Chapter 950： Great Master's Rage (5)

Chapter 950 The Rage of the Marshal (5)

Ning Yue closed her eyes and moved her lips slightly. He opened his lips tacitly. As if inspired, Ning Yue hugged him tightly and kissed him tenderly.

Without a drop of water for several days, his lips were so dry that they cracked a few small openings.

Ning Yue's tongue gently swept over.

The sound of the wind stopped.

Noisy, quiet.

The whole world is so quiet that there are only each other's panting, the sound of kisses and the accelerated heartbeat like a drum.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, but Ning Yue was almost dizzy on him.

He slowly let go of her red, swollen and crystal-clear lips, took a deep look at her, and leaned over to kiss her again, without any lust, just wanting to feel her presence.

Of course, the body's reaction is beyond his control.

Ning Yue blinked mischievously, and grasped the awakened little beast through the thick cloth, she could hardly hold it, her face was hot.

He smiled lightly: "Be patient, I'll give it to you when we get there."

Ning Yue looked at him, knowing that his mood was not as gloomy as before, but she became bolder, holding his face and saying, "Why am I forbearing?"

He chuckled: "I'm also enduring it."

Ning Yue smiled narrowly: "Then let's make a bet, you won't be able to endure the hot spring."

His thin lips curled up, and a trace of evil charm flashed in his obsidian-like eyes: "What if I can endure it?"

"It's up to you to deal with it." Ning Yue looked at him with a smirk, "But if you can't bear it, you can deal with me."

"Okay." No matter how you think about it, he won the deal.

After lunch, the group boarded the carriage to Tangshan.

Since he is still wearing a sinful body, he only claims to go to a temple near Tangshan to pray for blessings.

Lin Lanzhi prepared a total of four carriages, one for her, Hongyu and Dongmei, one for Xuanyin Ningyue, one for Rongqing and Ronglin, and one for several people's salutes and supplies needed on the road .

Because the end of the new year is approaching, the official roads are very lively. There are people returning from the capital, and some returning to Beijing for the New Year and paying tribute to the rich and powerful in the capital. The latter are mostly the latter.

According to the plan, they will stay at the post station for one night, then set off at dawn, and arrive in Tangshan in the afternoon. However, there were too many people in the post station, so there was no spare room.

Lin Lanzhi asked people to set up four tents near the station.

One belongs to the coachman, one belongs to her and two maids, and the other two belong to the young couple and the father and son.

They were not the only ones who set up tents. Some passing business travelers and herdsmen also took out tents.

Suddenly, the empty meadow seemed to bloom, and one after another was built, which was very lively.

Someone lit a bonfire and set up a barbecue grill in front of the tent. The aroma danced with the wind, and soon filled the whole world.

Lin Lanzhi didn't light a fire, so he asked Hongyu and Dongmei to buy some food at the station, and called the four children to eat together in the tent.

Halfway through the meal, a young guy’s voice sounded outside, very hearty and friendly: "Is there anyone inside? My uncle made some barbecue. If you don’t mind, come over and try it together!"

Lin Lanzhi opened the curtain and looked at this handsome young man. Although he was wearing Han clothes, his facial features belonged to a minority. The folk customs of some ethnic minorities are simple and hospitable, not as reserved as the Han people, and they do not have such a heavy class concept as the Han people.

Lin Lanzhi gave him a friendly smile, and asked the children in the tent: "Do you want to eat barbecue?"

Rong Lin's eyes glowed green!

(end of this chapter)