C82

While Su Yuewu was investigating the Bai Clan, not too far away from the Southern Ridge, the Wind Bell Inn had already gathered quite a few people. The leader was the head disciple of Wu Lin. Son Wu Qingya. He looked at the map in his hands, then looked at the troops behind him. "Everyone, we are almost at the Moon Slaughter Devil Nest. Everyone, go into the forest and rest for the night. Tomorrow, we will directly stab into their base."

After several days of traveling, they were tired. Thinking of tomorrow's great battle, he knew that he had to rest well tonight. He couldn't help but feel that this young man in his twenties was very considerate.

The crowd slowly made their way into the woods. They sat down next to each other, drank and ate. The horses were tired, so they closed their eyes and rested after eating some grass.

Tang YiRou was also inside. She had picked twenty people with better fighting skills to come with her. She had been on the road for several days, and now that she was here, her stomach hurt as if she were being stabbed by a knife. She sat on the wet grass, feeling only her own part. His position was in constant pain. Therefore, he didn't drink any water, nor did he eat any rations. Instead, he leaned against a tree stump and sat down quietly.

Seeing her pale face, the Junior Brother from the same sect asked: "Sect Leader, do you want to eat? "You don't look too good." Tang YiRou's mouth was bitter, she didn't even have the energy to eat. Besides, the water was cold, so what she ate would only make her feel worse. He then shook his head.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from not too far away. A white robe appeared in front of his eyes. A warm voice replied, "Sect Leader Tang is free right now. I wonder if I can solo teach Sect Leader Tang a few tactical issues." Tang YiRou opened her eyes. It was Wu Qingya, looking at her with his warm eyes.

She was tired, and she didn't want to lie to him. He clearly had such a bright future ahead of him, but why did he still want to provoke her? She closed her eyes again and said with a frown, "I'm sorry, but I'm not very free right now."

Wu Qingya didn't get angry after he hit the nail on the head, and slowly said in a refined tone: "I won't take up too much of the Sect Leader's time, the Sect Leader will give me some face, ok?" He actually said this with a slightly pleading tone.

Tang YiRou opened her eyes. Her schoolmates who were not far away looked at her as if they were watching a show. She knew that if she didn't agree, he would continue to stand here. Until she agreed, she had no intention of being seen as a joke by others. Anyway, she had explained everything to him tonight, it was better than wasting time on him.

She nodded, stood up, and followed him slowly.

Slowly, the people around him disappeared. The two of them were the only ones in the entire dark forest. He finally stopped, stood across from her, and stretched out his hands. Tang Yirou knew that whether they were young or old, they would look gentle, refined, or obscene. The man just thought of that and laughed coldly. Then, he took a step back and coldly said, "What are you trying to do?"

Wu Qingya's hand failed. He saw the cold and detached attitude of the person he was thinking about and felt wronged as he said: "I'm sorry, I was indeed rude to Sect Leader Tang. I'm sorry. However, I saw that you were not feeling well, so I brought you some hot stuff. I was afraid that others would see it and give you a bad name, that's why I brought you here by discussing tactics. I put the food on the ground, hurry up and eat it. "

He put a bag of food on the ground not far from where he was and sat down ten meters away from Tang YiRou.

Tang YiRou didn't want him to be so meticulous, and didn't want to bully her. Squat down. He picked up the bag. It was the first time that she had been cared for so much, and she felt a little warm inside. Thinking that she had misunderstood him, she walked to his side and sat down.

Perhaps it was his own food. She slowly ate one and handed the other two to him: "I'm full. You eat the rest." He then slowly drank the hot water into his stomach. The aching part. The position finally eased.

When Wu Qingya saw her sitting beside him, he was no longer angry. He then asked about the faint fragrance that slowly came from her body and said, "You should eat it all. You're so thin, it's as if a gust of wind could blow it down." There was deep pity in his voice.

