Standing at the foot of the mountain, I sang and praised, "It's so beautiful!"
Green water, green mountains, blooming mountain flowers, and flowing mountain springs make it look like a fairyland in a painting.
"Do you like it?" Na Hanjue looked at her lovingly.
"Yeah, I like it, so beautiful!" Qingge nodded vigorously.
"As long as you like it, I have a separate courtyard halfway up the mountain. I will take you there."
"Yeah, let's go."
"Wait a minute," Na Hanjue squatted down, "You are sick, how can you climb the mountain? I will carry you!"
Singing Black Lines.
This is a mountain, not a staircase!
How far can I walk with her on my back?
"Come on, what are you doing standing around?"
Qingge shook her head and held his hand, "You can carry me when I get tired later. I've been lying down for several days and my body is rusty. I want to move around."
"Really?" Na Hanjue frowned and looked at her.
"Really!" Qing Ge nodded vigorously to increase his credibility.
"Well, okay, don't force it, I'll carry you when you're tired!"
"Yeah, I know!" Qing Ge held his hand and clasped his fingers.
She was very happy, very happy, very happy, and she liked this place where it was just her and him.
There were only two of them, walking side by side, as if there were only two of them in the world...only the two of them...together!
Nahanjue's courtyard is built halfway up the mountain. It is not large in area, but it is very exquisite. It has small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions. It is as beautiful as a Jiangnan ink painting.
"It's so beautiful!" Qing Ge sighed while sitting on the corridor of the other courtyard.
The shape of this villa is very unique. Sitting on the corridor, you can see the rolling mountains, spouting mountain springs, and shrouded clouds. It makes you feel like you are in a fairyland.
"If you like it so much, then we can live here after we get married." Na Hanjue took a cloak and helped her put it on. There was a circle of white fluff on the edge of the cloak, which made Qingge's pretty little face look even more charming.
pretty.
Na Hanjue sat next to her, holding her little face and looking at her carefully, "The rash has almost gone away, and she is recovering well."
"That's because you take good care of him!" Qing Ge hooked her arms around his neck and smiled softly.
"Really? I've taken care of you so meticulously and thoughtfully. Is there any reward for you?" He raised her chin and smiled mischievously, "Why don't you... reward me with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber tonight?"
"You talkative!" She scolded him and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips, "I'll give you a kiss!"
"How can this be enough? At least a tongue kiss will do!" He smiled evilly, and with a strong hand, he pulled her into his arms, leaned forward and kissed her hard.
It was already a engulfing kiss. His kisses were always so domineering, yet so loving and caring. You could feel that even his soul was trapped in her love and couldn't extricate himself.
He kissed her until he was satisfied before letting her go, and then pecked her red and swollen lips several times, "My song is so sweet!"
Qingge shyly hugged his waist and buried her head in his arms. He laughed, loving her coquettish little daughter's look.
He patted her a few times, lifted her up from his arms, wrapped her tightly in his cloak, held her in his arms, and gently bit her ear, "Don't lie here, the mountain wind is strong here, be careful of catching a cold."
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"Yeah." Qingge responded softly, and looked at the scenery on the distant mountains again.
This place is really like a fairyland on earth, and she and Na Hanjue are a couple of gods and immortals.
