Chapter 149 Overnight in Pingshan Hall

"Oh, where's Li Shanchang?" When Zhang Yang returned to Pingshan Hall, it was almost dark. What puzzled him was that the place where Li Shanchang had just been placed had disappeared at this moment.

"He was drunk like that. He didn't roll down, did he?" He Zhaoyi pointed to the cliff below and said.

"Thaoyi, don't curse him. That person will never die so easily." Zhang Yang is very sure. He is the first hero of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. He can have at least seven lives. Did he fall off the cliff and die once? That's worse than Wang Bo.

"That's right, I, Li Shanchang, can't die so easily. I still have to defect to Mr. Zhu to resist the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty." In the grass in the distance, a voice came.

"Hey, I said, brother, why did you go so far when you have nothing to do?" Zhang Yang walked over and immediately turned around: "Zhaoyi, you dodge first."

"Why? Let me help you."

"No, no." Zhang Yang quickly pushed He Zhaoyi away.

This guy drank too much and struggled to solve it. After solving it, he didn't even mention his trousers. He fell into the grass again like that. Looking at his body, I don't know if he was stained with yellow and white things.

The coarse cloth robe obviously did not cover it, and the ** thing enjoyed the bathing of the autumn wind like that.

I didn't expect that this figure who will be famous in the future has such a sloppy side now. If there is a camera, I will definitely take a picture for you.

Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly and walked over.

"Brother, get up." Zhang Yang said.

"I don't. It's so comfortable here. I can't get up." Li Shanchang said.

In desperation, Zhang Yang had to use a trick: pick up the grass on the ground and keep squeaking him.

"Oh, hehe." Although Li Shanchang was guilty, the itchy feeling came up, with a low-level nerve reflex and a twist on his buttocks.

Zhang Yang took the opportunity of twisting his buttocks to finally pull up his trousers and cover the deadly place.

Fortunately, it's all dark. Even if there is a little flaw, He Zhaoyi won't see it.

"Go, go inside and sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, you are my man." Whether Li Shanchang agrees or not, Zhang Yang has made this decision.

He picked up Li Shanchang vigorously and walked to the hall of Pingshan Hall.

If you sleep outside, the morning dew will wet people and get sick.

"Rely,lylyly." Zhang Yang shouted.

It's almost fifteen now, and the moon outside is rising, but it's not bright. He Zhaoyi packed up a place in the moonlight.

"Come on, let him lie here." He Zhaoyi said.

Zhang Yang helped Li Shanchang and placed him in the place where He Zhaoyi had packed up. The moonlight outside shone in, and he suddenly found that He Zhaoyi's little hand had a little red mark.

"Jiyi, what's wrong with your hand?" Zhang Yang asked.

" No, it's okay." He Zhaoyi put his hand behind him.

Zhang Yang took He Zhaoyi's hand over, ten fingers of green onions, delicate jade hands, under the moonlight, there were a few traces of blood on it.

"When I was laying the grass just now, I was accidentally scratched by the grass." He Zhaoyi said.

It's also difficult for this young lady. At home, she has someone to take care of everything. She is thin and tender. Of course, she will not adapt to it when she does rough work.

Zhang Yang looked carefully again. On He Zhaoyi's tender little hands, the thumb with a beautiful curvature was pricked into a thorn, and the blood was still flowing out.

"I've got a thorn. I'll pull it out for you." Zhang Yang said.

"No, no." He Zhaoyi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In the morning, he had just touched his hands. Now, he looked at his hands so carefully, but suddenly felt a little shy.

"No, it must be pulled out, otherwise it will be infected." Zhang Yang said.

Infected? What is infection? He Zhaoyi asked.

Damn, I mentioned this word for the second time. That is to say, if this thorn is not pulled out, it will start to ulcerate from here and rot the whole finger. Zhang Yang said.

"Bad guys! Do your best to scare people!" He Zhaoyi raised another pink fist and was about to fight.

"Ouch!" He Zhaoyi felt a pain in his fingertips. It turned out that Zhang Yang had squeezed the thorn with two nails, and then pulled out the thorn with the thumb of the other hand and the nail of the index finger.

"It hurts!" He Zhaoyi felt a pain in his fingertips, but suddenly felt a moist feeling. With his head down, Zhang Yang had put his mouth on her little hand and was sucking his fingertips.

" OK, it's all right." Zhang Yang took his mouth away as if nothing had happened, spit out the sucked blood, and pulled out the thorn. He found that it was a black wooden thorn. He was afraid that there would be something left in the wound, so he sucked it a few more times to make sure that there was no residue in it, and then stopped. Wrong, it was shut up.

He Zhaoyi's face turned red. Her soft lips just leaned against her hand. When she sucked, she suddenly had a feeling of desire. She didn't know that this feeling was lust.

Zhang Yang did all this, but it seemed to be very normal. Zhao Yi, I'm afraid I can only rest here today. I'll let you rest in the guest room of the temple. Why don't you? What's good here? He complained a little.

"I have seen it. On the side of the hall, there are still several side rooms with several beds in it. Why don't you..." He Zhaoyi didn't finish saying anything and looked up at the sky.

"Today's moon is so round."

The sky is like a dark curtain, against a round moon, like a jade plate, the moonlight is clear and bright.

Zhang Yang looked up. Yes, it should be about fifteen years old. The moonlight is like water, which sets off the surrounding scenery so beautifully. The nearby buildings, the mountains and flowing water in the distance, everything is so natural and so peaceful.

"Brother Shicheng, let's enjoy the moon here until dawn, okay? He Zhaoyi shook the corner of Zhang Yang's clothes and said.

Zhang Yang sat on the ground and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for the wine.

I don't know what year it is this evening.

I want to go back in the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the heights are cold.

Dance to clear the shadow, it doesn't seem to be in the world.

Turn to Zhu Ge, low-level household, sleepless.

There should be no hatred. What's the matter?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete.

I hope we can live together for a long time.

He Zhaoyi paced in front of Zhang Yang and chanted the song of Su Shi's water tune.

After a song, He Zhaoyi said with a smile, "Brother Shicheng, do you know whose words I just memorized?"

Zhang Yang did not answer, but repeated the last two sentences she had just sang again: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny. This matter is difficult to complete. I hope people will live for a long time and live together for thousands of miles.

He Zhaoyi's face suddenly changed: "No, I don't want to be with you for thousands of miles. I just want to be with you!" He Zhaoyi's chest kept undulating. Obviously, saying this scared her.

He Zhaoyi didn't say anything more, but his hair leaned against Zhang Yang's chest, clinging to his warm chest.

Zhang Yang could no longer restrain his feelings. With his strong and powerful arms, he held He Zhaoyi tightly in his arms.

Love burst out so suddenly.