The moonlight is quiet and scattered between the mountains and fields. The military tents outside the mountains are continuous, and torches are like sea of ​​lights to the sky.

In the woods of Mount Jinniu, men and women walked deep into the woods, looking for a suitable place in the dense woods, and the conversation was faintly visible:

"...It's not good in the woods, there are too many mosquitoes, I won't bite you if I keep biting me..."

"Master, I'm white."

"What's the white one? You obviously have thick skin and flesh... It would be great if there was a pool. You wouldn't be afraid of mosquitoes in the water, and you wouldn't have to wash it up afterwards..."

Since last year, after playing with the gongsha sand on Dongting Lake, Ning Yuhe has to re-draw it every seven days, and most of the time, Xu Buling has written it.

The gongsha is in such a place, and it is impossible to bear it if you just draw. If you do something else later, it will naturally happen.

In order to prevent Manzhi and Qingye from discovering, Ning Yuhe must not dare to stay in the house and Xu Buling came. She usually looks for a small wood or something. In the past year, she has spent more time in the wild than in the house, and she has experienced sleeping experience.

At this time, under the moonlight, Ning Yuhe washed her white and clean. She held the bed blanket, magnolia paste, and her white tail in her hand, following Xu Buling.

Xu Buling could only eat white steamed buns every seven days, so he was naturally very greedy. After walking a few steps, he saw that there was no one around, so he hugged Ning Yuhe's waist and moved restlessly.

Ning Yuhe showed a little flush on her fairy cheeks, and she gently hit Xu Buling with her shoulders:

"Don't worry, you have not found a place for me."

Xu Buling was a little helpless and had to stop and climb the mountain together honestly.

After searching for a while, I finally found a flat stone land in the wilderness.

Ning Yuhe walked up to the front and looked around for a week. After slamming the blanket in her arms on the ground, sat on the side, slowly untied the thin rope of the light armor, then pulled up the skirt, supported the back with her hands, biting her lower lip, etc.

Xu Buling sat down in front of him, took out the small porcelain box containing paint and a brush, dipped it a few times, and then took it close to him, carefully outlining the lines on the already faded flying phoenix wings.

The faint breath blew on the skin that was not growing. Ning Yuhe obviously couldn't stand it. Even after experiencing it many times, she still felt strange and found some topics casually:

"You said you were going back. When will you come here? Why don't I follow you together?"

Xu Buling carefully outlined it, licked it from time to time, and smiled when he heard it:

"I guess I have to go to Chang'an City. I'm not sure when I will come back."

Ning Yu's face gradually turned red, and she was extremely familiar and charming under the moonlight: "Then...what should I do this? I've been away for too long, if Qingye discovered it..."

"I haven't come back in a few days. You can take Qingye back to the boat and wait for me, and let the baby draw for you."

"well……"

Ning Yuhe was a little confused when she heard this.

If Xu Buling paints for a long time, it would be completely different if Xiang'er started writing.

Xiao Xiang'er is also a woman, and she is very curious about Ning Yuhe. While painting, she asked something like "Dabai, does Xu Buling like to eat you?", so how could Ning Yuhe bear it?

However, except for Xu Buling, only Xiang'er has this skill. Ning Yuhe has no choice but to nod.

After drawing many times, Xu Buling was already very skilled. In just a few strokes, the gongsha was perfectly formed, and next...

“Woo…”

Ning Yuhe was pulled down with her ankle, then she lay on the blanket, and then pressed her knees on her shoulders. She twisted a little: "Don't be anxious... um..." Before she finished speaking, she turned into biting her fingers and accepting it...

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The night is quiet and silent.

Men and women are playing in the forest. Although it is summer, the spring scenery is fascinating. Sometimes even the full moon in the sky is shyly hidden behind the clouds.

But this enviable scene, in the eyes of some people, is like falling into the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

At the top of the mountain next to it, Ning Qingye, wearing a straw raincoat, held a telescope borrowed from the nightingale in his hand and looked at the two figures on the opposite hillside.

In just a few months, Ning Qingye had figured out the rules and knew that every seven days, the master would draw gongsha. So she changed shifts early today and returned to the tent, falling asleep, so that the master could find Xu Buling legitimately, and then she ran out.

As expected, Master and Xu Buling were no longer in the coach's tent. Nightingale said she was going out to patrol, so she borrowed a telescope to look at the stars.

There were no towns around the military camp. Ning Qingye didn't believe that the two of them would run too far, so he must be nearby, so he came to the top of the mountain on the side and searched carefully with a telescope. Finally, he found two figures in the woods of Jinniu Mountain and disappeared from time to time, and finally stopped on a stone.

The two were lying together. Ning Qingye knew that they were painting the gongsha, but he never expected that after the two of them finished painting, they would join in the wilderness in this rarely visited mountain.

How could Master become like this...

Ning Qingye was tense all over, holding a monocular lens, looking at the familiar figure in the distance, his eyes full of disbelief.

At first she still had some doubts in her heart, and felt that there was something else.

The master has a gentle personality, and Xu Buling is very skilled in martial arts and is slick. It is possible that Xu Buling is using force to the master without telling her, forcing his master to do these things that would never have been done before.

But……

Although I can't see carefully under the moonlight, I can see the indescribable postures, even... I even blame Xu Buling...

Ning Qingye felt that the worldview was broken. She didn't look like her gentle and gentle master. She looked like she was like Zhongli Jiujiu...

Last time I ran into Zhongli Jiujiu and Xu Buling, Zhongli Jiujiu was obviously shy and shy. Now my master took the initiative to shock her, just like... it was like a grudge from the deep boudoir who had not met a man in more than ten years...

And...and it seems there is a tail?

Ning Qingye put down the telescope, turned her head and couldn't stand it anymore, and her whole body was cold and wanted to say a few serious words, but she couldn't speak in the face of the master who raised her.

"Color...bastard..."

Ning Qingye stood there for a moment, and his eyes gradually covered with a little mist, but he just murmured for a few words and then disappeared.

In any case, the master is very happy now. It is obviously not forced. It even seems that he is a bit of a reversal...

As long as the master is voluntary, what can she say as an apprentice?

It has been said that no matter who the master likes, she will support him. Even if a person in the martial arts world is as good as he can, he will never forget the kindness of raising him. What else can he say?

But that bastard...

Ning Qingye held the telescope tightly, remembering a kiss in Chang'an City, holding hands from Suzhou, and whispering to Fangshan County, one step away.

Ning Qingye is straightforward and will not turn things around, but she also has a clear distinction between love and hate. She will repay her with multiples if she treats her well.

The master was obviously very nice to her, and Xu Buling was almost meticulous to her. No matter what the other party did, she would not mind, nor could she mind.

In fact, after seeing this scene with your own eyes, Ning Qingye's heart was not as turbulent as Chuchu. Now his mood is ups and downs, compared to shock and anger, it actually comes more from embarrassment. He doesn't know how to get along with him in the future.

Thinking of the words that Master said in the past, Ning Qingye only came back to his senses, and the master kept saying hello to her.

With Chuchu and Jiujiu's examples, Ning Qingye also understood that what the master said was right. It was impossible for her and her master to be separated, nor could she turn against him because of this.

But it is obviously impossible to accept such a thing for a while. Ning Qingye is originally slow to have feelings and doesn't know how to solve it.

After standing there silent for a long time, Ning Qingye walked down the mountains with a little loneliness.

Under the moonlight, each person and one sword seemed to have become the lonely appearance of walking alone for thousands of miles...

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