Small Lingzhi

Lingzhi was sleepless all night, before dawn, his hot body got out of the quilt, leaned on the bed with a red face, and looked at the man who was sleeping quietly. He was obsessed for a short moment before he closed his robe and covered his head with his sleeves , quietly slipped off the bed.

Boundless daylight and silence enveloped the entire valley. Lingzhi crouched by the water spring, still fresh in her memory of the scene of her hands and feet entangled with Xiao Junqian's body last night, her heart was beating, and she hurriedly leaned forward to observe the brain on the water surface. back.

Facing the wind, a tiny gray mushroom emerged from the top of his hair tremblingly. It was tender and slightly white.

He picked the little mushroom, and felt that it was not beautiful, but couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

This little mushroom came out because of Jun Qian. He smiled idiotically, his heart filled with joy, and he touched it again and again before letting go.

Lingzhi pulled out the hairband, and her satin-like black hair covered the small gray mushroom, making it invisible, so she straightened her body and leaned in front of the rock in a daze.

A tiger roar disturbed his dazed expression, Lingzhi looked at the huge yellow/color spotted tiger lying on the big rock behind him in surprise, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you back?"

Lingzhi walked around the giant tiger, and he was relieved to see that it had no external injuries.

"No injuries."

He leaned against the vacant place beside the tiger's tail, his black scorpion eyes sparkled, and he smiled and showed his white teeth.

"Big Tiger, I'm getting married."

He told the tiger about his surging feelings, and his face became redder and redder because of joy.

"Junqian promised to be my husband. When people get married, they will stay together forever. From now on, Junqian will always be with me in the mountains."

The giant striped tiger lowered its head and rubbed against his shoulder, but slapped its long tail impatiently on the stone, as if in a bad mood.

Lingzhi was happy by herself, and ignored the giant tiger's rage/irritability, and whispered to it in a soft voice. At dawn, she just jumped off the rock and waved to the giant tiger: "I'll go back first~"

The man in the cave got up to wash, his black hair was tied up, revealing his handsome and clear face, with deep brows and eyes, and his indifferent eyes showed tenderness when he saw the slender figure.

Lingzhi slipped into the man's arms and called out in a sticky voice, "Junqian~"

Xiao Yan felt the coolness of the young man in his arms, and asked, "Why did you wake up so early?"

His slender fingers ran through Lingzhi's hair, trying to tie it up for him, but Lingzhi suddenly broke away from Xiao Yan's embrace, put his palms on the top of his hair and smoothed it, and shook his head.

"No hair tie."

To Xiao Yan's surprise, the little medicine man would always consciously hold a wooden comb and ask him to comb his hair and tie his hair. This was the first time.

Lingzhi smiled dumbly, opened her arms and threw herself into Xiao Yan's arms. After being caught by the other party as she wished, she separated again, and jumped forward again happily.

Inside the cave, the two sat on the couch.

There are two cushions embroidered with mandarin ducks, and each person sits cross-legged on one.

At first, Lingzhi felt that the two mandarin ducks were not like mandarin ducks, but like ducks, so they were dumbfounded and unwilling to sit.

Later, Xiao Yan mentioned to him the beautiful meaning of "mandarin ducks playing in the water".

It is said that mandarin ducks are divided into male and female birds, "when they are still, they are coupled, and when they fly, they form a pair".

Most of the married families use pillowcases embroidered with mandarin duck patterns. The husband and wife live in harmony and love each other forever.

Lingzhi listened obsessively: "Love and white hair... Isn't it just staying together?"

Lingzhi has little literacy, and when she catches something she knows and likes, she always talks about it over and over again.

When the man heard him stubbornly mentioning that topic again, he unconsciously covered his mouth and nodded very lightly.

He also said to the young man in his arms who was full of attachment: "If you can achieve success, why not die? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy immortals."

Xiao Yan held the book in one hand, and wrapped the other around Lingzhi's waist to tell stories with him.

The deep and magnetic voice gently scratched Lingzhi's ears, like the most beautiful lover's language.

He put his face on the man's shoulder, and the arms around him were especially sticky.

