Chapter 124 The Last Hug on the Heavenly

Erlang was stunned for a moment and thought that it was true. His reputation in Yanggu County was not easy to come by. When he appeared in Rouge Lane, some things were indeed unclear. It was said that it was unpleasant to hear. Since these two sedan chairs don't care, this sedan chair is also relatively spacious, it's better to sit in a sedan chair with this girl. Anyway, it won't take long. Just put up with it.

The girl did not enter the sedan chair, but was still trembling in the cold wind. She looked at Wu Song with blurred eyes. Her watery eyes seemed to exude moisture, and the frost and snow hung on her eyelashes in the cold night, which was even more touching.

"All heads... All heads don't think that I came from a brothel and my body is dirty, and I don't want to sit in a sedan chair with me." The girl burst into tears, and each one was crystal clear in the moonlight.

"No, girl, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that." Erlang was a little at a loss. The fear of the opposite sex, which had disappeared for a while, reappeared, and Erlang felt that his head was a little swollen. Since the two eldest brothers don't mind, I really care more about reputation, so I'll sit on the sedan chair. Erlang said this to the sedan chair man, but when he finished speaking, he took a look at the girl and nodded slightly.

After saying that, Erlang took a few steps to the door of the sedan chair.

"All... Let's go first. I can be outside." The girl lowered her head and said.

As a martial arts person, the most taboo thing for Erlang is that strangers are on his back. If so, the feeling of danger will make him feel restless, so the girl said so, which is exactly what Wu Song wants. Erlang did not refuse, but directly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and walked into the sedan chair.

This sedan chair is really good. The material is thick and resistant to withstand the wind and cold. Erlang even feels that there are two seasons inside and outside the sedan chair. There is still a slight fragrance in the sedan chair, which should be smoked with sandalwood. There is no doubt that this kind of sedan chair is specially prepared for the rich lady, and it is difficult for Liu Lin to think so thoughtful, but it is a pity. Haisha didn't see it, but it doesn't matter. I saw it and got Liu Lin's thoughts.

There was a chair in the sedan chair. Erlang wanted the girl to sit on the chair and sit behind the chair, but this comparison found that the space behind the chair was narrow. Not to mention himself, even the girl could not stand down. Erlang was slightly stunned.

"All heads... All heads, please sit down, and I'll just stand by." The girl also got into the sedan chair and said to Wu Song.

The sedan chair is not used in the first place, and both of them stand and seem to be crowded. Wu Song felt that he was almost skin-friendly with the girl, and a fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. This is probably the fragrance of women who always listen to what those people say. Erlang has not been close to Haisha several times. Seriously recalls that Haisha's body only exudes that kind of cold all the time, such an intoxicating fragrance, but it has never been.

This is all because the sea sand is seriously ill. As long as she comes back to full life, everything will be fine. Erlang had to comfort himself like this, but he began to feel that this kind of words that had to be recited dozens of times a day were a reasonable explanation for life and fate, or just a lie that deceived him.

Wu Song felt a slight tremor in his body. He instinctively wanted to get close to the girl, but he knew that it would not work. In order to avoid the fragrant body, he had to sit on the chair, and the girl stood on the right side of Wu Song, against the inner wall of the sedan chair.

"Are you two seated?" The sedan chairman outside asked, and his tone was obviously a little impatient, which was understandable. After all, it was not easy to stand still in the cold wind.

"All right." Without waiting for Wu Song to answer, the girl answered instead.

Seeing that he had no need to speak, Erlang simply closed his mouth. He forced himself not to pay attention to the girl in front of him, but to think about how to go to Mochou Hall for a while to calm down, minimize the influence, and then use what kind of threat to make the old lady and the prostitutes who knew about it shut up and not to know this ugly woman and children.

It's just that the sedan chair is not as stable as Wu Song saw before. On the contrary, it is a little crooked. Wu Song's sitting down has no effect. The standing girl stood unsteadily in this swing and almost fell down a few times. There was nothing to support in the sedan chair. After a few rounds, he finally couldn't maintain the balance and suddenly fell into Wu Song's arms.

Erlang instinctively touched each other. When he touched the girl, he felt as if he was going to be melted. His heart made a surprising sound like a drum beaten by a heavy hammer. His blood surged up, and his head seemed to explode. And the girl also blushed and struggled to stand up. After several attempts, it was futile. It was thought that the space in the sedan chair was narrow and not as stable as the flat ground. It was really not easy to stand up with such a petite body.

At this moment, the voice of the sedan chair came from outside: "Yes, that's good. Just now, the left side of the sedan chair is light and the right side is heavy, and the weight is pressed on the right shoulder. Our brother can't stand it, so the sedan chair can't be lifted steadily. Just like this, the left and right shoulders are heavy, just right.

