Small Lingzhi

Chapter 88

As night fell, there were continuous rustling noises in the courtyard.

Through the window paper, Lingzhi saw paper lanterns hung under the tree, and Xiao Yan was sitting on a stool under the tree, a figure indistinct.

Xiao Yan was about to bring a fish, so he stood outside the door and said to Lingzhi through the window: "How about cooking you grilled fish tonight?"

There are plenty of sauces in the courtyard, which makes it possible to make grilled fish with a richer and more delicious taste than when recuperating on the mountain.

Xiao Yan listened attentively to the movements in the room, the lights were not on in the room, and it was gloomy and hazy.

After a while, Lingzhi slowly moved.

Xiao Yan waited patiently outside the door, first heard Lingzhi whisper "I want to eat grilled fish", and then muttered "It's so dark in the room".

Lingzhi probably just fell asleep, and she was sleepy.Or really lazy, in short, did not move, the bones sat lazily on the bed.

Xiao Yan held back her smile, and discussed with Lingzhi: "I'll go into the house and light the lamp for you."

He picked out a lantern, waved his hand, and the dim yellow light of the lantern shone at the door.

At this moment, Xiao Yan returned to the restrained and polite appearance, and she asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?"

Lingzhi stared at the bent knees hanging on the floor, slowly retracted, and responded "Oh" to the person outside the door.

Xiao Yan pushed the door open and walked into the room, meeting Lingzhi's beautiful and quiet eyes.

He took out the torch and lit the oil lamp, pulled a chair and sat beside the bed.

"Did you sleep well?"

Lingzhi felt bad.

He pulled up the quilt to cover his body, mainly to cover his legs.

The moonlight fell into the house through the doors and windows, and the tiny insects in the courtyard became more and more lively.

Lingzhi sniffed, stared at the floor with her dark eyes, and urged softly, "Why don't you go to grill the fish?"

Xiao Yan smiled and hung the lantern on the side: "This is the past."

After Lingzhi waited for Xiao Yan to go out, she stood up from the bed with the quilt rolled up under her legs.

In the afternoon, in order to avoid Xiao Yan, he hid in the room and lay down with his clothes still stained with mud and leaves.

This sleep was long and long, accompanied by strange and blurred dreams, mixed with damp and hot feeling.

Lingzhi took a deep breath, shook her arms, bent down to tidy up the messy quilt, and found another set of clean and neatly laid quilts from the cabinet.

He poked his head out from behind the door and looked around. Xiao Yan raised a shelf in the middle of the courtyard to fiddle with coals, and would not look for him for a while.

Lingzhi ran to the backyard with the changed quilts on her arms, stuffed them into the tub and soaked them in clean water.

After rubbing the quilt, Lingzhi carried a bucket of water and went into the room beside her.

He quietly ran back to the room with Xiao Yan on his back, took out the loose undershirt he wore for sleeping, and sneaked into the bathroom lightly.

Xiao Yan let the grilled fish cool down a bit, and when he went to the backyard to look for Lingzhi, he was standing at the railing, stretching his arms to dry a pair of cotton white trousers.

Xiao Yan stood on the spot and watched intently, his eyes were unpredictable.

Lingzhi finished drying the cotton and white trousers, and continued to dry the outer shirt on the outermost layer, just covering the small one.

He turned around with the basin in his hand, and saw Xiao Yan who was silently waiting behind him, as if he had been found out for doing something bad, he said in a low voice, "Go and eat fish."

The shadow of the tree swayed under the moonlight, and Lin Ye fell asleep lying on the wind blowing.

Lingzhi leaned back on the chair, ripped open the cold fish and stuffed it into her mouth.

Xiao Yan poured a bowl of chilled watermelon water, Lingzhi's fingers were stained with fish oil, and before she could hold the bowl, Xiao Yan deliberately raised her hand to avoid his movements, and brought the bowl to his lips.

Lingzhi looked at Xiao Yan with bright eyes, and drank it in the posture of being fed by the other party.

He drank slowly, and Xiao Yan fed slowly.

Lingzhi moved away her moist lips, shook her head and said, "Don't drink, I'm so full."

The fish was less than half torn, and he put the grilled fish back on the plate and pushed it to Xiao Yan, never tired of sharing a fish between the two.

"Xiao Yan, hurry up and try."

Xiao Yan ate fish and drank wine, which was different from the watermelon water Ling Zhi drank.

The wine made from bamboo leaves is clear and dry, has a good taste in the throat, and is cheap to make. It is a small wine often made by ordinary people. It is interesting to drink bamboo leaf wine in the mountains and fields.

The pot of bamboo leaf wine was given to Lingzhi by the villagers, and he had never drunk it himself, and it entered Xiao Yan's stomach at this moment.

He leaned closer and asked, "Is it good to drink?"

Lingzhi took a sip of the cold watermelon water, curious about the wine.

Xiao Yan shook the wine glass lightly, and asked slowly, "Do you want to have a sip?"

Ling Zhi followed his words and nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Yan drank it all in front of Lingzhi, and asked with a smile, "Are you drying the dirty clothes just now?"

Lingzhi: "Um... huh?"

He lowered his head and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

Xiao Yan said: "Can't you ask?"

