The piano music is dependent on each other, and the wine is accompanied by it.

There was no day and night alternation under the peach blossom tree, and the galaxy flowed, and the men and women who had completely transformed from elders to lovers, I don’t know how many hours it took.

Zuo Lingquan stood in the wind in the fragrance of flowers and wine, holding a bunch of peach blossom branches in his hand, and using the wine to rack his brains to recall the poems and songs of countless ancestors and sages.

Cui Yingying showed her all her knowledge and played the most beautiful piano music for Dongzhou for thousands of years for Zuo Lingquan. During this period, she also stood up and danced lightly, showing dance postures that were more beautiful than the peach blossoms in February under the peach blossom tree.

Although to outsiders, they are just two crazy people, holding shoes and pillows and jumping around on the bed.

But this does not hinder the romance at this moment. After all, under the influence of illusion, there is only a tree of peach blossoms and each other in their eyes.

After Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold back his poems, he leaned back under the peach blossom tree, holding a vermilion wine gourd in his hand, with a slightly drunk face, staring at the beauty dancing in front of him...

Cui Yingying held her skirt and swayed under the tree, her cheeks were flushed, and she felt drunk. After shaking for two rounds, she became a little dizzy, her body became soft, and she sat directly in Zuo Lingquan's arms, tilted her head to look at Zuo Lingquan's cheek, her eyes... well... a little hungry?

Zuo Lingquan held Cui Yingying and wanted to say "Be careful", but looking at the springy pair, I wish I could hold him in my mouth, and the words stopped, the drunkenness disappeared, and the qi and blood in my body also drifted with my thoughts, quickly gathering to the most yang energy...

"Hmm? Why are you still hanging on your waist if you let the sword drop aside..."

Cui Yingying fell in her arms, was hit by the hilt of the sword, frowned slightly, and dizzyly reached under her buttocks, trying to move the sword that was in trouble, but...

“…?!”

"Hiss lightly, it's broken..."

"Pooh"

Cui Yingying woke up instantly, and accidentally touched a snake from the quilt, pulled her hand away like an electric shock and wanted to get up.

Zuo Lingquan felt very comfortable in his arms. He couldn't help Cui Yingying getting up. He hugged his boneless waist and pressed Cui Yingying into his arms, smiling:

"It's my fault. I didn't suppress the distracting thoughts in my heart. I'll be calm and you don't have to get up..."

Cui Yingying's cheeks were as red as blood, and the medicine was not dissipated. She was still able to suppress her lust when she played and played. Suddenly, she felt like she was so refreshed. She didn't dare to sit in her arms, and said anxiously:

"Boy, you...ah, don't hold me, I can't stand it..."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned and said to himself: I can't stand it if I rub it for a while. If I come here, I can't take off...

Cui Yingying noticed that her mind was shaken so hard that she might not be able to hold on if she was teased. She could only speak:

"I... I was injured yesterday. I don't know who gave me the elixir to replenish Qi and Guyuan. I took a little more... Well... the side effects are quite big, don't do this..."

side effect?

Zuo Lingquan hugged Sister Yingying with a twisted expression, her eyes were not relieved of the nourishing pills that replenish qi and replenish the essence. There was no danger. Eating too much was nothing more than excessive energy and being unable to sleep. This was not a side effect for monks who didn't need to sleep.

Replenish qi and strengthen the body...

Seeing that Sister Yingying's words were not as fake, Zuo Lingquan recalled yesterday's situation and was taken care of by Jingyan yesterday. The elixir must have been fed by Jingyan or the ancestor; he gave all the healing elixirs to Jingyan, and the elixirs to replenish Guyuan's elixir...

Zuo Lingquan suddenly remembered something, and his spiritual sense was checking in Linglong Pavilion, hoping to find a caring gift from Leng Zhu's little cotton jacket, but it naturally disappeared.

I'll go...

Zuo Lingquan blinked, his eyes slightly strange, and he looked at the charming beauty in his arms:

"Sister Yingying, you won't eat Longyang Pill, are you?"

Cui Yingying couldn't suppress the evil fire in her heart, and she knew she must have eaten something like Longyang Pill. She got up from Zuo Lingquan's arms and sat next to her:

"What do you think of me like this? I closed my six consciousnesses to heal and remove poison. I didn't take the pill myself... You know the effect of this pill, don't hold me like this, I... feel very uncomfortable..."

The injustice in Zuo Lingquan's expression disappeared, and turned to seriousness and concern:

"The Longyang Pill's effect is very domineering. It is said that the drug's performance lasts for seven days and seven nights, and it's just one o'clock..."

"I know."

Cui Yingying didn't look at Zuo Lingquan's eyes, and tried her best to look like "all in control":

"I can suppress you if you don't move, so don't worry."