Lingzhi raised her chin, her lips parted slightly, and the man lowered her head, sucking his lips and kissing him as if she had a heart-to-heart with him.

The lips were soft and slippery, as if with a little more effort, it could be crushed and swallowed into the stomach.

Lingzhi was warm all over, and after a short kiss, she became soft.The hands were slightly put together in one place, put in front of the body, and rested in the man's arms.

Xiao Yanliang is not like Lingzhi.

The different temperatures from each other made them tremble gently when they touched each other, like glue, sucking their tongues, and keeping their lips close to their cheeks.

Ears and temples rubbed together, Lingzhi opened her wet eyelashes, her vision was so blurred that no one could see clearly.

He licked his moist lips, obsessed with the taste of bone and soul.

Lingzhi raised her knees together and curled up in the man's arms.

He stretched out his hand to touch the slender five-finger button, and said softly like a cat: "Jun Qian, I want to marry you soon."

The loss of control in Xiao Yan's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he looked profound, and said with a smile: "If you want to get married, you must first accept the dowry."

Lingzhi hummed softly from her throat.

The teenager is like a cat, who likes to cling to his arms and rub his face or head against people.

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the back of Lingzhi's hair, and seeing a tiny gray strand in the black satin hair, she asked, "What's wrong with the hair."

Before Xiao Yan started to touch it, Lingzhi hurriedly covered it herself, like a cat with fried hair got out,

He lowered his eyes: "It's nothing..."

Hey, if you tell Jun Qian that you are a Ganoderma lucidum, will it frighten him?

Lingzhi didn't dare to tell Xiao Junqian the truth immediately.

Wait... until the raw rice is cooked, and when he and Junqian "have a better match, why die, wishing to be a mandarin duck and not envy a fairy", and then find out that he is a Ganoderma lucidum, Junqian can't let go of himself, can he?

The little calculations in Lingzhi's heart were running fast, with a gentle and cute demeanor, pretending to be mysterious: "I'll tell Junqian next time."

Xiao Yan held the palm of his hand and deliberately raised his posture.

"Little thing, come here."

Lingzhi ran away smiling, sitting in front of the bundled herbs and holding his face, his face was beautiful and innocent.

I need to sell more medicinal materials, hurry up to buy wedding gifts and worship the heaven and earth.

The sky was fine, Lingzhi was wearing a veiled hat, and the soap gauze covered his head, so there was no need to worry about that little mushroom being seen.

He nimbly picked up bundles of medicinal materials and stuffed them into the bamboo basket until it was full. He leaned his back and stood up a little precariously.

The heavy medicinal materials can be exchanged for a lot of money, Lingzhi waved with the man with full of expectation, and went down the mountain humming a strange tune.

Li Fulang was ill, Lingzhi carried so many herbs to his house, it was really a timely help.

Lingzhi first picked out some herbs that could be boiled into a soup for Li Fulang to take, and obediently sat by the patio waiting for Xu Chong to cook the medicine for Li Fulang to drink. After falling asleep, Xu Chong took the carriage and took Lingzhi to the city.

Xu Chong learned from Lingzhi's gossip that he was going to get married, he smiled unexpectedly, and quickly sent his congratulations.

The young man's fair face had a slight blush, and he smiled reservedly and shyly, his white teeth not showing.

Lingzhi also has a bit of reputation in the land of ten miles and eight villages around Wuqing Mountain.

After all, he looks pretty, and he was given a lot of herbs. After a long time, the farmers in the village are quite familiar with him.

Xu Chong said: "Which lady is it, everyone has seen it?"

Lingzhi scratched her hair, said shyly but firmly: "It's not a lady, it's a husband."

Xu Chong was surprised, aware of his gaffe, and quickly covered it up with a smile.

On the way to Lingzhi, he was in a good mood, and talked more with Xu Chong.

For a while, he said that his husband was handsome and tall, and for a while, he said that his husband was gentle and considerate.

Xu Chong laughed.

Lingzhi was afraid that he wouldn't believe her, so her eyes sparkled: "He...he has a lot of knowledge, he can tell me stories, teach me how to write, he is good at cooking, he can do everything!"

Xu Chong couldn't help but laugh.

