The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 473:
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There is a deserted forest three miles away from Fan County. In the early years, some people lived near the forest. Later, a young widow hanged herself in the forest. Gradually, rumors of being haunted spread. People around her moved away one after another, and the forest became Wasted.
No one has come for a long time, and the forest is full of weeds and dead vines. The moon rises coldly from behind the mountain, illuminating the tangled vines like nets covered with dust. .
The night bird screamed sadly, its black wingtips passing over the floating clouds under the pale moonlight, scattering a few clusters of iron-green mist, which condensed on the treetops and under the dead leaves, like cloudy air floating.
This is really a place where no ghost would want to come.
Two figures appeared at the end of the deserted forest.
"It's hard to beat the odds..." one of them murmured lowly, digging his way through the gaps in the vines, "This forest is actually so big..."
The other person was floating calmly on the vines, looking left and right, with a leisurely posture, which further highlighted the embarrassment of the people around him.
The one who kept jumping around in the cracks of the vines to avoid the elusive insects, gave the people around him a somewhat resentful look, and thought that this is how people who are too practical-never know when to help you. A handful.
While I was cursing, I suddenly felt like the world was spinning.
With a swish, the vines all over the ground rushed to the sky, and then reached her eyes. They were so close that as long as she blinked her eyelashes, she could brush away a mountain ant crawling on the vines.
Then he realized with hindsight that he had been easily trapped under someone's arm.
Needless to say, someone finally knows when to help—just not in the right way.
Before the person who was clamped under someone's arm had a chance to protest, the guy seemed to suddenly realize that this method was not appropriate for a lady, and suddenly put her on his back.
The one squatting on his back felt that this position was just fine. He didn't want to be so lazy, but the vines on the ground were too dirty, and there were rotten animal bones in the mud over the years. He really didn't want to step on them. .
Just when he was about to goof off on someone's back, the guy who had been trained by her to have more and more complicated thoughts seemed to think that being on someone's back wasn't that good either - he couldn't see her and wasn't used to it.
With a snap, he changed the position of the one on his back - hugging it to his chest.
He put it firmly on his chest, just leaning against his chest, but he was so careful. In order to prevent her boots from falling to the ground, he put her feet on his boots.
At this time, Feng was stunned.
What is this posture called?
She was hugged to someone's chest, sticking closely to each other, stepping on his feet, and being carried forward by his waist. The two of them were like conjoined twins, walking towards each other step by step, but Feng Zhiwei was more I felt like I suddenly became a puppet with a string in Master Gu's hands.
She is half a head shorter than Master Gu. She steps on his boots, right at the level of his eyes. The soft veil is pressed tightly against each other's faces. Feng Zhiwei can see the young master's face inside the veil when she opens her eyes wide. Feng Zhiwei felt that he was going to be dizzy again. He quickly turned his face away and rubbed his tall nose. He could feel a slight chill through the veil. The tip of her nose was as delicate as jade. Feng Zhiwei didn't even dare to turn her head away now, for fear that if she rubbed it again, she would rub someone's lips.
The light fragrance of clean and astringent green water rushes to the face, diluting the gloomy and slightly rotten atmosphere in the forest. Feng Zhiwei stiffened her body and struggled for a while, but couldn't break free. She sighed sadly, knowing that she was It would never be possible to escape from the clutches of the young master, so I had no choice but to pat Master Gu on the shoulder and discuss with a dry smile: "Well...please let me go, there is no need to look like this."
"I need it." Master Gu replied without any doubt.
He really needed it - he held her waist just now and felt that it felt very good under his hands, slender, flexible and full of elasticity. He felt that it looked like something. After thinking seriously for a long time, he finally thought of the green wicker. This discovery made him a little excited. He rarely made associations with something. He thought it was a novel feeling. He also felt that whenever he could make associations, it was probably because it was Feng Zhiwei, so he wanted to learn from Feng Zhiwei. Zhiwei found more beautiful things in her body, such as her body, from the angle of his eyes, her shoulders were delicate and soft, her waist was smoothly gathered, her long legs were delicate, like...like a jade vase; for example, her fingers, Resting on his shoulder, the knuckles are long and the back of the hand is white, like a hosta flower, but the nails are light pink, crystal clear, inlaid on the jade fingertips, like...shells, and the wide sleeves fall from the wrist to the elbow. At this moment, the delicate and plump skin of that arm is like snow, like...a lotus root. The place between the elbows, because of the raised posture of the arm, has a slight bulge, which is straight and plump, like...like...like...
Master Gu's focused eyes suddenly straightened.
He thought about it intently for a long time before suddenly remembering what part he was trying to think of.
The encounter in the bathtub more than two months ago flashed before his eyes. Feng Zhiwei fell down from the roof and was so close to her. At that time, because she was wet, she The body was more vivid, and he remembered that the delicate plum blossoms seemed to be an invitation to pick, so he went to pick them, but Feng Zhiwei seemed not to want to touch him, telling him that there were differences between men and women. He had not thought about this issue at the time. For example, Gu knew why there was no plum blossom. Gu knew that it was obviously a woman, but he didn’t think much about it, so he put his hand away. Now in this desolate forest, in the early summer night wind, there are no trees on all sides. When I was in person, I was so close to her again, so close that we walked hand in hand without any gaps. Somehow, I felt the warmth and softness of the body in front of me, the subtle fragrance of the woman in my arms, and the thin waist. Exquisite, he felt the tiger's mouth heat up when he held it, and the slight bulge reminded him of the shocking and bright white and red in the water at night, like an unbloomed lotus bud in the clear water, or the rising sky above the white snow. Just the sight of a ignited fire made his whole body feel warm, and the careless and subtle collision of their bodies as they moved forward suddenly made him feel the skin delicately. From this, he thought of the bulging limbs. Dark flames suddenly burst out from the bones, licking them hot all the way.