Nine Thoughts

"Write it tomorrow."

Ling Wuqi said and dragged Anle to the bed.

"No, tomorrow and tomorrow, this is not the way."

An Le said, "I forgot to write in my diary yesterday."

Ling Wuqi patted the piece of paper saying "I'm so happy to be married" in front of Anle coldly.

"Uh, okay," An Le said, "but I have to write a diary every day. It must be because I didn't have time to write in the bandit village before, so I forgot my engagement with you!" Ling Wuqi: ""That's because we No engagement at all.

"I must write down what happened today."

Anle said firmly.

Ling Wuqi compromised.

He saw a lot of notepads hidden in the house last night, a cabinet full of piles, full of writing.

Before he had time to read it, these should be An Le's diary, probably similar to his portable notebook.

Ling Wuqi dragged a chair and sat beside An Le: "Okay, write it, I'll watch."

An Le: "Uh, this." Ling Wuqi raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to show it?"

"If you really want to see it" Seeing Ling Wuqi's firm attitude, An Le had no choice but to bite the bullet, grab a pen under his nose and start writing today's diary: July [-]th, Yisi Year, sunny.

Today is the first day of my wedding with Brother Ling, and I am very happy.

He didn't seem to have eaten breakfast, probably because he got up late.

At noon, I ate cakes at Uncle Zhang's house, in the afternoon I went to Brother Zhou's house to drink tea, and at Aunt Wang's house to drink water, and gave wedding red eggs to Zhao Dahu and Luo Xiaohua in the prison.

The two of Zhao and Luo lived well in prison, and hoped that the approval from the Ministry of Punishment would arrive later, so that they could spend a few more days of tenderness.

For dinner, I ate braised fish and fried cabbage made by my foster father, and my foster father's cooking skills became better and better.

I also had a drink with Brother Ling.

Ling Wuqi: "" What kind of diary is this?An Le turned her head to look at Ling Wuqi's face, and added: "On the first day of the wedding, he was running around all day. Brother Ling doesn't seem very happy. I must spend time with him tomorrow."

"It will sound nice."

Ling Wuqi's face softened when he saw this sentence, and he said, "What about eating cakes and drinking tea and water? It should be building walls to patch holes and looking for cats. It's just putting the cart before the horse."

An Le said: "Brother Ling, you don't know something. This is the 'associative memory method' taught by my foster father. For example, it is written here that I ate cakes at Uncle Zhang's house. When I look back and see this, I can think of why he invited me. Eat the pie, and then you can remember about building the wall."

"" Ling Wuqi casually flipped through the pile of notebooks he had written, took out a book from two months ago, pointed to a page and asked An Le, "Here, Brother Ang invited you to eat Yangchun noodles, do you remember?" Why is he asking for a treat?"

"Uh, I don't remember," An Le thought for a long time before he could figure it out, and said, "Maybe it's something happy happened to him. Brother Wu is my colleague in Pingyang County, and he is very generous!" Ling Wuqi: "" Generosity will only invite you to eat Yangchun noodles?I think [-]% of it is because you did something for others and just forget about it!Suddenly Ling Wuqi had a thought, and began to search for an earlier notebook, and finally he found the one from four months ago.

That was the third time he met Anle. On the streets of Pingyang County, a thief touched his purse.

The little thief found Ling Wuqi as soon as he got close to him, but he was dressed as a scholar at the time, and it was not easy to subdue the little thief directly. He happened to see An Le walking towards him again, so he followed the trend and yelled "Catch the thief".

An Le chased the thief for five streets, and Ling Wuqi followed him for five streets, watching him subdue the thief, take back the money bag, and escort him to the Yamen.

He walked with Anle for a while, and chatted for a while, and said that Anle had a little impression of him, but when he turned his head, he forgot Ling Wuqi and glanced at the diary. Just one sentence, "I caught a thief who was stealing in the street today", and didn't mention myself in a word.

Ling Wuqi felt furious, flipped through the diary at random, and saw one at first glance, and immediately became even more upset: "What about this, the sister-in-law of the Yang family gave you a pair of shoes? You don't even want to eat a meal?" Yes, why did you accept her shoes?" An Le's expression suddenly dimmed: "I remember this, brother Yang is also my colleague, he died while on business.

A few of us brothers helped him take care of the funeral together, and Sister-in-law Yang gave me the new shoes that were originally made for Brother Yang. "

Ling Wuqi randomly collected those notebooks, threw them aside, and said in his heart: I am enough, a moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, and I just read some broken diary here, which aroused Xiaole's sadness for no reason.

"come over."

Ling Wuqi gently kissed An Le's forehead, took his hand and went to the bed.

An Le turned around and forgot about the diary.

At this time, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Ling Wuqi's reddish cheeks and jewel-like eyes in the candlelight, he felt that his soul was about to be sucked away, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Ling Wuqi saw that he was really cute, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and leaned over and kissed him.

He gently pushed An Le down on the bed, kissed his lips carefully, and gradually moved the kiss to his neck and collarbone.

An Le opened her body generously, caressing the back of Ling Wuqi's neck and ears clumsily with both hands, and let out bursts of soft moans from her throat, which aroused Ling Wuqi's desire, and almost roughly ripped off his neck. clothing.

The two fiery bodies rubbed together, producing even bigger flames.

An Le is a virgin, and usually seldom blasphemes himself. At this moment, he is dizzy, all he knows is to hug Ling Wuqi's body tightly in a daze, and softly call "Brother Ling", other than that, he doesn't know what to do. How to react.

Ling Wuqi had read some romantic anecdotes and read a few erotic albums. He found Anle's lips, bit and sucked them carefully, and held his erect avatar together with his huge one, and started to move it.

"Oh!" An Le groaned and was blocked in her mouth, her breathing became more and more chaotic.

All the blood seemed to gather in the lower body, rubbing against the heat of Ling Wuqi's crotch and the temperature of his palm.

An Le was completely dazed, with both hands powerlessly clasped on Ling Wuqi's chest, not knowing whether he wanted to push him away or touch him, but after a while he vented himself.

"Comfortable?" Ling Wuqi got some of that essence, rubbed it on An Le's lips, and slowly licked it clean.

An Le finally came back to his senses at this time, shrinking his head a little embarrassedly: "Don't eat this, it's dirty"

"Not dirty, very sweet."

As Ling Wuqi spoke, he licked Anle's red lips and tongue again.

The two were face to face, body to body, Ling Wuqi reached out and groped around the pillow for a while, and found a jar of ointment.

He saw this thing last night, and it seems that the father-in-law prepared by An Dahai is really considerate, and he will be more filial to him in the future!An Le watched in a daze as Ling Wuqi opened the small porcelain jar, and dug out something from the inside.

The paste has a sweet and greasy fragrance, like sweet-scented osmanthus and fermented wine.

Immediately afterwards, An Le was surprised to see Ling Wuqi's hand sticking to the thing, probing into his backyard, and suddenly became nervous: "What is this? Brother Ling, what are you going to do?"

"Do business."

Ling Wuqi answered concisely.

It's all Jiansan's fault that he can't finish driving in one chapter!