What to do if you press it?

Zuo Lingquan sat upright and said seriously:

"The heart fire is very strong, it is not ordinary difficult to bear. Stressing is harmful to the body and is not beneficial to the body..."

Cui Yingying saw Zuo Lingquan's tone and didn't understand what he was thinking, her eyes were slightly annoyed:

"What do you mean? You can't see the deity suffering, and you want to make it difficult for it to be the antidote?"

If Zuo Lingquan doesn’t have this intention, he still calls him a man?

But it would be too erotic to say it directly, he smiled:

"Sister Yingying is not happy, how could I feel ill-intentioned? I'm just discussing with Sister Yingying."

Cui Yingying said dissatisfiedly: "What can we discuss? I just agreed to get closer to you in private, and you are going to borrow a donkey on the slope..."

"What donkey? I don't have this habit. No, it doesn't mean it... I just saw Sister Yingying feel uncomfortable and just talk casually."

"You can't even think about that."

Cui Yingying mentioned the gift of human ethics and showed a little shyness:

"I... no matter what I say, there are masters and many disciples. Even if you don't have to make decisions, you still have to tell me about marriage. How can you just do it like this... Let's talk about it later..."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and said with concern:

"What should I do now?"

Cui Yingying frowned slightly: "I've said it all, what else do you want to do?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and hugged Sister Yingying's shoulder and said in a warm voice:

"Basazhou is a place of right and wrong. It is a mess of the mind by the medicine. If something goes wrong, it is not a trivial matter. Moreover, Sister Yingying is stubborn and it is really uncomfortable. She has to think of a solution."

Cui Yingying twisted her shoulders and said, "How else can this be solved? You... don't mess around."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and leaned into Cui Yingying's ear:

"The heart fire needs to be vented, but it may not be that, well... Sister Yingying can... herself..."

Whispering...

Cui Yingying listened with her ears, her face turned redder. She first looked at her fair fingers, then raised her hand and slammed Zuo Lingquan's chest, with a solemn expression:

"Nonsense! How can I do that? In practice, people pay attention to being pure in mind and having few desires, and being self-disciplined. You...Who are you the deity? Why don't you let Shangguan Yutang solve the problem by himself?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that Sister Yingying would be annoyed, and he said seriously:

"It's urgent to be in power, to regulate your breath, not to be driven by desire to entertain yourself; and you and I know this..."

"Impossible! I won't do that even if I beat me to death."

"Then I'll help Sister Yingying..."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand through Cui Yingying's leg bend and carried her into her arms. His hand skillfully slid upwards along his ankles.

“Eh?!”

Cui Yingying was stunned. She didn't understand what Zuo Lingquan meant to "help her". She thought Zuo Lingquan wanted to put her on the spot and twisted and struggled:

"Zuo Lingquan! Don't go too far...I...I said it's not possible now. If you dare to do anything randomly, I'll throw you out!"

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were pure and without any evil thoughts. Seeing that Sister Yingying had misunderstood, he thought for a while, took out Qingwan's slit eye mask from Linglong Pavilion, covered his eyes, and said:

"Sister Yingying, just pretend that I don't exist. I don't have Chinese medicine, so I can stick to my mind and never take advantage of others' danger. Even if I want to do that, I will wait until Sister Yingying is willing..."

"What do you want to do now?"

"Help Sister Yingying press and touch it to regulate her breath."

Zuo Lingquan hugged Cui Yingying's plump and soft body with her left hand, and slid her right hand over the black stockings on her legs to the top of her knees...

"Hey, don't..."

Cui Yingying felt as if she was struck by lightning, her legs were tightly closed, and her hands pressed against her big hand under her skirt, trying to avoid it.

But she was already full of spring water and had nowhere to vent her. When she was touched like this, she lost her strength and said in a begging for mercy:

"Ling Quan, don't do this. I'm really fine, don't help... Woo..."

A soft murmur like an electric shock.

Cui Yingying quickly covered her mouth, shy and anxious; even though her indescribable touch was made through her tights, her brain fell into blank for a moment.

Zuo Lingquan wore a thin eye mask, and in fact he could also use his spiritual sense to see all Sister Yingying's reactions; but in order to make her relax, she still sat upright and looked like she couldn't see anything, and said softly:

"Don't be nervous, relax."

How could Cui Yingying relax? She covered her mouth tightly, leaned back from her upper body, and looked at the peach blossom tree above, and her hair hung to the ground.

Her eyes were full of shame and nervousness. Her legs under her skirt kicked lightly in the air, her waist twisted and dodged, so she couldn't even say anything, but she didn't know what to do.

"Woo...you..."

Zuo Lingquan's fingertips were warm, just like touching the hot tofu that had just been out of the pot, even a little hot.
To be continued...