"The husband you mentioned is really so good? I'm afraid he was not conjured by gods."

Lingzhi held her head up: "It's a fairy."

Xu Chong was speechless.

He said: "I have only seen a few such benevolent and beautiful people, and that is the Tathagata Buddha, Avalokitesvara who is enshrined in the temple."

Xu Chong knew that he was kind, so he couldn't help persuading him at this time: "You have to keep your eyes open and see people clearly."

Lingzhi was a little unhappy, and filled her mouth with joy, and nodded for a moment.

For the sake of his marriage with Xiao Junqian, Lingzhi cherished the medicinal materials he had prepared more than what he had collected before, and he tightly held his purse tightly, even if the shopkeeper wanted to extort half a string of money, he was unwilling.

The shopkeeper of Guiyuantang only charged half, and sent him the remaining half. Lingzhi sold it to another pharmacy. Although the price was not as much as Guiyuantang offered, he still settled the deal face to face.

Lingzhi went to the clothes shop to pick out the bridegroom's wedding clothes. The shopkeeper took out the booklet and showed him several styles, and promised him that it would be ready in two days.

At this time, Lingzhi is a bit of a master of the house, his face is tender, and he looks serious about the marriage, which makes people laugh and want to please him.

The shopkeeper showed Lingzhi a set of wedding clothes according to Lingzhi's favorite idea. The bright red robes were festive and soft, Lingzhi liked it, and ordered it face to face with the shopkeeper.

He handed over some broken silver, and the shopkeeper sent him to the door to show the way himself, and told Lingzhi which shop sold wedding candles, and where to buy fine wine and wedding wine.

When there is a happy event, Lingzhi runs around for a few days, full of energy.

This momentum continued until he returned to the cave, he put down the big and small wedding gifts in his bag, and threw himself into the arms of the man in the blue shirt, plain clothes and black hair.

Ling Zhi's voice was soft and soft: "Jun Qian, I miss you so much."

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Lingzhi went up and down the mountain like the wind, sweating a little under the folded robe.

Xiao Yan took off his veiled hat, revealing a pair of black and clear eyes.

In the depths of these eyes, only Xiao Yan's appearance can be accommodated.

There was some faint sweat around the young man's eyebrows, Xiao Yan gently brushed it away, a few simple movements made Lingzhi's ears turn red.

Xiao Yan combed Lingzhi's hair lightly with his hand on Lingzhi's cheek, and when he touched the back of his head, the wonderful touch made him raise his eyebrows, and before he could check, Lingzhi let out an ouch, and jumped a few steps blushing.

Xiao Yan smiled: "Don't let me touch it?"

Lingzhi shook her head.

He clutched his head tightly, and the little mushroom seemed to grow a little more.

Lingzhi's eyes were full of shame, it seemed that because she liked Junqian a lot, the little gray mushroom gradually grew up.

His frowns and smiles, the expression of his eyebrows and eyes, could not hide his liking for Xiao Junqian, but now the growth of the little gray mushroom is even more straightforward to declare to everyone that he likes Xiao Junqian so much.

Lingzhi's smile didn't fit her mouth, her brows were full of shyness and affection, and her eyes shone brightly: "When you get married, let Jun Qian touch you when you get married."

The smile on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth did not diminish, but the thoughts in his heart gradually cooled down.

Little Yaoren likes him so much, this gentle, handsome, considerate and meticulous mask is put on, and no one can resist his overtures.

At this point, the little medicine man has not let go of his mouth and told him the whereabouts of the Ganoderma lucidum.

Xiao Yan could not bear to say anything.

The black-clothed dark guard hiding in the other shadow of the fire light is most familiar with the grand master's posture.

The grand master is already impatient, and his patience is about to run out.

Thinking about it, he was right. He searched all over the cave and found no Ganoderma lucidum that could relieve the wandering mind of Zen. If the grand master married a boy of unknown origin, the sacrifice would be too great.

The life-saving Ganoderma lucidum was not found, but a lot of wedding gifts were bought back.

Ganoderma lucidum sat cross-legged on the mandarin duck mat, opened the bundle, and her voice was sweet.

"Junqian, is this a happy couple?"

