My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 568

[Chapter 555: Let you cause trouble… (Fourth update, please subscribe)]

Seeing Jing Zhe running towards him like a vicious dog, Mu Qingren didn’t even have time to pick up her clothes. Her flawless and beautiful body stretched freely in the cold air, and she jumped all of a sudden. open.

“You’re still running? Be careful if I catch you and beat you!”

Jing Zhe said harsh words after the first pounce, then changed direction and continued to chase.

Outside the dilapidated temple, it was stormy.

Inside the temple, there was a bonfire. There was a man and a woman, one half-naked and one naked, chasing each other so unscrupulously inside the temple. The scene was very…glaring…

even though Jing Zhe’s Qinggong was better than Mu Qingren’s, but because of the fact that he was carrying He was injured and was wearing a pair of pants soaked in rainwater. It was difficult to walk and it was inconvenient to run, so he chased for a while but couldn’t catch up.

Out of desperation, he ran to the campfire again. He seemed to have tripped over something and fell to the ground. He covered his face with one hand and stroked his back with the other. He screamed and looked extremely painful.

Mu Qingren stopped instantly.

Without even thinking about it, she rushed forward, and all her actions were the truest reflection of her heart.

“What’s wrong?”

Mu Qingren asked anxiously after squatting down, thinking that Jing Zhe was involved in the wound again.

“It hurts…”

“Where?”

“Here…”

As he spoke, Jing Zhe stood up suddenly. Before Mu Qingren could react, he held her in his arms, took her hand and pressed it on his chest again. superior.

“It hurts here.”

Jing Zhe looked at Mu Qingren with an affectionate look on his face, and the white flowers almost blinded his eyes.

When Mu Qingren grabbed her hand, she thought he was in pain at first. But when he put his hand on his chest with a loving look on his face, Mu Qingren knew that he had been deceived.

I want to pull away and leave, but how can it be that easy?

Jing Zhe held her legs with one hand, passed her back with the other, and landed on the bun on one side. Then he exerted force with both hands, and the bun was squeezed into Jing Zhe’s arms…

Mu Qingren struggled to move her head out. Tan, still resisting in his mouth.

“No~”

“You have to listen to what a woman says. When you say you don’t want it, you actually want it. Are you right, Pavilion Master?”

These two masters and apprentices, a garden owner and a pavilion master, are interesting.

“…”

Mu Qingren was stunned for a second, then whispered: “If you want…”

“Okay, since you want it, what else can I say. I can only be respectful and obey your orders!”

As she said that, her big hands were behind her. As soon as he squeezed the softness, he was ready to perform some indescribable actions. Mu Qingren was so angry that he gritted his teeth and shouted “liar”, and then reached out and patted him.

This blow was impartial and hit Jing Zhe’s wound. Jing Zhe took another hissing breath, which was extremely sour and refreshing.

“Let you do something bad!”

Mu Qingren said angrily, but then he softened: “Where was it hit? Does it hurt badly?”

Jing Zhe did not do anything bad again this time, but picked up Mu Qingren and put him on his back. On her lap, the two of them were sitting face to face. They were really honest with each other. They smiled and said, “Are you distressed?”

Mu Qingren didn’t speak, but her expression betrayed her.

Jing Zhe reached out and carefully and gently separated her long hair that was stuck together because it was soaked. He then held her face and leaned her head towards her.

Mu Qingren had already anticipated what would happen next. She felt that she should push him away, but her hands didn’t obey her orders and hung there, unable to lift them up.

How about…just this time…

she comforted herself.

Then, Jing Zhe’s head came up, lightly pressed on her forehead, and then separated.

Mu Qingren glanced at him gratefully and said first: “It’s not good for us to be like this. I was willful before. This is unfair to Yingqiu. If Yingqiu knows that I… stole her man…”

As he spoke, his head hung down, not daring to look at Jing Zhe.

Maybe I have never experienced such a situation. I could still say it when my back was turned to Jing Zhe. Now that I am face to face, I suddenly feel ashamed to say some words.

But Jing Zhe would not let her go. He reached out again and pinched her chin, raising her head to look at him.

“This is not because you stole her man, because I think if the owner of the garden knew that you were like me, she would definitely support you!”

“How… is this possible?”

Mu Qingren exclaimed.

“How is it impossible?”

Jing Zhe said, his hand moved down dishonestly, and he grabbed the steamed bun that was pressed against his back just now.

Mu Qingren snorted and was about to reach out to knock his hand off. Jing Zhe only glanced at her and said “Good boy”. She immediately put her hand back as if she was possessed by a demon. He acted recklessly on himself, and slowly, it seemed that apart from the shame in his heart, he actually liked this feeling…

“How is this impossible? When I was with the owner of the garden, she often advised me to find some Other women, it’s just that I have noble aspirations and am not a lustful person, so I haven’t taken any action…”

Jing Zhe’s hands were changing tricks, sometimes rolling the steamed buns into waves, sometimes squeezing the steamed buns into large cakes, or even lifting the steamed buns into pagodas.

Mu Qingren’s breathing also became disordered, and her breath became a little heavy, but she still said: “You…lied! You are not…a womanizer? I don’t believe it! What happened to Qingqiu?”

Speaking of Qingqiu, Mu Your Majesty will be angry.

Before, she was only angry because of Wang Yingqiu’s injustice, but now, she felt faintly angry for herself…

“Qingqiu, didn’t I tell you that she was my third sister?”

Jing Zhe’s hand was so hard that Mu was offended. Your Majesty suffers from pain and gasps for breath.

“Why, the master of the pavilion is even jealous of my third sister?”

Mu Qingren gasped, “Who knows…whether you gave yourself…a number for the women. She is…the third child, so she is called …Where is the third sister?”

“…”

Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

“The imagination of the pavilion master is so rich!”

Mu Qingren curled her lips and then asked: “Yingqiu… really said such a thing?”

“If the pavilion master doesn’t believe it, you can ask the garden master!”

Mu Qing was naturally embarrassed to ask such a question, but she was still very curious: “But why did Yingqiu say this?”

“Because…”

Jing Zhe chuckled: “I think the master of the pavilion should experience this kind of thing himself. It’s better to do it once!”

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First of all, thank you to Dalesji for becoming the 43rd helmsman of this book, thank you boss! Thank you again to the boss of Yinchengfangda for the reward. I often urge Zhonglou to update more in the group. It seems that I really can’t do it today. I’m so sorry to the boss! I’m posting two chapters at the same time, otherwise I’m afraid of being scolded for breaking the chapter… Actually, it’s a bit troublesome to write this part, and I always want to make it more detailed, so that the master-disciple rice bowl in the next few chapters can be justified. Well, I’ll cover it in the next few chapters. I’ve already figured out how to do it. That’s it… I’m here tonight. Thinking about the plot, I have to promote it myself. I can’t let the data go on like this. If you see a yellow mouse in other groups, well, don’t panic, it’s me!

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