth.
Ling Feiyang still pack to sleep. Han Xiaoying gently kissed his lips and murmured, "I don’t owe anything to Brother Wu. I like you …"
"It seems that the time has come!" Ling Feiyang suddenly held Han Xiaoying tightly with your eyes open!
"You’re awake …" Han Xiaoying hasn’t finished yet. Ling Feiyang’s tongue has wrapped around and sealed her mouth. Han Xiaoying warmly catered to Ling Feiyang’s sudden turn and pressed her for a moment. Both of them have lost their clothes and belts! The two kissed each other and touched each other’s bodies almost crazily!
"Xiao Ying, I love you!" This sentence comes from Ling Feiyang’s mouth. Han Xiaoying seems to have fallen into the honey pot. Now everything is ready. Ling Feiyang looks straight into the secluded place in this sweet nectar. Han Xiaoying suddenly screams and feels a tearing pain!
"It was the first time for her …" Ling Feiyang cried pity in her heart, and tried to be gentle so that Han Xiaoying could have a good memory. After this scene, Ling Feiyang felt that it was not like venting to other women, but a kind of love confession and a kind of true feelings.
A red flower is blooming in the boulder. Han Xiaoying is curled up in Ling Feiyang’s arms like a kitten. "Does it still hurt?" Ling Feiyang asked earnestly. Han Xiaoying smiled and shook his head.
"Aren’t you afraid of being seen by birds?" Ling Feiyang lovingly looked at Han Xiaoying glittering and translucent ketone body.
"It’s so dark where there are birds except you …" Han Xiaoying yan mouth light say with smile.
Two people looking up at the stars in the sky whispering in the starlight are excited and difficult to sleep. After about half an hour, Han Xiaoying couldn’t help kissing up and pressing his body to Ling Feiyang’s face for a moment, and then they moved again.
This time, Han Xiaoying was not long enough when both of them were too urgent. This time, Ling Feiyang tried to slow down and * * turned into a light breeze and drizzle.
At this time, it was already after midnight, but Han Xiaoying had been wanting more. Ling Feiyang could not bear to let her down, and she broke through the limit and came again three times in succession, and each time she took a different posture.
Even he himself did not expect that he was so powerful. "This is the so-called power of love!" Ling Feiyang thought to himself
Finally, Ling Feiyang finally couldn’t hold back and fell asleep on the rock. When he woke up, it was already the morning light. Han Xiaoying kept watching him open his eyes and immediately held the rain for him to drink.
"You must be thirsty after fighting all night!" Han Xiaoying poured rainwater into Ling Feiyang’s mouth.
"I’m good …" Ling Feiyang said while drinking water.
"You have so many tricks …" Han Xiaoying paused and suddenly said, "I’m your man now. When shall we get married?"
Married? In Ling Feiyang’s mind, Ji was not in this word, but he could not bear to immediately refuse Han Xiaoying’s silence.
However, Han Xiaoying still captured his thoughts and his eyes immediately dimmed.
"Xiao Ying, I love you, and I want to be with you forever, but …" Ling Feiyang’s words were not finished, and Han Xiaoying’s tears had already flowed.
"You don’t say I understand …" Han Xiaoying said with tears. "In fact, I have long seen that you are not the kind of person who is willing to talk about marriage. Our Jianghu children should not have too many fetters …"
See Han Xiaoying delicate and touching ling float in the sky in the mind instead of some guilt to think along while finally said, "if we can get out of here alive this time, I will stay in this prairie and teach Guo Jing with you …"
"Strong twist is not sweet …" Han Xiaoying said, "You have to fulfill your wish for Taoist Qiu. How can you have a good time in this wild land? Now you have found Guo Jing for us and got rid of the black wind and evil spirits. We seven eccentrics in the south of the Yangtze River are already grateful to you. If you stay and teach Taoist Qiu, a martial arts master in Guo Jing, you will be so angry!"
"Let’s discuss these things after we get out of danger …" Ling Feiyang said.
In the next day, the two continued to live in the semi-central rock of the cliff, practicing bird-hunting during the day and lingering at night. Although they had a very hard time, they also enjoyed it when they felt strong.
"We might as well live here for a generation …" Sometimes Han Xiaoying has this idea.
Ten days later, both of them were dirty, and their clothes were rotten into rags. I knew in my heart that the hope of escaping from the birth day was getting more and more slim, but at this moment, several ropes were hanging from the cliff top.
After Ling Feiyang and Han Xiaoying fell off a cliff, the six monsters in Jiangnan were very sad. Temujin personally came to the residence of the six monsters in Jiangnan to express his passion for getting rid of Mei Chaofeng. Ke Zhene politely declined Temujin’s reward, pleading with Temujin to send someone to look for the bodies of Han Xiaoying and Ling Feiyang. Temujin immediately agreed to search with the soldiers. Although all of them were seriously injured, it took ten days for everyone to find the road to the bottom of the cliff. At the bottom of the cliff, they searched for several days in succession, but not only did they not find Han Xiaoying and Ling Feiyang, even Mei Chaofeng’s body was nowhere to be seen!