Zhao Yun was held in Zhang Miao's arms, feeling the warmth and softness of the jade. He only wished to be held by her like this until the end of time, regardless of the wind and rain of the Jianghu. He knew that this was just a dream, and all of this would soon disappear.
Zhang Miao entered the Jingsi Hall and gently placed Zhao Yun on the bed. She carefully covered him with a blanket and sat diagonally by the bed. Her plump and perky buttocks were like pearls and jade as she stuck to the edge of Zhao Yun's body without any scruples. Zhang Miao half leaned forward and looked around with her beautiful eyes. She said softly, "Brat, have a good rest."
Zhao Yun also had a thousand words in his heart. How could he let this beautiful night go to waste? He shook his head. In front of him was a stunning jade face, and in his nose was the orchid musk. He couldn't help but muster up his courage and reach out to hold the slender jade bamboo shoots. The ice-cold and tender feeling immediately spread to his brain. He said, "Sister Miao, don't go."
Zhang Miao's hand was held by him without any explanation. Her body trembled slightly, and the thin and soft onion root wanted to break free. Who knew that this brat would hold it so tightly that it hurt her jade fingers? Her heart softened and she no longer resisted. She let him hold it and silently felt the warmth.
"Brat, why are you holding it so tightly? You're really an idiot. I'll stay here with you. Quickly let go. "
Zhao Yun just refused to let go. He tasted the soft and boneless feeling. When he saw the five tender bamboo shoots, which were sparkling and translucent and dyed with a few strands of pink, he couldn't help but be aroused. As if he was possessed, he pulled her soft hand down slightly and tried his best to raise his dry lips.
His lips suddenly kissed the back of her delicate hand. It was sweet and fragrant. The soul-stirring taste made Zhao Yun almost cry out.
Zhang Miao was caught off guard. She didn't expect the brat to be so bold. She was so embarrassed that her face flushed red. She hurriedly escaped from the invasion of his lips and spat, "Brat, how dare you take advantage of me!" She reached out and grabbed Zhao Yun's ear and twisted it fiercely. Although she tried her best to hide it, the burning breath of Zhao Yun's lips on the back of her hand was deeply engraved in her heart.
Zhao Yun was also shocked by her own shamelessness. She retracted her claws resentfully and let Zhangmiao vent his dissatisfaction. She said infatuatedly, "Sister Miao, you're really beautiful. You're a thousand times more beautiful than the fairies in those paintings. No, ten thousand times more beautiful."
Zhang Miao's heart was filled with sweetness, feeling even better than eating a ginseng fruit. "Nonsense! Little pervert. " The words "little pervert" sounded like she was reprimanding but also teasing. She seemed to be rejecting but also inviting. She couldn't hide her gentle posture. She was so soft and charming that it made Zhao Yun's eyes even more dazzled.
As soon as Zhang Miao spoke, she felt that her tone was too charming and her face turned red. She pretended to be calm and said, "Stinking brat, go and rest. We're leaving early tomorrow morning, so it's a good time to rest up. "
Thunder split the sky and sorrow flowed like a river. Zhao Yun's chest felt uncomfortable. She knew that all of this was just a short dream. She murmured, "I can't bear to part with you, Sister Miao. It seems that we were already so familiar and close to each other in our previous life. "
How could Zhang Miao not feel uncomfortable? She was probably ten times more uncomfortable than Zhao Yun. After all, she was a little older than Zhao Yun and had learned about love earlier. Ever since she saw this handsome and handsome young man, she had unknowingly fallen deeply in love with him. At first, she was just surprised that there was such a handsome man in the world. Then, she sympathized with his experience and liked his proud spirit. Gradually, it was hard for her to get rid of her feelings. How could she bear to part with him so abruptly?
Looking at the stinking brat's uncomfortable appearance, Zhang Miao was also filled with grief. She thought that the stinking brat might turn into ashes in two years' time and felt that today's interaction was precious. Tears welled up in her eyes, wetting her eyelashes, her face, and the softest part of her heart.
At that moment, she couldn't suppress her impulse. She just wanted to go crazy for once. She didn't care about her shyness or female virtue. Her swan-like neck quietly lowered, and her beautiful face was already pressed against Zhao Yun's handsome face. Her fragrant and tender red cheeks were like dragonflies skimming the surface of the water, gently sticking to the two broad and scorching areas.
Her gentleness when she lowered her head was just like the shyness of a lotus flower that couldn't withstand the cool breeze.
Zhao Yun never expected that he would be able to taste such ecstasy in his life. However, he felt that the soft and fragrant skin that his lips touched was the most delicious delicacy, as if it was freshly picked from the tip of a tea. The gentle scent of a virgin was abnormally sweet. It only made Zhao Yun lose himself, not knowing where he was.
The two of them were burning with passion. Suddenly, they heard a cough from outside. "Young Master, Sect Master invites you to report to the Hall of Beginnings for a discussion."
Zhang Miao suddenly woke up. She was shy and sad. She only called out, "Stinking brat, rest well first." Then, she opened the door, leaving behind a beautiful figure that made Zhao Yun think endlessly.
When people separated, they always felt that time passed quickly. Zhao Yun thought about it, but he didn't see Sister Miao coming back. He was anxious and in pain, but time passed mercilessly. The east was white and it was already the next morning.
Zhao Yun didn't sleep the whole night. The swordsman, Chang Yue, had already brought a plate of vegetables and a bowl of rice. He said, "Young Master knows that you don't know how to fast and specially ordered us to go down the mountain to buy these. Young Master, after you eat, you can go and see Sect Master. "
Zhao Yun ate casually and was led to the Hall of Beginnings by Chang Yue. However, he saw Ling Su still sitting cross-legged on the praying mat, while Sister Miao stood behind her. Sister Miao's eyes were red and swollen, and her face was haggard. It seemed that she had cried the whole night. When she saw him coming in, she didn't even greet him and just stood there in a daze.
Zhao Yun's heart was in pain. He knew that he was about to leave, and he couldn't bear to look away from Zhang Miao. The secret words in his heart were spoken without words.
Ling Su flicked her finger and a yellow envelope appeared in Zhao Yun's hand. "Give this letter to Taoist Ziwei. He will accept you as a disciple of the Lingyun Temple because of me. You can do it now. My Earth Shrinking Technique is very convenient. You just have to step into the circle of light, and you will be able to reach the main hall of the Lingyun Temple without thinking too much. "
Ling Su's fingers danced and formed a seal. Zhao Yun saw a flash of golden light, and a circle of light appeared in front of him, emitting a five-colored light.
Zhao Yun knew that once he stepped into this circle, he and Sister Miao would be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. They would never meet again. He was in a daze and even forgot the etiquette of thanking Ling Su.
Zhang Miao suddenly cried, "Little brat, don't forget about me!" Without a care, she leaped from behind Ling Su and hugged Zhao Yun tightly. Her beautiful body stuck to Zhao Yun like an octopus.
Zhao Yun felt that his Sister Miao's body was boneless. Her delicate arms were hugging him tightly, and she was not willing to let him go. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest. It turned out that Zhang Miao's tears were rolling down and falling onto his clothes. They turned into sorrow and gradually dyed his clothes.
He was excited and hugged Zhang Miao with one hand. He used all his strength to rub Zhang Miao into his body, and they would be one. He said, "I won't forget! Even if I die, I won't forget! "He continued," Sister Miao, don't cry anymore. I deserve to die for making you cry so much. "
Zhang Miao's tears flowed even more. "I'm willing to cry for you."
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