Po Meng, who was leaning behind Wei Ming, snorted softly, as if she was half asleep, and said unceremoniously: "Carry me down~"
As she said this, she did not dismount. The arms that were originally holding Wei Ming's waist were directly wrapped around his neck, looking as if you don't carry me, I won't get off.
Weiming smiled helplessly and said with a hint of imperceptible endearment in his tone: "Okay, okay, I'll just carry you."
After saying that, Weiming tightened Po Meng's arms, then held Po Meng's thigh with one hand, put his feet lightly on the stirrups, used Qing Gong to jump into the air, and then turned over and fell to the ground.
To be honest, Weiming probably wouldn't have been able to do this operation before he became a disciple last year. Even now, if it weren't for Po Meng's secret help, it would probably be a bit more embarrassing than before. Of course, Weiming also knows in his heart that his own
Since Sister Meng asked her to carry her off her horse, she would definitely not let herself make such a fool of herself.
She looked back at Po Meng. At this time, she had her arms around Wei Ming's neck and was leaning on his shoulders. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her face looked particularly peaceful, as if she had really fallen asleep.
"Sister Meng...~?" Weiming called softly, "Dukang Village has arrived, it's time for us to enter the village~" The implication was that he wanted to say, Sister Meng, it's time for you to come down.
"Hmm~uh~!" Po Meng hummed a few times as if unconsciously, then buried her cheek on Weiming's shoulder and rubbed it. She moved as if unwillingly, but she was not unable to speak, but she was not there either.
There is a move to come down.
Weiming felt the inexplicable touch on his back that became clearer due to friction, and he did not dare to move or urge anymore. He could only stand stiffly at the entrance of the village with Po Meng on his back. Fortunately, it was almost dusk at this time, and there was no one at the entrance of the village.
You don't have to worry about anyone seeing it.
'Cowardly brat!~' Po Meng, who was lying on Weiming's back, saw that Weiming didn't make any other moves, and she was indeed muttering secretly in her heart, but it didn't matter if she could reach this point, anyway, her small goal in her heart was achieved.
, if Wei Ming is forced to do so again, not to mention what Wei Ming Zuo thinks, even Po Meng herself will not be able to help feeling distressed.
but......
'Just a little longer... just a little longer...' Feeling Wei Ming's increasingly generous back, Po Meng thought to herself.
Just like that, after a while, Po Meng opened her eyes lazily as if she had just woken up, and said with a trace of reluctance in her eyes: "Okay, let me down~"
"Ah!? Oh oh~" Weiming, who was still emptying his mind, suddenly heard Po Meng's voice. He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly responded and slowly released the two hands holding Po Meng.
Perhaps because of her years of practicing Qinggong, Po Meng's body was very light. The moment Weiming let go of her hand, she landed lightly on the ground. Her eyes glanced at the woods behind her as if unintentionally, and then turned around as if nothing had happened.
Come back and look towards Wei Ming.
"Let's go~ Didn't I say that I would like to help the head deliver New Year's greetings letters?" Po Meng said.
"Oh okay~" Wei Ming finally came to his senses at this time, and felt a little strange in his heart that Sister Meng seemed a little weird today. If he hadn't had the true pupil of Po Lu, he would have doubted the Sister Meng in front of him.
Whether it is true or not, but after thinking about it carefully, Wei Ming feels that Po Meng may have been suffocating from staying in Xiaoyao Valley during this period, so maybe the two of them can get tired of it by going out alone this time.
Thinking like this, Weiming couldn't help but picture Meng Po doing their intimate actions with a calm face just now in Weiming's mind, but he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.
"Ouch~" Weiming thought, and suddenly screamed.
"Why are you giggling~" Po Meng retracted her palm and said lightly: "Hurry up and enter the village!"
"Okay~"
Wei Ming responded, and then walked in front, while Po Meng was half a body behind Wei Ming, holding the horse and following behind. Although the relationship between the two has always been indistinguishable, no matter it is
Whether in front of others or behind others, Po Meng would accommodate and take care of Wei Ming to the greatest extent. Although Wei Ming was not used to it at first, over time, she got used to it. (Doesn’t this sound very virtuous?)
...
Passing by the ferry and the land statue at the entrance of the village, Weiming and Po Meng entered Dukang Village together. After walking a few steps, they met an acquaintance.
"Hey~ Happy New Year to Sister Li! I haven't seen you for a while~"
The daughter of the Li family who was cleaning up her own wine stall was startled when she heard the voice behind her. She turned around subconsciously and saw Wei Ming smiling at her. She couldn't help but froze for a moment, but then she was revealed.
With a touch of surprise, he said: "Mr. Dongfang! And Miss Meng, when did you come back?"
Weiming smiled and said, "Not long after I arrived, my master specially sent me down the mountain to deliver New Year's greetings letters to the villagers on his behalf."
"Hi~ The old Taoist Master Youlao Wuxiazi is thinking about you!" The daughter of the Li family put down her work, took a breath and said with a smile.
Weiming looked at the trace of fatigue flashing across her face and thought to herself, since Old Farmer Li left, she has been running the winery alone. Although the neighbors will help from time to time, it is still worse than before.
A lot of hard work.
The two continued to chat for a while, but they both tacitly agreed not to mention what happened last year, while Po Meng quite consciously led the horse to the stable next to it, and then under the leadership of the daughter of the Li family
, and Weiming came to a room in the wine shop.
"This used to be Daddy's room. Ever since Daddy left..." The daughter of the Li family was silent for a moment, then a smile appeared on her lips and she said to Weiming and Po Meng: "If you two don't dislike it, you can live here temporarily.
~”
"How could that happen~" Weiming smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Sister Li."
"Young master, if you want to say thank you, you should say it to a little girl. What does a mere room mean?" After hearing this, the daughter of the Li family shook her head and said.
Then the daughter of the Li family prepared some food for Weiming and Po Meng. After eating, she helped her with some chores, and the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.
At night, Weiming looked at Granny Meng who was sitting by the bed, smiling half-heartedly, and her face shook unconsciously. After careful consideration, Weiming said cautiously: "Sister Meng... why don't you sleep on the bed, and I...
.”
"Sleep on the bed too!"
Before Wei Ming finished speaking, he was interrupted by Po Meng.
"Ah~?" Wei Ming was stunned, with a look of three parts surprise, six parts embarrassment, and a little bit of...a little expectation, ahem~
"Ah what~ It's not like we haven't slept together before~" Mrs. Meng turned her face to one side and said in a tone that seemed to take it for granted.
"This...this is different. It was a special situation at that time~"
What Weiming said was absolutely correct. When Po Meng had a cold attack, she was so frozen that she couldn't even do acupuncture, not to mention the medicine. In desperation, Weiming could only use body temperature combined with massage to help her suppress the cold poison. Of course,
I barely experienced the so-called "blessing", but in fact it was not that good. At that time, Po Meng's body was as cold as an ice cube. There was really no special feeling except being cold.
As for the consequences of that time, in addition to aggravating the hidden wounds in Wei Ming's body at that time, he also received a slap in the face...
Hmm~ It still hurts a little when I think about it.
"Then you can just treat me as your patient now~" Po Meng continued.
"Huh~? What...oh~" Weiming wanted to ask stupidly what the disease was, but Po Meng got impatient and pulled Weiming over.