Chapter 34 The Transformation of Green Silk

Zhong Shan walked into the cave, in a dark environment. Bei Qingsi is still lying there.

After a deep breath, Zhong Shan walked to Bei Qingsi, slowly sat up Bei Qingsi's body, then sat behind him, leaned her against his chest, and gently untied the collar of Bei Qingsi with his hand.

After unbuttoning the four buttons, he gently lifted them with his hand, and the plump and very elastic ball of his left chest jumped out, trembling gently in the air. Even if he looked at it every day, Zhong Shan felt dazzling, too perfect.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed a trace of restlessness in his heart. Zhong Shan gently pressed it with his right palm. He just held it with one hand and closed his eyes to get rid of distracting thoughts. However, the softness from his hand was like constantly confusing Zhong Shan's heart.

Zhong Shan's will is firm. After calming down a little, Zhenyuan began to spit out and fight against Zhenyuan in the body of the sad green silk.

But. Today, I don't know why Zhenyuan in Beiqingsi's body seemed to be much more active. Zhong Shan Zhenyuan penetrated in, Beiqingsi Zhenyuan quickly resisted, and almost bounced Zhong Shan's palm away under the huge force, but Zhong Shan still grasped Beiqingsi and did not let go. He only trembled a few times with the Yes.

However, after a big counterattack just now, Zhenyuan, who was sad, seemed to suddenly become much more docile. Zhong Shan didn't know what was going on, but it was better. Zhenyuan quickly penetrated in, and finally after a while, he completely forced out the residual breath of the broken arrow.

"Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Zhong Shan took a deep breath. Now you can rest assured. The palm of his hand gently left the left chest of Bei Qingsi, looking at the slight trembling after the palm slowly retreated away, Zhong Shan seemed to be reluctant, but he still suppressed his eyes to look away.

However, after thinking about it, Zhong Shan frowned slightly, put his hand on it again, and then leaned from his left armpit to the back. He carefully touched the original wound there, felt that it was all flat, and became smooth and delicate. Zhong Shan slowly pulled out his hand at ease.

Gently button up the sad green silk, and then slowly lay down the sad green silk.

The light inside the cave is very dim. What Zhong Shan didn't find was that when the body of Bei Qingsi had just removed the remnants of the broken arrow, it had become pink, and the temperature had risen slightly higher than usual.

In fact, when he entered the cave before Zhongshan, the sad green silk woke up miraculously.

Maybe it's because of the blood of the sad blue silk. It was supposed to sleep for hundreds of days, but in just one month, the sad blue silk completely resisted.

When she woke up, the moment she woke up, Bei Qingsi quickly recalled everything before. At that last moment, after the ice city exploded, she fell asleep.

Are you dead? At that time, if he was hit by a broken arrow, there was no doubt that he would die. Hundreds of golden elixirs were waiting. How could Zhong Shan escape in his innate period?

However, Bei Qingsi felt that she should be alive. Alive? Am I still alive? Not dead? Bei Qingsi hoped that she was not dead, but she was afraid that she was dead. Therefore, there was a little faint fear in her heart. She didn't dare to open her eyes. She was afraid that when she opened her eyes, she found that she was dead. How depressed she should be.

Therefore, the sad green silk tries to explore it gently with divine knowledge, which can be used.

After exploring his body, the divine consciousness suddenly had a feeling of disbelief. The arrow was gone, and his chest recovered as before, even a little scar was gone. It is still extremely delicate. Was it a dream before that I was not injured at all? No, everything is true. Someone must have saved himself. Who?

However, the next moment, Bei Qingsi found a shocking thing again. All the clothes on her body were changed, all, all of them, even the most intimate blasplences, were no longer her previous clothes, but a set of men's clothes, slightly generous.

At this moment, Zhongshan came in from outside the cave.

A micro-exploration of the sad blue silk god's knowledge. I found that it was Zhong Shan, Zhong Shan? He is not dead? What's going on? Was he also saved? But thinking about it again, Bei Qingsi suddenly felt a bang on her head, because Bei Qingsi suddenly found how familiar the clothes she was wearing, Zhong Shan's clothes?

So, who will change the clothes for me?

Bei Qingsi thought of a possibility, but she didn't want to believe it.

When the sad blue silk's head roared, Zhong Shan slowly picked up the sad blue silk, and slowly unbuttoned the clothes under the tightness of the sad blue silk.

At this moment, Bei Qingsi instinctively wanted to beat Zhong Shan out with one slap, but thinking about the clothes on her now, Bei Qingsi put up with it. There is a strange feeling in my heart.

What is Zhong Shan going to do? No............

Before the bad thoughts of sad green silk began, Zhong Shan's fiery palm has been pressed against his left chest.

The sad blue silk chest was hot. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there was no time to react at all, and the Holy Land was lost. Just as Bei Qingsi was ready to open her eyes with anger.

The strange thing is that Zhong Shan's palm actually spit out Zhenyuan, and Zhenyuan penetrated into his body. What is he going to do? Sad green silk frowned, instinctive resistance in the body, but the moment of resistance. Bei Qingsi found the abnormality in her body, a trace of breath of broken arrows.

