Flowers fell, tears dropped. Thousands of tastes and emotions lingered in my heart. The man who walked in had a handsome face, and his two eyes were like gems. His eyes looking at the sky shot through the sky. His slender and well-proportioned body, accompanied by
Rhododendrons all over the mountain were swaying. She wanted to speak, but she found a rhododendron close to her chest, rubbing it back and forth. The dew on it slid down her snow-white neck, down her flat belly, and wet the hair on her lower body. Brown
The black hair stuck tightly to the skin, and when the dewdrops flowed into the ravine along the luxuriant grass, the bayberry couldn't hold back and groaned, holding the azalea tightly with both hands.
The flowers are delicate and beautiful, and the people are beautiful. The people and flowers complement each other, making the sky suddenly lose its color. The man is getting closer and closer, and his face gradually becomes clearer. With a perfect face, everything seems to be perfect on him. At this time, the idea is to make the other party ruthless
Possessing yourself fiercely, wishing you could wrap your body around the other person, let the other person taste the tenderness, and never be separated.
Nearer and further away. The man's face kept changing, gradually transforming into someone Yang Mei knew. Uncle, younger brother, father, and the kid next door who was pursuing her. Those eyes that contained true feelings, even if she refused, they still held dissatisfaction.
Becoming innocent, suddenly, the boy next door smiled and turned into Wu Ming.
Wu Ming, a boy I had known for less than a few days, appeared in my life. The azaleas all over the mountain bloomed for him, and the azaleas all over the mountain withered for him.
"Yangmei?" Wu Ming said softly, "Let me be the azalea on your body?"
He spoke, and his voice was so moving, like the sound of nature. His eyes were so beautiful, even more beautiful than a beautiful girl, and the aura exuding from his body was so charming that before anyone could see him, his body had already fallen.
Fallen? Yes. My body is loaded with heavy lead, and I am about to fall. But I still persist. Why persist? It’s okay to fall like this. If I take it down, I can let the other party take it, let the other party love me. Feelings, just
Like a silkworm cocoon wrapping itself tightly. It turns out that the reason why I stand is because of the entanglement of love threads.
At some point, Wu Ming walked up to her, gently lifted her chin, and smiled. There was also a rhododendron on his chest, an azalea that eclipsed all flowers. It grew out of Wu Ming's body, not
A native of the mountains, a flower that bloomed for herself. That emotional smile melted everything. She still stood because she wanted him to push her down.
Push it down! Yang Mei screamed in her heart, come on, I have done everything. But Wu Ming did not move, just looked at her with passionate eyes. He held his flowery face in his hands and said with a smile: "I found you,
My azalea?”
Wu Ming's tone was doubtful, and Yang Mei was also doubtful. Am I his azalea?
But soon, Wu Ming smiled again, shook his head and sighed: "You are my azalea. There is no other azalea in the world that can be as beautiful as you. Look, you have bloomed the azalea of life for me!"
Yangmei lowered her head and saw the many rhododendrons on her chest. It turned out that this flower grew on her body and bloomed for Wu Ming!
Wu Ming's movements were very gentle, teasing his chin, his index finger deep down, sliding down his snow-white neck, making a circle on Yin Tao's chest, and then reluctantly falling down to his lower abdomen, deep inside his middle finger, and index finger
Together, they clamped the grass and pulled it slightly, affecting the gurgling water in the ravine.
The spring water trickles and the stream is silent. It is not only the body but also the soul that is emotional. The state at this time is completely out of control. The two thighs are clamped, but the stream water remains, soaking the thighs and flowing to the heels. The soles of the feet feel sticky.
It's like stepping on the petals of a rhododendron and the juice dripping out.
Suddenly, Yangmei realized that not only the azaleas on her chest grew from her body, but also her whole body was covered with azaleas.
The movements changed from gentle to brutal, but Yang Mei felt no pain at all, only pleasure. Facing Wu Ming's rough movements, and even the fingers that stretched into the ravine, she could feel the fire in her body.
His body was like an erupting volcano. He could no longer suppress his emotions and erupted violently. Yang Mei weakly supported Wu Ming's body, leaning his head on his shoulders and groaning. His face was flushed and his legs were weak.
Is this love? Yang Mei thought this way.
Yes. Wu Ming seemed to reply, as if he could see through her mind.
Love? This is love! Yang Mei shed tears, tears welled up and soaked Wu Ming's shoulders. Wu Ming held her in his arms and kissed her forehead. He put his arms around her waist and held her close to her.
Own.
The two azaleas rubbed against each other, dripping out more juice. The juice is sweet, so the bayberry was sure. It was sweet, so the bayberry guessed.
Wu Ming gently lifted up the bayberry and let her stay in the air. He looked at her breasts with eyes that made the sky pale. He curved the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Bloom, beautiful azalea——"
Yangmei's body exploded violently, and her body shot out like lava.
Pain, after the pleasure, the body gradually felt pain. The azalea bloomed with blood and fell into the mortal world. The white eyes rose and curled up in the sky. The colorless sky suddenly returned to brightness, and a beam of sunlight fell on her.
