Chapter 38: 】
Su Junli and the others returned to Yang's house, and Lan Xin was making Yang Yuqing stand up!
The sun was scorching hot, and Yang Yuqing, who was originally as delicate as a flower, was blushed all over, his hair dripped with sweat on his smooth forehead, his face, neck, and body were covered with sweat, and he looked extraordinarily beautiful. Its allure makes people have an urge to pounce on it and ravage it.
Seeing Su Junli coming back, Yang Yuqing was about to stop the horse and step forward, but was stopped by the small wooden stick in Lan Xin's hand: "Stand still, there is still half an hour."
"Master Lanxin, I want to practice marksmanship. Why do you want me to stance? I don't want to practice!" Yang Yuqing did not move, but said to Su Junli with a bitter face, "Sister, she It has forced me to stand here for almost three hours, and I am about to collapse from heat stroke!"
"Keep going!" Seeing Yang Yuqing's pitiful look, Su Junli felt a little sorry, but she also came from arduous training since she was a child, and knew that under pampering, she would definitely not be able to become a master, so, It's just a look of sympathy, but the language does not let go.
"Sister, why don't you help me? What I want to practice is marksmanship, what's the matter with the horse stance?" Yang Yuqing yelled.
"Of course, if you just want to learn how to shoot or something, it's not about horse stance, but if you want to become a master, how can you do without steady steps, strong wrists, and flexible posture? " Su Junli kissed his tender white and red sweaty face vigorously, expressing encouragement, "Little Qingqing, work hard, my sister wants to see you become a master. Uncle Yang is a master, you can't be inferior to him!" "
Originally, being encouraged by her kisses, Yang Yuqing was already so excited that he was pumped with blood. Now, she used her father to stimulate his delicate nerves. Even if Yang Yuqing was about to die, he would continue to train and strive for Can beat his own father.
He took a deep breath, took care of his strength, and continued to steady his horse.
"Lan Xin, I have something to ask you." Su Junli said to Lan Xin.
Lan Xin nodded, and roughly guessed what she wanted to ask, so she went into the room with her.
"Blue Heart—"
Su Junli took Lan Xin's hand, her eyes were full of friendly warmth, "Actually, although I am curious about your organization, I don't want to ask more, because it belongs to your secret, and I will have my own." However, now I want to know one thing urgently, do you know what organization the masked man belongs to? What about his manjushahua pattern?"
"Jun-li-"
Lan Xin called Su Junli's name very solemnly, and clasped her hands tightly, "Whether it is Su Junli in the past or you now, you are the most important friend in my Lan Xin's life, as long as I know , and what I can say, I will definitely tell you about my dark night organization, I can’t tell you, but I believe you have the ability to find it out. And the identity of the masked man should not be a member of our dark organization, because I have never seen such a pattern of manjushahua in the organization, nor have I heard of such a person. However, he recognized my identity at a glance, which must have some kind of close connection with us."
"En." Su Junli nodded. In fact, she also knew that asking Lan Xin was tantamount to asking in vain, but she just had a little hope.
"Junli, maybe you can ask Uncle Yang, he is a top member of our organization, and he is very senior, so he should know a lot of things that I don't." Lan Xin thought for a while and said.
Thinking of Yang De's gentle and pampering gaze and mellow wine-like breath, just like his father and brother, his mind wavered slightly.
However, she promised Yang Yuqing that she would never see Yang De again if she had nothing to do!
"actually-"
Lan Xin hesitated for a moment and said, "When it comes to Uncle Yang, I don't think you are a bit like yourself, you are too sloppy."
"How do you say that?"
Su Junli asked.
"In our society, everyone is monogamous. Even if you love several people at the same time, it is a man's business and has nothing to do with women. But you completely ignore the morals and customs of this society and love what you love. Since it is like this Now, why don't you be more straightforward? Instead, you are trapped by the world when it comes to Uncle Yang? I know that you like Yang Yuqing as well as Uncle Yang. And Uncle Yang treats you very unusually, let alone He blocked the sword for you, not afraid of death, just seeing his eyes on you is enough to spoil the dead!" Lan Xin said.
Su Junli remained silent.
Lan Xin didn't understand, she wasn't trapped by the world, what she was afraid of was that the Yang family father and son were trapped by the world and couldn't let go.
In Dayong's world, there are many things where father and son brothers serve one wife together, and no one thinks there is anything wrong, as long as they are willing.
She naturally wanted both Yang Yuqing and Yang De, but the problem was that they couldn't untie this knot, so they had to let it go, so as not to cause irreparable pain.