Ganoderma lucidum shook two wrist-sized red candles and carefully placed them on the candlesticks.

Then he took out several bags wrapped in oiled paper: "It contains melon seeds and peanuts."

Ganoderma lucidum dug out many small objects from the burden, as if the burden was a bottomless pit.

Red rope, new shoes and socks, clothing and jewelry, and other sundries are placed on the table.

Xiao Yan was speechless, Lingzhi finally took out a fortune-telling booklet, and asked shyly, "Junqian, what is your birth date?"

He wants to find a good day and auspicious day for him to visit and get married, um...it doesn't matter if he doesn't.

Xiao Yan took the fortune-telling booklet and flipped through it. The little medicine man was probably overwhelmed by joy and listened to the nonsense of those people on the street before he bought a bunch of useless groceries.

Of course, Lingzhi didn't just buy back these gadgets.

Finally, he took out a mahogany brocade box from his arms and opened it in front of Xiao Yan, revealing a pair of crystal clear emerald mandarin ducks.

Lingzhi held up two little mandarin ducks, and tied one to Xiao Yan's wrist with a red string.

He looked at the man with bright eyes: "Mandarin duck bracelet."

The quality of the mandarin duck jadeite is not very good, and the knife skills are mediocre, which makes the pair of mandarin ducks look stupid, and I am afraid that Lingzhi will make people lose money.

Lingzhi tied another emerald mandarin duck on her wrist, interlocked Xiao Yan's fingers, and put her arms around his neck.

"Junqian, I'm so happy."

Xiao Yan hugged Lingzhi's waist, feeling a little irritated for no reason.

How can someone as stupid as Lingzhi fall to this point with just a few sweet words and meticulous care.

If he hadn't met himself and someone else had treated him like this, would Lingzhi have been moved and would have tried his best to please him?

Will you stay with that person forever?

The slightly bitter medicinal fragrance filled her nostrils, Xiao Yan held this medicinal fragrance without saying a word, her rarely depressed mood was slow and peaceful.

The next day, it rained heavily, and the valley seemed to add a few emerald colors under the influence of rain and fog.

Lingzhi sat at the entrance of the cave and watched the rain, pouted and said with some displeasure: "Tomorrow I will go to the city to get wedding clothes. It won't rain when we get married, right?"

Seeing the young man's displeased appearance, Xiao Yan smiled.

Hearing the laughter, Lingzhi turned around and hugged the waist of the man standing behind him, skillfully buried her face and kept moving.

When it rains, there is nothing in the mountains for Lingzhi to relieve his fatigue. He gets tired of listening to books, and he always gets tired of reading stories in Xiao Yan's arms before going to bed.

At this moment, I have nothing to do at leisure, sitting on the small bench and staring at the valley in the rain for a long time, Lingzhi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugged Xiao Yan tightly and said that she wanted to sleep.

Xiao Yan bent down and kissed him tenderly: "Go back to bed and sleep for a while."

He said again: "I will accompany you."

Lingzhi held Xiao Yan's hand, and as soon as her body touched the bed, she immediately slid into the arms of the man who was lying with him, wrapped her hands and feet together, and puckered her soft lips, wanting the man to kiss him.

Xiao Yan bowed her head and kissed for a while, the soft body in her arms quickly became hot, and her black eyes were more hazy and moist than the rain and mist that lingered outside the valley.

He moved slightly in his mind, deepening the kiss.

The breath of the climax penetrated into each other's hearts, Lingzhi took a lot of effort to fold the neatly dressed robes, and Xiao Yan pulled them apart with a few hands, some fell to the edge, and some hung on the shoulders.

His face blushed and his breathing was unsteady, Xiao Yan gently held his palms and closed his fingertips.

Lingzhi groaned softly, letting others control her.

The limp posture of the young man prompted Xiao Yan to have slightly weird thoughts.

Xiao Yan thought, if Lingzhi goes with him, it is not impossible to take him by his side.

Although he stayed a little longer, at least he would not be bullied by his side. What does he want, what can't he give?

Maybe he didn't pay the same attention as Lingzhi, he didn't like the little medicine man in his arms so much, and even the original purpose was not pure.