Rou-Er's eyes began to tear up. No one had ever cared so much about her before. That Xiuxuan would only torment her nonstop. Every day, she would never finish her work. The Junior Brothers probably knew how to practice martial arts with her master every day, so they were a bit contemptuous towards her. In her sect, even when she came in the winter, she still had to wash clothes in cold water because firewood were too expensive. She ate too little every day. If she ate too much, the others would not be able to eat enough. However, no one had ever looked at him affectionately and said, "Eat it all. You're so thin, it's like a gust of wind could blow it down."

She really wanted to get closer to this warmth, but she had no choice but to expose it herself. "Wu Qingya, do you like me?"

The handsome young man did not expect her to say what he was thinking in such a straightforward manner. He could not help but stutter, "This one …" Seeing how dignified and elegant the lady was, and how delicate and delicate she was, the young student felt that she was an extremely beautiful woman. Small, and very compassionate. If … "If you don't mind, young lady, I want to marry you. I know that I am not worthy of you, young lady has already become a sect head, and I …"

Rou-Er interrupted him. She slowly covered the man's face with her hand. It was hot enough to warm his cold hands. "You worry too much. If you can't match up with the young master, it will be me." When Wu Qingya heard her words, he thought he had agreed. He held her hand in surprise and said: "Lady has agreed to Qing Ya's request?"

His hand was very warm, but Rou-Er could only pull it. He came out and said, "I'm not clean. I'm not clean anymore."

He seemed to be stunned. After hesitating for a while, he said, "It must not be because of you, my feelings for you will only be tender." Rou-Er said, "Since I was fourteen years old, I've been crippled by Zhang Xiuxuan, my master, and have to accompany him every day. It's been seven years since I've been bedridden. How many times did I have to kill him? Do you still think I'm all right? "

Wu Qingya didn't know that so many things had happened. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Rou'er stared at him with disappointment in her eyes, but she also understood what was going on. She replied, "I don't blame you, but I'm not worthy of you. You're so outstanding, so naturally, you should marry a young lady with an innocent status." Then he was about to go back.

Suddenly, someone pulled her back and said, "Let me think about it. Okay? Since you're so tired, don't go tomorrow. Stay here and wait for me to come back and tell you the results, okay? "

Rou Er didn't expect him to be so infatuated. He even knew that her body wasn't feeling well, so she didn't need to go tomorrow. It was as if she could just hide behind him and watch him do everything for her. She took the man's head in her arms, forced him to lower his head, tiptoed, and kissed him lightly.

This was not Rou-Er's first kiss, but Wu Qingya's. She and Zhang Xiuxuan, that pervert. The stick had kissed him many times, but it couldn't be compared with what it was now. His kissing skills were very rough. He simply could not kiss. His teeth had knocked against her lips and bit into her tongue, but she did not feel any pain.

The two of them kissed madly, and for the first time, Rou-Er felt her heart beating so fast. She could feel his heart beating, like beating drums.

They left slowly, and in the moonlight she saw him look at her with such fascination. He then asked in concern, "Did I bite you?" Rou-Er did not reply, but instead wrapped herself around his tongue.

He was very smart, and learned very quickly. Slowly, he took over the lead. He picked up Rou-Er with one hand, held her head with the other, and kissed her deeply.

He ran his fingers over every soft, wet corner of her mouth, swallowing the scented saliva. Rou-Er said, "Aren't you dirty?" He still kissed her deeply and said, "Your everything is fragrant."

The two of them slowly tumbled to the ground, their bodies wrapped around each other. She asked, "Do you want to?"

He felt like he was about to explode. It was very, very painful. However, he said, "If you were to get rid of the water now, it would hurt." Rou-Er shook her head and said, "I don't think so." Then she slowly undressed him and placed him under her.

She lay down on the grass and slowly undressed herself. Open, look at the man on his body. The man said, "No, it'll be cold." She smiled and said, "It won't be cold in a while."

In the end, he was lured by her to undress them both.

As he kissed, he continued to exert himself.

Rou Er's voice became more and more urgent. Finally, he released her. She screamed out in short sentences. The two slept comfortably together.

Rou'er slowly fell asleep.