She parked the carriage in a special parking space, led the horse into the stable next to it, poured out the bags that had been prepared, had already prepared the fodder, poured it into a full tank, and then checked the sink next to it, then nodded with confidence.

He randomly chose a small boat and jumped up, holding a long pole in his hand, waved to His Majesty the Emperor and said, "What are you doing when you are stupid? Come up quickly."

When the emperor stepped onto the boat, she gently supported the long pole, and the boat flew out like an arrow, and it was instantly dozens of meters off the shore.

His Majesty the Emperor felt that his feet were floating and his foot was unstable, so the person was about to be thrown out of the boat. Mr. Yao, who was always nailed to the boat like a nail, stretched out one hand to pull him, held the long pole in the other hand, and clicked on the water surface rhythmically. The speed of the boat was like wind and lightning, faster than the horse running wildly on the avenue.

She also explained to him: "These boats are all public, just to facilitate our entry and exit from the sea of ​​school."

As she said that, she introduced the small sandbank islands dotted everywhere in the lake.

"Many of these are natural, and some are built later by artificially filling stones. At first, Miyamoto wanted to use them for teaching purposes, but in the end, it was too scattered and inconvenient.

It is naturally a waste to put it aside, so it is finally a place for all the faculty members of the Academy to settle down. Each small sandbank can be built according to their own wishes. In addition, the environment is private and quiet, and the space is large enough for the home, which is very suitable for everyone.

My father happened to meet an old teacher who was old and wanted to return to his hometown to live a long life. He happened to take over the island he had been meticulously servicing for decades. There was a small hill on it that never dissipated all year round, and it was also called Yanling Island in private. I used to go to the school to listen to it for convenience, so I gave myself the nickname of Yanling lay Buddhist."

"Sister Qin and I met me. She often pretended to come to the school to listen to the school. She came two years earlier than me and grew up as a god. She is half a little boss. She treats me like my sister and takes good care of me.

Then she suddenly stopped coming. After I inquired, I found out that she was married to the prince by her grandfather who had often talked about before.

We broke off contact since then, and I continued this fate again after I entered the palace. This incident had a great impact on me back then, and it should be the original source of my idea of ​​vowing to establish a girl's house."

Mr. Yao was not cold, but was very talkative and said many private words of his own casually.

His Majesty the Emperor barely stood firm with her hands and half-help, and with the speed of the boat stabilized, his heart really calmed down.

Under the stars, the huge lake is without waves, as quiet as a mirror.

The boat flew away like lightning.

The night breeze blows on her face, and she secretly looks at her clearly, delicate but cool and heroic like a carefully crafted side face, curved.

The night wind blew, rolling up the hair on her temples and brushing her cheeks, nose wings, eyebrows...

Dancing, flying.

Sometimes it brushed across his cheeks, nose and eyebrows, as if it was silently teasing.

His heart was quietly and pounding, and it was beating even more powerfully.

He quietly grabbed his hand tightly, as if he had grasped the whole world.

He felt that even if time stopped like this, he would have no regrets.

She gradually stopped talking, just lit the long pole one after another.

Silent, quiet.

But it also seems tacit and harmonious.

I don't know how long it took, but the rhythm of her long pole hitting the water surface slowed down, and the boat speed slowed down. She grabbed his hand harder and used clever force so that he would not fall due to the speed of the boat.

"arrive."

The boat is close to a small island and parks on a small pier under an ancient locust tree.

She threw the long pole lightly, and the long pole accurately passed through a special small hole at the front of the boat and connected it to a small hole on the dock. The small boat was stabilized and stabilized.

It can be seen that this is already very familiar to her movements. I can imagine that she has been like this for many years before, holding a long pole, taking advantage of this boat to go to school and leave school, and going to work and get off work...

When he stepped onto the land again, he seemed to be stepping on the soft cotton. He always felt weak under his feet and was about to fall in love. She used clever strength to make him stand firm. After waiting for a while, she said: "I greeted my father tonight, he won't come back."

"What's the meaning?"

His Majesty the Emperor didn't understand. At some point, he had guessed that she was going to bring him to see his father-in-law tonight.

She didn't say anything, but grabbed his hand and pulled it into the courtyard in the middle of the island...

Mr. Yao pushed open the gate of the courtyard and passed a small garden with gravel roads in the middle and some vegetables on both sides.

Walk through the hall and enter a backyard with rockery in the middle and thick and short ancient trees at the corners.

Turn left and enter a more elegant and compact courtyard with some carefully carved flowers and plants.

She pulled His Majesty the Emperor and walked through it calmly again, and she reached out and pushed open the door of the room in the middle.

Although there are no lamps, under the stars and moons, it is still vaguely visible to a woman's boudoir with a bed in the middle.

Seeing all this, a thought arose in his heart, his heart was filled with incredible feelings, his eyes wider and wider...

No...yes!

"Bang!"

Mr. Yao took His Majesty the Emperor into the house with one hand and closed the door with the other hand. All the distracting thoughts of His Majesty the Emperor were cut off.

"Quagua...Quagua..."

A frog jumped up to the door of the room and on the stone steps under the eaves.

It lay quietly there, its body bulging and swelling.

It heard a rustling sound from inside the house.

Then, it seemed that there was some obstacle, and a "cry" sound of cloth tearing.

Then, a man's voice sounded: "Lapishman, I want to turn on the light."

“No point.”

"But you can't see anything so dark. Look, you tore my clothes with force."

“…get it.”

A moment later, a bright candlelight came out from the window inside the house. Its body, which was squatting between the cracks in the door, was also divided into two halves by a thin ray of light. The frog was startled, and two "croaking" sounds, and then they disappeared into the dark grass.

Inside the house—

"Gudu..."

After the light was on, the man's swallowing sounded, and then he said, "Ju... layman, can I hold them?"

"Hmm?" a confusing voice.

"You agree...I hold it, ah... layman, I still want to pinch and play with them for a while, is that OK?"

"Yeah!" a shocking voice.

"Ah..." The man let out a long and ecstatic admiration and continued: "Lapishman, I still want to lick and taste it."

"Yeah!" A voice of disbelief.

"Hmm..." and an uncontrollable voice.

After a long time, silent.

If you remove the heavy breathing sound.

"Laby, don't you stretch your legs so tightly. Uh, you feel so wet and uncomfortable, I'll lick it for you too."

After a long time, silent.

Then, the sound of slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, and slap sounded rhythmically.

"Laby, don't beat me, don't beat me, I won't ask, okay, just do it. I'm here to serve you. It's very comfortable, so let me try it...

Ah, don't hammer, don't pinch, I'm a weak scholar, I just speak but not take action...

Ah, I called again, I said nothing wrong, you can tell if you try it, try it, try it, I won't lie to you...

Hiss, it hurts so much... Layman, I'm so cruel to you, either you kill me, or you will try it!

...

Hehe, hehe, okay, okay, I won’t smile foolishly, I won’t talk tonight.—I’m going to start.”

...

The stars are shining, the islands in the giant lake are quiet, silent, insects chirping, peaceful and peaceful.

Gradually, an atmosphere spreads quietly with some kind of chanting—

The world, the world.

Quiet, boiling.
Chapter completed!