Is Zhongshan driving away the breath of broken arrows?

Sure enough, at the time of the sad blue silk, Zhong Shan forced all the smell of broken arrows out.

At this moment, Bei Qingsi is very contradictory and has a feeling of crying. Is Zhong Shan his own creditor? Why, why did he suffer from him after his body was seen by him... But Zhong Shan helped himself again, making him angry. There is nowhere to go. Why is that?

Zhong Shan's palm slowly loosened the holy land of sad green silk, and the sad green silk was in a very chaotic mood, but at this time, Zhong Shan put his palm on it again.

The sad green silk must be in a chaotic mood. What's wrong? The breath of the broken arrow has been forced out. What else does Zhong Shan want to do? Just as Bei Qingsi had a trace of doubt about Zhong Shan, Zhong Shan's palm actually clung to his skin, bypassed his armpits, and reached his back.

Bei Qingsi's body tightened, and she didn't know what Zhong Shan was going to do. It was not until Zhong Shan's finger stopped at the original broken arrow wound on his back that Bei Qingsi understood that Zhong Shan was checking the wound. The doubt in my heart instantly turned into a strange feeling.

At the place where the wound, Zhong Shan's fingers were gently rubbed and felt it carefully, and then gently rubbed, the whole body of the sad green silk softened, as if there were no bones all of a sudden, and the whole body became slightly hot.

Zhong Shan is innocent, but in his heart, he will never forget Zhong Shan's gentle rubbing just now.

Until Zhong Shan buttoned all the buttons of Bei Qingsi, Bei Qingsi felt that her head was bombarded. At this moment, Bei Qingsi did not dare to open her eyes. Her heart was confused and let Zhong Shan lay her body flat.

Originally, Bei Qingsi already felt that it was all right, but Zhong Shan sat next to him and did not leave, but gently cut a piece of ginseng from one side.

Then, he reached to the lips of the sad blue silk. Gently open the soft and elastic lips of the sad blue silk.

Bei Qingsi's face turned red, but Zhong Shan didn't seem to pay attention to it. Maybe it was too dark in the cave. Maybe Zhong Shan was used to doing it every day and didn't care, or maybe Bei Qingsi's face was slightly ruddy because of recuperation during this period.

When the sad blue silk blushed, Zhong Shan's fingers actually reached into the mouth of the sad blue silk. The slightly salty fingertips gently touched the soft little tongue. It made the whole nerve of Bei Qingsi tighten. The lips are also a little stiff, but the sad blue silk still tries to control it to make it extremely natural.

Zhong Shan slowly took out the ginseng piece of nutrients absorbed from the tongue of the sad green silk and pulled it out.

But today, Bei Qingsi's mouth is very unnatural, a little tight, and dare not tighten. The saliva wets Zhong Shan's fingers and lips, and when the fingers are pulled out, it is even more tight without gaps. Until the finger was pulled out in an annched.

"Boo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In the place of the sad green silk's mouth, there was a crisp sound.

With this sound, the sad blue silk's mind roared again, boo? Why is this?

"What? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Zhong Shan snorted unexpectedly, and this sound was a kind of extreme shame in the ears of sad green silk. At this moment, sad green silk did not dare to open her eyes. The red face extends to the root of the ear.

At this time, Zhong Shan used a very clean wet towel, stained with some freshly boiled nutrition soup, sent it to the mouth of the sad green silk, and squeezed into the mouth of the sad green silk little by little.

Zhong Shan's work is very gentle. If he is afraid of irrigation, it is easy to choking. He absorbs the sad green silk drop by drop, and feels the soup on the wet wipes squeezed out by Zhong Shan again. When it drips into his mouth, the sad green silk suddenly has an impulse to cry.

The original shame and ambiguity were all replaced by a kind of warm warmth, a kind of faint warmth, a kind of warmth that wants to be like this for a lifetime. How many years, how many years, the sad green silk feels the warmth again, a kind of warmth that makes the sad green silk extremely nostalgic and extremely reluctant.

The red tide on the sad green silk's face gradually receded, and Zhong Shan filled a piece of ginseng in the sad green silk's mouth again, and the sad green silk didn't care.

It was not until Zhong Shan finished everything that he gently put the sad blue silk and covered it with a thin blanket. When he slowly walked out, the sad blue silk's closed eyes slid down two tears.

Zhong Shan went out, caught a fish in the lake, washed it, and prepared to cook it in the evening for dinner with his own pot. After everything was done, the fish was put into the pot and stewed slowly over low heat, Zhong Shan slowly sat aside, closed his eyes and crossed his knees to adjust his breath.

Zhong Shan's practice is very hardworking. Even if he has a little time for stewed fish, he doesn't want to waste it, because Zhong Shan always believes that diligence can make up for his shortcomings, and he will exchange it with a hundred times his efforts. Therefore, I dare not pull down for a moment of practice.

The internal sad green silk opened its eyes gently after Zhong Shan went out for an hour. Looking at some hanging stone thorns above the cave, with beautiful big eyes, I blinked a few times and didn't know what to think.

PS: It's the fourth update. In the end, I brazenly asked for another monthly ticket. There is still a precious one left, which is the top ten.