Heavenly Wife

51-60-(END)

Chapter 51: Overnight in the mountains

This evening, the two immortal husbands and wives who left the rented house and did not plan to return to the Four Sea Dragon Palace spent the night in the mountains. They teleported to Wufu Mountain, the highest in Panyun City, found a relatively flat ground, and temporarily placed a two-storey wooden house. There are tea, water, pillows and duvets, and various spiritual fruits in the wooden house, which is no different from usual at home, and may even be better than at home, because there is no interference around, do something shy There is no need to set an enchantment.

It took Feng Yang less than ten seconds to fall in love with this temporary residence. He asked Mo Ting to take some spiritual fruit, and they sat at the door, chatting and chatting while watching the stars.

Only Feng Yang wanted to chat, but Mr. Xian Jun didn't want to talk. He just wanted to talk about life harmony in bed, or talk about life harmony under bed. This place really feels like it, and Dragon's nature can't help but make him a little bit tempted.

Hand unconsciously touched Feng Yang's waist. Obviously at first, I just stunned, but then I did n't know what to do, and I felt like I was consciously touching the place I wanted to touch.

Snapped!

"The rest of my life is long. Don't you be so anxious?" Feng Yang took a fruit and blocked Mo Ting's mouth. "I haven't heard the wind quietly in the forest for a long time."

"Sorry, the atmosphere is so beautiful, I almost forgot my wife was a cute little bird." Mo Ting caressed his hands, unbuttoned his robe and put it on Feng Yang's body with a smile. A large piece of thin moon Indus, as long as the wife is happy, shall we live in the Indus forest at night? "

"... is there a piano?"

"It wasn't there, but the wife must have it." Mo Ting changed, and Feng Yang not only had a piano, but also a piano case and a jade flute. Not far from Yu Xiao is an incense burner. A strange aroma slowly drifted out of the censer.

"This incense?"

"How's that?" Mo Ting said, "Isn't she smart for your husband?"

Be smart!

Feng Yang silently looked at the immortal monk who invited the merit, and then "uncleed" a joy: "Since the husband is so thoughtful, let's play my favorite song for the husband."

Mo Ting nodded with his chin supported.

Feng Yang stroked the strings lightly, and heard the strings humming. The sound was beautiful, and she knew that this was a rare good piano, and she could not help stroking. He played a piece of music that Mo Ting had never heard before. It was slow and melodious at first. Later, the tune became very brisk and the melody was happy. It was a bit like a bird bouncing in the forest after the morning fog disappeared. Like dew falling from leaf to leaf, ticking.

The mountains of Mingming have already been dyed in late autumn. It was a bit bleak, but it was Feng Yang's song that seemed to return to midsummer.

When Mo Ting saw this, he took Yu Xiao and came to his lips. Feng Yang turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were full of smiles, thinking that it was also a wonderful thing for two people to play a ensemble.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing moving over there for a long time.

Feng Yang reluctantly retracted one hand and simply hooked the strings with the other, making a ding-dong sound, as if waiting for Mo Ting.

At this moment, Xianjun sighed and put down Yu Xiao.

Feng Yang's hand fell lightly on the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped. He looked at Mo Ting in wonder: "What's wrong?"