There are countless exotic flowers and plants in the garden.
Red flowers and green trees are commonplace, and there is nothing strange about purple leaves, brown whiskers, and yellow and white bodies.
The strangest thing is that the flowers look like flowers but are not flowers, the grass looks like grass but is not grass, and the trees look like they are not trees. This is surprising.
It was just these that Huan Wujing had no intention of appreciating. The tenderness coming from her hands made her still bow her head in shame. Her mind went blank. She could only let Gongliang lead her and walk forward.
The sun shines down from above, scattering speckled traces among the flowers and grass.
The two people walking among them looked so beautiful, like a pair of innocent young men and women.
That little hand was so warm and smooth. As he walked, Gongliang rubbed it slightly without showing any trace. In his conscience, he had not known how wonderful it was to hold a girl's hand in his previous life.
He is a single dog, and he has never held a little girl's hand in such a serious manner.
At this moment, the straight man's heart moved.
It was a heart-pounding feeling that I couldn't extricate myself from.
He really wanted to hold the girl's hand and walk on like this forever and ever.
But, the place has arrived.
Ahead was where the singing flowers were, so Gongliang had to stop.
Huan Wujing felt him stop, and raised his head to look curiously. In front of him was a small tree over two meters high, covered with pure white flowers that were about to bloom. It was extremely beautiful.
.
When Gongliang saw her curious eyes, he didn't explain. He took a deep breath and blew forward with all his strength. The wind blew, and those budding flowers suddenly bloomed, and a bud jumped out from it, as if they were wearing clothes.
The girl in the pink skirt danced beside the flowers.
Waves of clear sounds floated out along with the dance, and the singing was gentle and low-pitched, just like the gurgling streams in the mountains, with unique charm; it was as poignant and intriguing as the pattering of dewdrops on bamboo leaves.
After a long time, the sound stopped.
Gongliang looked at her and asked softly: "Does it sound good?"
"Um"
Huan Wujing's eyes were filled with emptiness, and he was still immersed in the beautiful artistic conception, unable to extricate himself.
Looking at her cherry red lips, delicate nose, bright face, and soft skin, Gongliang couldn't help but reach out with his right hand, gently lift her chin, and kiss her.
This is a tenderness beyond words.
Huan Wujing didn't know that he would be like this, and she didn't know what to do. The man's breath hit her so much that she almost suffocated. For a moment, she didn't have time to breathe. She just stared with big eyes, and the stupid Ren Gongliang kissed and bit.
Licking.
Although she is also a practitioner, she has never closed her breath for such a long time.
After a while, I couldn't help but breathe heavily. My face was as red as fire. I didn't know what to do. I subconsciously wanted to run away far away, so I turned around and left.
But when she turned around, she was grabbed by Gong Liang's hand and pulled, and instantly she fell into Gong Liang's arms.
Gongliang pressed his forehead against hers and looked at Huan Wujing, whose face was as red as fire.
At this time, she looked so cute, and I couldn't help but lower my head again, bite her soft lips, bite them lightly, and suck slowly.
Huan Wujing opened his mouth, stupidly, and his mind went blank.
Gongliang's tongue followed the soft lips, broke into the sandalwood mouth, entangled with the little spirit tongue, and rubbed it wantonly.
When he first came out of the sect, he had never seen a man before. The pure and innocent Huan Wujing saw this battle, and immediately slumped powerlessly in his arms, letting him be frivolous.
Yuan Gungun watched Gong Liang and Huan Wujing bite from the side, not knowing what they were eating, so he walked over and wanted to ask if they were eating something delicious. Gong Liang felt it coming, how could he let it destroy it?
With a wave of his hand, he put his good deeds into the fruit space, and by the way, he also took in the rice grains.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Huan Wujing lowered his head shyly. It was the gentleness of this lowering of his head that was like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot bear the cool breeze.
Gongliang kissed her forehead gently and said, "How about I call you Jing'er from now on?"
"Um"
Huan Wujing lowered his head shyly, responded softly, and leaned delicately on his shoulder.
In a sect that was purely for female cultivators, she was never taught anything about the relationship between men and women, and she didn’t know. She didn’t know what to do, but she was frivolous about public conscience, but she didn’t resist. Perhaps, when she first met,
At that time, she already had a slight affection for him, but she didn't know it and kept it hidden in her heart.
Gongliang took another deep breath and blew the small tree in front of him full of pure white flowers that were about to bloom.
The flowers bloomed again, and a sound was transmitted.
But the sound he heard at this time was a little different from what he heard just now, which made Huan Wujing feel a little excited and happy in his heart.
After that, Gongliang took Huan Wujing's hand and wandered around the place where flowers, plants and trees were traded. But at this time, Huan Wujing's mind was no longer focused on the scenery, and he was secretly looking at the people next to him.
Jingzhen returned to the inn and saw her disciple sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, her chin tilted back, looking at the ground without focus and smiling stupidly.
"Wu Jing, if you encounter something happy, please tell the master." Jing Zhen asked with a smile.
She didn't know yet that her apprentice had been deprived of his first kiss by Gongliang. If she had known, she would have flown over and struck him to death with a palm.
Huan Wujing finally came to her senses when she heard her master's voice. How could she dare to tell her master about He Gongliang?
A tree that can sing, it feels so strange.”
Jingzhen did not doubt that it existed, so he said: "In this wilderness, the desolate land is not like the civilized land in the East, with a large flow of people. Many places still maintain the appearance of a very long time ago, so it is not surprising that something has been cultivated.
.”
"oh"
Huan Wujing responded, looked at the ground, and remembered the kiss from the unknown flower front, and blushed for a moment.
Jingzhen felt that her apprentice was acting weird today, but seeing that she had nothing to do, she didn't try to force her to do anything, and went to do her own thing.
From that day on, Gongliang took her to visit every corner of Bian Temple, and also took her out hunting to appreciate the infinite scenery of the wilderness.
Except for the sect, Huan Wujing was completely surprised by the vast charm of the wilderness and was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Gongliang fell in love with this girl, and he couldn't help but hug and hug each other. The relationship between the two heated up rapidly. Although it was not that you were one of me, but there was no difference between them, Huan Wujing's heart was already firmly attached to her.
on him.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After a while, Jingzhen finished refining Gongliang's armor and came back and said to Huan Wujing: "Wujing, please prepare for the next two days. We are going back."
"oh"
Huan Wujing responded, but his mind was flying and he didn't know where he had gone.