But after going through this period of time, it really feels good to have a pure and innocent Lingzhi by his side.

Xiao Yan uncontrollably increased the strength of his palm.

At this moment, Lingzhi is like a fish eager to breathe with its mouth wide open, sucking air in his palm and in his arms.

Xiao Yan picked up the wet quilt and threw it away, Lingzhi's brows and eyes flushed red, and her small Adam's apple twitched endlessly.

He lost his mind and called: "Junqian..."

Xiao Yan hugged the boy tightly, looked over the bed at the dirty bedding, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He gently pinched the shallow beauty groove of Lingzhi's chin.

"Hey, where is Ganoderma lucidum?"

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To be fixed, thank you everyone~

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"That alpha is on the top"

Known as the four most beautiful men in ancient costumes in the Federation, Feng Jing, the film king with both good looks and acting skills, married Cheng Qiusheng in private as early as five years ago.

Cheng Qiusheng is beautiful and restrained, but if he is too restrained, he will become boring and dull.

Feng Jing watched Cheng Qiusheng picking up a small hoe and talking about growing vegetables in the backyard, and said to him: "Although the technology of planting fruits and vegetables has improved, but the vegetables that use too much catalyst will not grow out of the original ecology. safe and delicious."

Feng Jing looked gentle, but after hearing similar words from Cheng Qiusheng's mouth for five years, he was tired of it.

①

In his safe and secure life, Cheng Qiusheng slowly planned every day with Feng Jing.

Feng Jing would give him kisses and warm touches, but rarely marked his glands.

He couldn't help asking that day, Feng Jing gently hugged him on his lap and sniffed lightly, saying: "I have too many pheromones and fans know the smell of it, sorry, I will make it public when the time is right. We have been married for five years, don't you believe me?"

Cheng Qiusheng looked at the hand he was shaking with, and opened his mouth, wanting to say but you didn't wear a ring today.

He didn't ask, and he found out later.

Cheng Qiusheng became the first omege in the autonomous prefecture to file for divorce.

②

On the day of the divorce, Cheng Qiusheng went to the hospital alone to remove the marks.

During a heavy rain, a man with dark eyebrows walked out of the car parked in front of him, and the man handed out an umbrella to Cheng Qiusheng.

At that time, the bamboo horse had become a powerful figure, and Cheng Qiusheng's ignorant and throbbing eyes had long faded away. He seemed to no longer recognize this man, and his thin body was like a flower branch that could be broken at any time in the rain and fog.

Seeing the indifference and pity in Shen Yishan's gaze, Cheng Qiusheng just nodded lightly: "Hi, thank you."

③

Cheng Qiusheng, who taught students recently, found that the student's "parent" seemed to be not quite right.

Lou Qi was born in an excellent family with outstanding talents. Cheng Qiusheng, the "teacher", is always gentle and decent. When the two of them communicate with the same interests, they will always stop in a suitable state. At least a gentle and steady person like Lou Qi Never out of line.

Cheng Qiusheng found that the well-mannered Mr. Lou suddenly made some inappropriate actions.

At that time, Lou Qi explained solemnly and gently: "When you had an unhappy marriage, I chose to respect you and would not interfere. Now that you are divorced, I don't need to hide my sympathy and affection for you."

4

After the divorce, Feng Jing felt like an abandoned lone wolf, and he realized that a wolf only recognizes one partner in his life.

He has long been immersed in the beautiful and peaceful married life that Cheng Qiusheng had planned. Without marriage and without Cheng Qiusheng, he would no longer be him.

"Shengsheng, shall we remarry?" The news that was sent fell silent.

Later, in front of a mansion, Feng Jing saw the legendary mysterious big man holding an umbrella for Cheng Qiusheng who came out of the car.

The next day, Feng Jing glimpsed another line of eye-catching headlines from a certain industry news section.

"The famous musician appeared in the Bauhinia Theater and was suspected of having a secret tryst with his secret lover."

In the news photos, Lou Qi Weiwei hugged and protected his back, which he could never forget.

感谢在2022-04-0623:50:17~2022-04-0716:38:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Liu Haoran is one of the husbands;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of light color; 5 bottles of Missing Qiuyue and Tingting;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!