Erlang then understood the reason why the sedan chair swayed just now. The girl stood on the right. Although it didn't weigh much, it also made the right side of the sedan chair much heavier like a balance. The two sedan chairmen's right shoulder was tight, so the sedan chair was bumpy. Now the girl fell on herself, and the weight was pressed in the middle, so she balanced left and right. In this way, if she wants to get to Rouge Lane quickly, she has to maintain this action.

Wu Song looked down. The girl looked at herself timidly, and her eyes seemed to be whispering that only the stars and the moon could understand. Erlang found for the first time that he was not a piece of stupid wood, and he could also see the girl's heart, although he did not understand what this inner words meant.

Why do I like sea sand? Wu Song suddenly thought of this problem. Although he had been restraining his thoughts, his thinking seemed to be an pervasive snake. He found a dusty flaw in the cell of his will, and pierced Erlang's shackles that he thought would not break for a lifetime.

I like sea sand because the time I wanted to see her in Guihua Tower, I felt that she was as beautiful as a fairy, and I was lucky to have her all my life. At that time, I didn't know her personality, her experience, and her secrets, so I fell in love with her.

After that, the secrets of her body appeared little by little. I took all the things in her body without thinking and almost suffered a disaster. Fortunately, Zhang Tianshi had a plan to let me go back to the past and save everyone's lives.

Then An Daoman died, for the sea sand and my love. When I fell in love, I was surprised to find that this was completely different from what I imagined. Haisha was sleeping every day, and the days of recovery were far away. We were nominally married, but we could never get married, and it was not even easy to say something about husband and wife. Although many people expressed their opinions to me in different ways, such as my brother, such as Mrs. Wu, they all think that I should not bear it. Since I married a wife, I should live a normal life. I should not live a lifetime with such a sea sand.

But I have never doubted that this is part of the sea sand. I like her, and it is my responsibility to bear her disease and cure her.

Now, Haisha's disease has improved. I gave her the meteorite ring that major forces are fighting for to make her feel better. But what about the warmth I want? No, this warmth is even more distant. I keep lying to myself, but what is this for?

What if I haven't seen the sea sand, but met this girl directly? Can I marry her? She will definitely give me the warmth I want, at least not to let me still not see a woman's body after a few months of marriage.

This idea flashed by, and Wu Song shook his head violently, which seemed to be an evil idea that he could not avoid. No matter how he imprisoned it, it would run out and make himself upset.

The girl twisted her body. Indeed, such a move was so indecent that she was completely lying on Wu Song's body. But it was impossible for her to change this action. Wu Song had to help. Finally, under several adjustments, the girl sat horizontally on Wu Song's lap and finally did not embarrass Erlang as before.

"All... Du, I didn't expect it to be like this. Sitting on you, really... It's really damnable." The girl's face has some bruises, and it seems that there is indeed some fear.

Erlang knew in his heart that it was not that she wanted to do this, but that the pattern in the sedan chair made her have to do so.

Wu Song shook his head slightly, pressed the burning flame in his chest, and said in the most calm tone, "It doesn't matter. This sedan chair is too small, and I'm too big. If I were a little girl as big as you, we wouldn't be so crowded in this sedan chair.

"Yes, all... Dutou is right. I... I've never been so close to a man, and I don't know that Dutou is so strong. I... I thought Dutou and I could make this sedan chair." The girl said this and bit her lips again. This action was the most intoxicating for Erlang. At such a close distance, Wu Song felt a sudden expansion of emotion in his body.

The girl bit her lip and continued, "Otherwise, I will definitely let Du's head the sedan chair, and I... will follow outside." A touch of crimson climbed on the girl's cheek. The inside of the sedan chair is much darker than the outside. Although it is so close, the hazy feeling is more shocking than the outside of the sedan chair.

"It's too cold outside. Just sit like this." Wu Song felt that the girl was getting closer to his chest. Maybe it was an illusion. He felt that he could not push the girl out. Erlang gently held the girl's back with his hand, and he even felt that sweat penetrated slightly from the palm of his hand. On the contrary... Anyway, it won't be long before it arrives." The girl often talks like this. After talking to her for a few words, Erlang is actually infected with such a tone. I don't know whether the girl thinks it's cold or fear, and I don't know why Erlang does the same.

Wu Song felt that time was infinitely elonged, and the struggle between desire and reason made him blink like ten thousand years, as if a breath in the sedan chair would rot. Erlang's mouth was dry, and he had to cough gently to make himself less uncomfortable.

"Are you all right? Have you caught a cold?" The girl suddenly turned her head and asked, her face was like jade.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired. Cough." When I spoke, I felt that my tongue was more dry and I couldn't control my cough.

