Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Di Dongqing's breathing was fast.

He knelt in the bed, propped his knees between the legs of the person under him, and walked around the other person with his hands, his movements were chaotic, without the calmness and composure of practicing medicine.

Lu Zhengqiu could roughly guess what books Dongqing read. Those kinds of books were circulated in the market, and the bindings were usually rough, but the contents were extremely charming, and some even had vivid pictures.

He could even imagine Dongqing holding a scroll and studying it seriously.This person is still too young, and has not learned to cherish himself, so he recklessly gave his heart to others, and swayed all his enthusiasm without reservation.

Lu Zhengqiu sneaked in the dark for the first half of his life, and killed countless people, and people's reactions before death are always the most honest. He has seen infatuated people entangled in life and death, and he has also seen people who forget their love and abandon their righteousness.A pair of cold eyes sees the heat and coldness of the world, but stays out of it all the time, unable to figure out what it's like to be emotionally moved.

Now he finally understands something.

It turned out that when he was really emotional, he wasn't so heart-piercing, nor greedy or jealous. He was just cautious and extremely focused, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on, and he didn't know what to do if he neglected such a heart.

——What should I do with you?

His mind was distracted, and his body's reaction was a bit slower, and his desire was lightened, replaced by a bit of pity. He only felt that the person lying on his body and desperately teasing him was really very vivid. In the jerky and impatient movements, There's an unmistakable cuteness to it.

It's his holly.

He couldn't help chuckling, and raised his fingers to play with the man's hair.

Dongqing stopped, put her hands on her sides, her tone seemed a little annoyed: "The things in the book are not very useful. Master doesn't like it?"

Lu Zhengqiu was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his lips, he asked: "Do you want me to tell the truth?"

Di Dongqing was startled, and said: "Of course, but... can you be more tactful."

"As long as it's you, even if you lie in my arms all night and sleep unconscious, I will be happy."

"How can I do that, the good night that was so easy to come by must not be wasted."

Having said that, his tone faltered, and his expression darkened a lot.

Tomorrow, the two will leave for northern Xinjiang.

That will be a journey of no return.

He didn't want to think about the future, didn't dare to think about it, but the future still hung over his head, casting a large shadow over his body.

Although Lu Zhengqiu couldn't see his face, he could hear violent ups and downs from his breathing. Not only did he not know how to cherish himself, he didn't even learn how to hide his thoughts, he was really young.

The sound of master's voice fell in my ears, like fresh dewdrops dripping on the dry land.

What can he do with him.

The elder clasped Holly's arm with one hand, sat up from the soft bed, then held the other's cheek, put his fingertips on the side of the neck, and kneaded the softest part of the ear.

"Although I have read fewer books than you, Master has more knowledge than you."

After that, he leaned forward and kissed her.