"Oh, forget it, forget it, I didn't say much, but I'm really sorry, if a man like Uncle Yang is snatched away by other women, it would be a waste." Lan Xin sighed.
When she said this, Su Junli felt a pain in his heart as if he had been stabbed by a wasp.
"Go and see Uncle Yang, he is injured now, and he still has to suffer from lovesickness, I don't know how pitiful it is!" Lan Xin pushed Su Junli and said.
Su Junli missed Yang De more and more.
She went out in silence—
Yang Yuqing continued to stride hard under the sun, sweating profusely.
She looked at him in a daze for a while, then took a big towel and walked over to help him wipe the sweat off his face.
As an empress, she has always been served by others, except for her grandma, she has never served anyone before, so the movement of wiping sweat seemed a bit clumsy and blunt.
However, Yang Yuqing enjoys this special "tenderness" very much.
His **** and white eyes stared at Su Junli obsessively—
Su Junli smiled at him and said, "Practice well!"
"Yes, sister!"
Yang Yuqing responded readily, then slightly moved her face away, and coquettishly said: "Sister, Xiao Qingqing needs one more kiss to have more positive energy!"
Su Junli kissed him on the cheek.
Yang Yuqing smiled more and more happily.
"Xiao Qingqing, I want to see Uncle Yang. I have something to ask him, is that okay?" Su Junli tried to put her tone in a gentle manner, hoping that Yang Yuqing would accept it.
Yang Yuqing's face, which was originally smiling like a flower, froze slightly, and Liangtang's eyes became a little sad, and he said with a small mouth: "Sister, didn't you promise me not to miss Dad anymore?" ?”
"Yeah." Su Junli looked at him, "Xiao Qingqing, can my sister go back on her word?"
I don't know if it was because he was tired from standing for too long, or because he was severely hit by Su Junli's words. Yang Yuqing's legs softened, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.
Seeing him like this, Su Junli's heart ached, and she regretted her recklessness just now.
In this world, there are always some things that you cannot get or should not get. Why are you so persistent and hurt the young heart of this little Zhengtai who loves herself?
Su Junli bent over to hold Yang Yuqing in her arms, and murmured: "Xiao Qingqing, I'm sorry, sister will keep her promise!"
Yang Yuqing leaned his head on her shoulder weakly, wrapped his hands around her soft waist, did not speak for a long time, but his mind was spinning in thousands of ways.
While guarding his comatose and sleeping father, he kept hearing his father calling Junli's name and the tenderness on his face in his sleep, and the way Junli looked at his father was also very different, with a certain kind of dependence and nostalgia. It's as if a daughter is dependent on her father. This is the look she never showed to other people.
He really wanted to fulfill them.
However, when he thought that it was his father, he couldn't accept it anyway, and even felt like betraying his mother.
Of course, since my mother died early, it is natural for my father to be with any woman, as long as it is not Su Junli.
"elder sister-"
He raised his head and looked at Su Junli seriously, "My heart is very messed up right now, and I really don't know how to deal with the relationship between the three of us. Otherwise, you can see my father, but don't talk to me. He has a physical relationship, okay? Unless I can really accept it!"
This is already his biggest concession!
From the moment he fell in love with Su Junli, he knew that it is difficult for anything in this world to block love!
I forcibly want to separate my father and Junli, but it can't block the emotions that have arisen between them. On the contrary, the more suppressed it may be, the stronger it will be!
For a domineering person like Jun Li, when his emotions are strong enough to a certain extent, he will definitely not care about his own feelings. It is better to let them go and let them get along. Su Junli had a rift with herself.
"Okay! Thank you, Xiao Qingqing!"
Su Junli knew that it was not easy for him to make this decision.
"Then I want more kisses!"
Yang Yuqing hit the snake with the stick, and simply pouted his mouth and asked for a kiss.
Su Junli held his face, and her warm lips were printed on his lips that were more **** and attractive because of the exercise. The lilac tongue aggressively pried open his lips and teeth, and his tender lips with the fragrance of green grass intertwined...
At this moment, to Yang Yuqing, everything in the world is no longer important, because his body and mind are already hers, and she can knead and pinch him as she pleases.
Su Junli liked Yang Yuqing's jerkyness very much, and he liked his cleanliness and freshness unique to a young gentleman.
"Sister, I - want - you -!"
Yang Yuqing was passionately kissed by her, and his desire surged. He put his hand into her skirt, and murmured indistinctly.
"Um-"
Su Junli was also full of passion and nodded in agreement.
Yang Yuqing reached out and picked her up, walked into his room, then put it down, and knelt beside her, like a little lamb attached to his mother, nibbling every inch of her tender and white skin, and then was She threw herself on the bed...