"All... Dutou, don't be angry when I say a word." The girl said timidly, and then looked at Wu Song like a wounded deer, and her eyes were full of lovely fear.

Did this girl find my impulse? Wu Song was shocked. If she knew what she was thinking, it would be very unfavorable to her. Alasong, Wu Song and Wu Song always said that others were surprised when they walked around the world. They didn't expect that you were also like this.

"Say it." Erlang sighed, "I won't be angry." Wu Song was ready to be questioned by the girl, but he racked his brains and didn't know how to respond, because in the face of the truth, the refutation was pale and weak.

"You are different from what they said." The girl's voice became playful and her face was full of joy.

It was like a spring breeze, blowing away Erlang's note of the willow tree in the cold winter night, and the tender leaf buds came out on the rough heart of the dead grass, making Wu Song's heart itchy. And the girl's hair also seemed to scratch Erlang's nose, making his nose itchy. Wu Song wanted to sneeze, but he was afraid of hitting the girl, destroying the atmosphere that Erlang wanted to last forever.

Forever, she sat on my lap. How nice it would be if Rouge Lane was not in the county. It'd better be in the distant capital. No, the capital is not far enough. It should be at the end of the sky. I can hold back this sneeze and never come out, forever.

Whenever this idea arises, Erlang bites his tongue fiercely to force himself to wake up. But the next moment, the flood of "evil thoughts" was turbulent.

"Why is it different?" After a while, Wu Song realized that he was answering questions, hoping that this kind of dullness would not seem too rude.

"People in Mochou Hall say that you are very fierce and often kill people. As soon as you stare, even the ghosts and gods in the underworld will be afraid of three points. If you wave your fist, even the high hills will be knocked down. They say that when you speak, you are like the sand and gravel carrier of the wind, which makes people unable to open their eyes. When you roared, it was like a mad wolf in the sea..." The girl's voice suddenly stopped here, and her smiling expression immediately turned into fear: "Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that about you."

Wu Song could feel that the girl was going to stand up, but she failed after several efforts. Erlang gently pressed her shoulder and shook his head: "It doesn't matter. I like this description very much, but it doesn't sound like me, but it's like the groundbreaking plate. Gu, hahaha." Erlang actually doesn't really want to laugh. His laughter sounds a little dry, but he hopes that through this smile, he can relax the girl and don't be so afraid. Then do you think what they said is wrong? Wu Song is very interested in himself in the girl's heart. He cares about how the girl describes herself in "self-justice".

Sure enough, the fear on the girl's face quickly faded, and Huanxi climbed on her cheek again, shining with an intoxicating luster: "Maybe they all face tigers, living corpses really seem to be as fierce as rumored, but when facing others, they look very approachable, very..." The girl in this " After staying on the word "very" for a long time, Erlang could hear that this was not a pause due to his speaking habits, but thinking and hesitation.

How is it? Wu Song was very interested and listened almost with his ears upright.

"Very gentle." The girl who said this was a little embarrassed. She hurriedly turned her face and avoided Wu Song's eyes, but the direction of her turn was Wu Song's chest. Suddenly, the girl left like an electric shock, and her cheeks were full of shyness, which looked extremely cute in Erlang's eyes.

"I didn't expect that a rough man who killed tigers and living corpses would be called 'gentle'." Wu Song laughed at himself.

"You are really gentle. I can feel it." The girl spoke in a very low voice, as if muttering. Can you hug me gently? It's worth it if I can be gently hugged by a hero like you in my life.

Wu Song didn't expect the girl to kick out such a request, especially this requirement that made his heart beat wildly. However, how can that cheek, eyes, and tone be rejected by what she describes as a "gentle hero"?

Erlang tightened his arms slightly and held the girl in his arms. He could feel the shivering body temperature from the girl's thin clothes and the plain and strong fragrance.

"Your hug is so gentle, I... I'm so lucky." The girl buried her face in Wu Song's chest and whispered.

Wu Song can feel the heat of the girl talking and breathing, which is transmitted to the itching on the skin through her clothes. The small hook grabbed Erlang's heart and made him not know how to reply.

"It's just a hug. Someone will hug you more gently in the future." Erlang was surprised that he would say such love words. If he had been on another occasion, he would be extremely ashamed of himself, but at this time, he felt that such words were inappropriate.

"No, this hug is the most gentle. I'm so lucky to enjoy your last hug. There was also a trace of excitement in the girl's voice.

Wu Song felt that this was a little wrong, but he didn't think about it carefully. I'll go to Mochou Hall to redeem you some other day. My wife still lacks a maid. If you come to my house, there will be such a hug in the future.

"You don't understand what I mean." The girl raised her cheek: "There will be no future."

Erlang was surprised and suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen, and then the pain came like a tide.