Lingzhi hesitated, and looked sideways at Xiao Yan. This person was leisurely and lazy, and he didn't look embarrassed to make fun of him.

Lingzhi's nervous heart was relieved, and he hesitated: "Men, aren't they all like this..."

After becoming a doctor in Yakumo Village, Lingzhi knew more than before. He raised his voice and asked, "Don't you?"

He snatched Xiao Yan's wine horizontally, raised his head and took a few sips in succession, making a gurgling sound.

The wine sank into the skirt of the clothes along the delicate Adam's apple, as if even the skin trembled with the smell of bamboo leaf wine.

He trembled all over, and said in a rough voice on purpose: "Anyway, don't ask."

Xiao Yan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I won't ask."

He had a worried look on his face, but his demeanor was extremely gentle, and he didn't make a move to stop Lingzhi.

Xiao Yan said: "Drinking alcohol hurts the body."

Lingzhi licked the remaining wine at the corner of his mouth, and unexpectedly felt that the pot of bamboo leaf wine was not choking, it was light, with a somewhat bitter and fresh taste.

He shook the jug in front of Xiao Yan, and drank two more gulps.

Xiao Ni said: "Bamboo leaf wine has a strong aftertaste, and I don't feel anything when it first enters my throat."

Lingzhi let out an "oh", not quite believing what Xiao Yan said.

He put down the watermelon water and wanted to drink a few sips of bamboo leaf wine, Xiao Yan grabbed his wrist and took the jug away.

"Enough is enough."

Lingzhi frowned.

Xiao Yan took the jug and sat with Lingzhi for a while to blow the air, Lingzhi became drunk faster than he expected.

However, Lingzhi didn't go crazy when she was drunk, and sat quietly with a muffled voice, originally leaning lazily on the backrest, but now her body was boarded into a piece of wood.

Xiao Yan sighed: "Follow me back to the house first."

Lingzhi covered her hot face, and asked confusedly: "Xiao Yan, is my face red?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched his face in front of Xiao Yan, the breath of his lips and teeth was warm, and the faint smell of bamboo leaf wine remained on the skin of his neck exposed by the loose skirt.

Xiao Yan grabbed Lingzhi's waist and stood up, carried the stiff person back to the room and put him down.

Lingzhi was bored like a rabbit at first, but when it was time to rest, she started to fuss.

In fact, when Lingzhi was with Xiao Yan on Wuqing Mountain at the beginning, he had a bit of a "bullying" attitude. Ni ordered Xiao Ni to do the work.

Reunited again, after they got together, although Lingzhi opened her heart to accept him, she was still used to maintaining a restrained and docile side.

Until this moment, Lingzhi showed a dazed and familiar coquettish posture when he was drunk, pointing at Xiao Yan and asking him to do this or that.

Xiao Yan wiped Lingzhi's face first, and then patiently wiped off the oil stains on his fingers after wetting a cotton towel with water.

Ling Zhi leaned softly in Xiao Yan's arms. When Xiao Yan thought that he had calmed down, Ling Zhi opened her arms and hugged Xiao Yan's waist. She lifted her hips and sat in Xiao Yan's arms.

He rubbed against each other like an animal, and his upturned cheeks were as red as rouge.

This is not the first time that Lingzhi has asked Xiao Yan for pleasure. On the Wuqing Mountain, he made an inch of it. When the night came, he would blush and ask Xiao Yan. He looked shy but also courageous. Let Xiao Yan help him feel comfortable.

He restrained the former unrestrained, at this time drunkenness surged, and his eyebrows and eyes were the same as before.

Lingzhi put her face on Xiao Yan's neck shyly, her voice muffled.

"Xiao Yan, I don't want to wash my pants..."

Lingzhi's hot and humid breathing burned Xiao Yan's reason. He is a smart person, so he could understand what Lingzhi said.

Lingzhi was almost drunk, not only spoke boldly and made people's hearts sway, but also hurriedly reached out and grabbed Xiao Yan's palm into his arms.

He writhed like a soft bug, his underwear was loose, rubbing against people slippery/greasy.

……

Until Xiao Yan raised his hand, the cotton white coat hung on Lingzhi's lap, and his toes kicked like a slippery fish.

Xiao Yan is gentle and meticulous, taking care of Lingzhi from inside to outside.

Lingzhi is jerky and clumsy, and the time is short.

He curled up like a dehydrated fish, his neck became hot, and when Xiao Yan kissed him, he breathed out from his throat, and slowly opened his stiff hands and feet.

Lingzhi's legs draped lazily on the quilt gradually stopped trembling, and her eyelashes were wet and loose.

Xiao Ling wrapped his slender calf with a cotton towel to wipe it, and then wiped his fingers clean.

Lingzhi's brows were like clouds, and she stared blankly at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan looked gentle and unpredictable, and pulled up the quilt to cover Lingzhi.

He said in a hoarse voice, "You smell all over my hands, I'll go out for a while."

……

There was no light in the bathroom.

The handsome face fell in the shadow and couldn't be seen clearly, Xiao Yan raised her face slightly, and wrapped the cotton towel for Lingzhi to wipe.

The author says:

To be repaired!

感谢在2022-06-0923:24:44~2022-06-1023:59:13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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Shuaishuai Dayunhun;

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