A faint coolness rose up on the body, permeating the body and penetrating into the bone marrow.
It turns out that the sun is cold! Yang Mei thought of this, but slowly closed her eyes.
Joy and pain accompany each other. Blood and pleasure go hand in hand! Yangmei couldn't control her body and gradually sank, sleeping on the flowers and grass. Rhododendron petals fell from the sky and sprinkled on her body. One layer after another.
...Suddenly, there was a bolt from the blue and thunder rang out in a silent place!
A scream rang out, and then the azaleas all over the sky dispersed, and the flowers and grass all over the mountain disappeared. Instead, they were replaced by lights as big as soybeans, and the flames spread out, revealing a simple house.
Suddenly waking up, Yang Mei felt a trace of coolness lingering in her body. The door opened, and the gentleman who promised to save her family disappeared. On the incense burner not far away, the incense had been extinguished. There were a few drops of blood on the ashes.
A gust of cool wind blew, and Yangmei was wearing torn clothes. Her body was very weak. She coughed twice and coughed up blood.
Looking at the blood on the ground, Yang Mei frowned slightly, shook her head and laughed.
Boom, the dilapidated house, the incomplete old-fashioned windows were smashed through, and a mass of things entered. The things were curled up, lying on the ground, motionless. A foot appeared in the dim light, and then the heart-beating sound of people
appear before your eyes.
Yang Mei's face turned red, her eyes watered as she remembered what had just happened.
Wu Ming, Zhang Yi's roommate, was a boy he was interested in when he first met him. He wondered if what he had just...was a dream? Yang Mei was in a trance.
Wu Ming did not see Yang Mei's face and stared coldly at something on the ground. To be precise, it was a person who was beaten into a dishonorable shape by Wu Ming.
"Get up, there's no need to pretend to be dead!" Wu Ming said.
There was no reaction from the people on the ground.
"If you don't get up, I will kill you directly." As soon as Wu Ming finished speaking, the people on the ground stood up, and their crouched bodies stood upright, like benchmarks. Everyone was Mr. Wu Ming, the first thing he saw when he saw him
When he saw it, he was sure that he met a big fish today, because he felt something different from the other person. It was completely different from Meng Ziguang, Qingfeng, and the sniper. It was that this person had many negative surnames left in him.
Selfish, greedy, lustful, cowardly... Wu Ming just looked at him without saying a word. The gentleman's hair stood up when Wu Ming looked at him, and he said fearfully: "Who are you?"
Wu Ming smiled and said: "Are you pretending to be stupid?" The smile was cold. The gentleman was frightened and hurriedly retreated to the incense burner. When he saw the incense that had been extinguished, his face changed slightly and he said in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do?"
Wu Ming smiled even happier, but his smile was full of coldness. The gentleman looked horrified, his body trembled, and he shouted: "Don't come over..."
"Bang!" The husband's body flew backwards and hit the wall hard. When his body fell, a big hole was left on the wall, with pieces of meat still left in the hole.
"Give you another chance." Wu Ming said calmly.
The husband looked at the demon-like man in front of him in horror and screamed: "I don't know, don't force me!"
"Ah -" Mr. Wu Ming slapped him away again, the same body, the same position, a huge hole. The house shook a few times, and dust fell all over the floor. Yang Mei looked at the attack without mercy.
Wu Ming felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.
The husband screamed, cowered, and curled up, wishing he could sink his body into the soil. Wu Ming sighed: "It seems from your mouth that I can't hold things steady, so I'll have to kill you. Do you have any objections?"
"
When asked, Wu Ming appeared in front of the gentleman not long after he left, his eyes covered with black. The fear in the gentleman's eyes was even more intense, but his expression was looking at Yang Mei behind Wu Ming.
Yang Mei met her husband's eyes. At that moment, she lost herself and her mind was in chaos. Strong hatred surged in her heart and her eyes turned blood red.
"Kill him, he is the mastermind behind the death of your family!" A voice rang in Yang Mei's ears.
Yang Mei's eyes focused on Wu Ming. Doubt first flashed, then hesitated, and finally was replaced by ruthlessness. The cold-blooded and ruthless woman in Yang Mei's family appeared again. She screamed miserably and rushed towards Wu Ming.
Wu Ming felt the danger coming from behind him, snorted coldly and said: "As expected!"
When the husband saw Wu Ming leaving, his face was slightly happy and he ran towards the door. Yang Mei showed great speed and pestered Wu Ming regardless of his own life. Wu Ming calmly avoided Yang Mei's attack and locked his eyes on the husband.
Before the husband could run out of the door, he felt a gust of wind behind him and felt a cold feeling in his heart.
There was another scream, blood spattered from behind the gentleman, and he threw himself to the ground. Wu Ming jumped up and hit Yang Mei with a palm, and a ray of energy mixed with the intruder rushed into Yang Mei's body crazily.
The body was raging, devouring everything without emotion. Yang Mei's body fell in mid-air, the blood redness in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she lay slumped on the ground, falling into a coma.
Wu Ming looked down at his husband, shook his head and said, "Introduce yourself first. My name is Wu Ming. What about you?"
