Chapter 725

Blowing the breeze in the mountains, listening to the sound of the water flowing in the mountain springs, with a light smile in the corners of his mouth, his eyes only staring at the people around him, Yang Zhao followed Ling Qingyu, who was full of airs and walked quickly.

The mist splashed by mountain streams filled the narrow footpaths, as real as fantasy, as sweet as his heart, filling his heart little by little.

Although it was only a few days, he was as anxious as when he was in heishuiguan at that time. On the last day, he was simply restless. He wanted to see her, see her, hold her, and smell the reassuring smell on her.

Lu Yao was very strict. He set a goal for everyone to achieve. In order to achieve that goal as soon as possible, they really worked hard.

Although I want to see her very much, I also know that Lu Yao is for their good, so they don't complain, but use more efforts to achieve that goal.

Walking into the deep mountain, the sun faded. Yang Zhao wanted to remind Ling Qingyu, but saw that she raised an eyebrow at him, winked her right eye, and then turned into a path.

The path was not paved with boards or stones, but a barely feasible dirt road. Yang Zhao stepped forward and took her hand, saying, "it's dangerous here."

"You come with me." Ling Qingyu grabbed his hand and winked at him again, leading him inside.

The path spiraled up obliquely, with dense trees on both sides. The shade of the trees covered the only sunshine, with a gloomy atmosphere.

The damp air was cold, and unknown birds or insects in the dense forest made a short chirp. Yang Zhao unconsciously held her hand tightly, and her body naturally tightened, and all her senses were mentioned to the extreme.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, the trees became taller and taller, and the woods became denser and denser. The trail had disappeared, and Ling Qingyu still separated the branches and walked up.

Those branches seemed to have been cut off, opening a way for people to pass. Yang Zhao frowned slightly, suppressing the idea of taking her back.

"Go up!" Looking at a boulder above, Ling Qingyu turned back with a smile waiting for praise.

Yang Zhao put his hand on the stone, flew onto the boulder, turned around and pulled her up, and then turned around to see the place she had specially shown him.

The boulder stretched out from the top half of the mountain, forming a small hole in the stone wall that could not be seen outside behind, and in front

It's the whole valley, and the mountains in the distance. The sunset is burning in the sky with gorgeous rosy clouds. The orange glow dyed the valleys and mountains into a golden red. The river rushing down the valley is shining with waves, like tying a shiny ribbon to the golden red.

Extremely beautiful!

Yang Zhao turned his head, looked at Ling Qingyu with exclamation and excitement, looked at the beautiful scene, wrapped her waist, let her lean on her chest, a heart, completely settled down.

Ling Qingyu sideways looked at the water color that flickered a little in the glow in his eyes, which was full-bodied to the essence of affection. Unconsciously, she lifted her feet, kissed his eyes, and then moved down a little, kissing his beautiful lips.

In the small hole of the mountain wall, there was still hay paved by Yelu. As the kiss became more and more intense, the two people unknowingly fell on the haystack, and their clothes also took off in the sound of shortness of breath.

Seeing the things that have been strangled and severely bound, Ling Qingyu's heart softened like a ball of water. This person, ah, is still the same habit, even if she says anything, she won't change.

These days, I must have never liberated myself.

He bowed his head and kissed the poor little thing. He heard Yang Zhao give a long moan, and then gasped to push her away. He said it was so dirty. Ling Qingyu laughed and said, "Zhao's is not dirty, Zhao's taste, I want to have a good taste ~"

Yang Zhao's face turned crimson and then turned red. He couldn't help but moan seductively from the corner of his mouth.

"Qingyu... Qingyu... Ah... Ah..."

In the early morning of the mountain, the sun rises with the rooster raised by the villagers, and the mist wraps around the mountain. The air is cold.

auzw. People wake up immediately when the wind blows. Www. 68mn.

Ying Jiu and Meng Su got up early. They had cleaned their cars and put their things back. Su Mu borrowed the kitchen of the villa early in the morning, paid for the materials and usage fees, and made his own breakfast.

Ling Qingyu, who had eaten the dishes of the villa for several days, gave him a big hug and kiss directly.

Eat and drink, get in the car! Move forward!

The national highway from Deqing to Nanning shuttles between the mountains. The mountains are high and deep. The road sometimes has thrilling sections along the mountain walls, with cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other.

The road is dangerous, but the scenery is excellent.

Road insurance is also an unpaved road. He Li didn't let Ling Qingyu sit in his car, but sat in the co driver's seat of Yan San.

The highway has been connected, and there are many fewer cars taking this national highway. When you encounter a place with a scenic observation deck, he Li stops and lets the women go to have a look and take photos.

Yun Yi took three models to pose in all kinds of strange postures by the viewing platform and shouted loudly for goodokveergood to take photos. Seeing that Ling Qingyu and Zhou Ziqing took photos in a normal state, he hooked his little finger and said, "come on, girls, I'll take photos of you, and put on a better pose ~"

Looking at the cool wind blowing on the observation platform, the three models who were almost not wearing bikinis were half frozen and all kinds of cool and arrogant clothes. The four shook their heads at the same time. At most, they took off their coats, grabbed their men's arms, and quickly finished taking photos.

Modeling is really not a job that ordinary people can do!

After they finished shooting with Ye Xi, Ling Qingyu ran to Ying Jiu, who was standing next to the car and guarding, took him to the viewing platform and said to Ying 13, "take a pro hot spot."

As soon as Ying Jiu's face turned red, she grabbed her waist unconsciously, took her to her arms, and warmed her palm with her own hand. The wind beside the observation platform was very strong, blowing her cheeks red.

After the photo was taken, we continued to start. The mountain became deeper and deeper. Soon, thin raindrops floated. They were blown by the wind and floated between heaven and earth. The fog gradually rose. In front of us, we could see the thick fog between the mountains, and the shadow of trees and mountains were hidden behind the thick fog.

He Li flashed, picked up the walkie talkie and said, "it's foggy. Let's find a village to have a rest."

Ye Xi and Cheng Jia drove a car. After the observation deck, he changed his drive. Hearing he Li talking, he picked up the walkie talkie and said, "this is the place of Baiyue people. There should be many stockaded villages. I remember some local dishes taste good."

"Baiyue? What nationality?" Tao Zhuo's voice came from the interphone, and then the ostrich's voice rang out: "in the past, the mountain people in Guangdong and Guangxi were all called Baiyue nationality, don't you know!"

"Lao Tzu wrote articles in the era of science and technology. What do you want to know?"

"Aren't you writing stallion? Don't give yourself money!"

"Look at the map. There should be a village not far in front of us. Let's get off the national highway and enter the trail." Yang Zhao's cold voice rang out, and the two men immediately stopped talking.

After a while, someone inside whispered, "have you turned this thing off? Won't you lose face and throw it out?"

With a squeak, Tao Zhuo's interphone turned off first.

"Hello, Tao Zhuo, don't turn off the interphone. I have something to ask you." Zhao Yinfeng's voice rang out brightly.

After a while, Tao Zhuo's voice sounded weakly: "brother Zhao, let's discuss the chrysanthemum and the secret path later. Now, let my little brother drive at ease."

The fog is too heavy.

"What chrysanthemums and secret paths?" Yan Qi sounded with a slight smile.

With a squeak, Tao Zhuo's interphone was decisively cut off by Zhou Ziqing.