Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 291 Advance
"Just like how you miss me, when I haven't seen you these days, I also miss you very much. But even if I miss you very much, there are still some things to do, Yan Jing, I think we can be together for a long time, so I want to work harder, do you understand this feeling?"

An Qingran hugged Su Yanjing, and threw her whole body into his arms.

She didn't want Su Yanjing to see her eyes at this moment.

He has always been too good at seeing through people's hearts. She was worried that he would see something, so she could only avoid it in this way.

She secretly said, Yan Jing, don't blame me, everything I do is for our future, so some things must be done, and sometimes patience is also necessary.

Yan Jing, when the time comes, you must be obedient, not self-willed, you must be good, you must be good.

Thinking of this, An Qingran's hands holding Su Yanjing tightened inexplicably, and before Su Yanjing noticed it, he loosened that strength, stood on tiptoe, and gave Su Yanjing a deep and lingering kiss.

After a kiss, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she held his cheek with both hands and said, "Yan Jing, Yan Jing, Yan Jing—"

She kept calling him.

"Ran'er, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here." Su Yanjing responded to An Qingran in a low voice.

"Yan Jing, hold me tight, hold me tight." An Qingran suddenly said hurriedly.

"Dye'er, what's wrong with you?"

Su Yanjing was disturbed by An Qingran's impatience, and her heart began to be in a mess.

But before he had time to think, An Qingran's enthusiasm swept him in overwhelmingly.

"Yan Jing, Yan Jing, hold me tight, kiss me, kiss me well, I want you, more than ever. Right now, I want you, you know? Yan Jing, I want you The feeling of wanting you is driving me crazy."

An Qingran couldn't help it when he thought that the beautiful days of the two of them would disappear when the plan started to be implemented, and he couldn't help but want to say something to Su Jing.

At this moment, a crazy idea appeared in her mind.

Originally, she might plan for such an idea after a long, long time, instead of rushing at such a time, but she didn't have much time to arrange it.

With that, something has to start.

And once it started, she thought, maybe if she did this, she would be able to survive those painful days when the two of them were not together.

While An Qingran's extraordinary enthusiasm made Su Yanjing very happy, at the same time, there was also a sense of ethereal emptiness. He felt that all this happened was so unreal.

According to the information he knew, during this time, Ran'er should be very busy.

But she, who was supposed to be a busy person, now has this kind of leisure to accompany him here to watch the pear blossoms all over the mountains and plains.

The morning sun is as gentle as a lover's hand, and the pear blossoms all over the mountain are gently caressed, and they are immediately full of vigorous vitality. The snow-white petals become crystal clear under the washing of dew, showing different postures.

At this time, a breeze blows, and the flower branches move with the wind.

From a distance, it looks like a resourceful Confucian scholar, shaking his feather fan lightly, elegantly; from a close look, it looks like a plain-clothed swordsman, with fluttering robes, dancing with the wind.

Compared with the delicacy of cherry blossoms and the charm of peach blossoms, the brilliance of pear blossoms is simple and pure. An Qingran is in it, savoring the fragrance of birds and flowers, as if entering a dreamy fairyland.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten the troubles of the past few days, forgotten so many troubles, and just quietly admired the moving chapters of the snow-white pear blossoms dancing gracefully.

Su Yanjing was by An Qingran's side, watching her raise her head and close her eyes, smelling the faint fragrance of pear blossoms on the branches, she didn't even notice the petals falling from her hair.

Inexplicably, he smiled gently, and gently picked off the petals in her hair with his slender white jade-like fingers, and his subtle movements still alarmed An Qingran.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, it's just the pear blossom petals that fell for you. It ruined Ran'er's mood of admiring the beautiful scenery. It should be my fault."

Su Yanjing gently hugged An Qingran's shoulder and smiled.

An Qingran smiled nonchalantly.

"How can this interest in viewing flowers be easily ruined? Come on, Yanjing, let's sit down. Right now, I want to lie down and look at the pear blossoms. From this perspective, the pear blossoms must be more beautiful."

After speaking, An Qingran lay down, and Su Yanjing naturally lay down side by side beside An Qingran.

To be honest, there is a difference between watching pear blossoms dancing while lying down and watching them while standing. The snow-white pear blossoms are like a steady stream of waves, jumping and dancing under the sunshine and spring breeze. Dancing, white as snow, silvery.

"How is it? Yanjing, doesn't it look better when you look at Pear Blossom this way?"

"Well, it's very pretty, but no matter how I look at it, I still think Ran'er is the prettiest."

Su Yanjing raised her hand to support her head, and stared at An Qingran with a sideways smile.

An Qingran raised his hand and pinched the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "If you are always so tired, staring at it every day, staring at it, you will get tired of watching it one day."

"No, look at Ran'er, no matter what kind of Ran'er it is, I will never get tired of looking at it, just like people need to drink water every day. For me, Ran'er is never tired of seeing and eating. Not greasy."

As he spoke, Su Yanjing Taohua's eyes glowed softly, and he raised his hand to gently sweep away the petals that fell on An Qingran's body.

And An Qingran rushed towards Su Yanjing with a smile, and placed a sweet kiss on his forehead.

"Yanjing, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, it's like putting honey on it, it's so sweet, it makes people want to eat it again and again, what should I do?"

Su Yanjing looked at An Qingran's sinister phoenix eyes, and there was a touch of disbelief in her eyes.

"Ran'er, you don't want to eat me here, do you?"

Will it be what he thinks?Last time in the carriage, Ran'er was so shy, if he hadn't insisted on eating, Ran'er would not have let him succeed.

Now here, it can be said that the field of vision is wide, and there may be passers-by who go up the mountain to see the pear blossoms. In this case, Ran'er is so courageous?

Su Yanjing said that he had, many, many surprises.

And An Qingran picked Su Yanjing's chin with his fingers, and said charmingly, "Then, I want to ask Yan Jing, do you want to or don't you want to?"

"Ran'er, you know it clearly. I will never refuse anything to Ran'er, especially Ran'er's enthusiasm. I really wish that Ran'er would release all her enthusiasm to me."

Su Yanjing's thin lips slightly raised, and her peach blossom eyes sparkled.

He hugged An Qingran right away, resting the back of An Qingran's head with one hand, so his thin lips covered An Qingran's red lips. This kiss was deep and long.

When she left her lips, An Qingran's breathing was a little short, but she was happy and cheerful.

In order for Yan Jing to remember her beauty forever, and to remember this moment deeply, An Qingran didn't just roll with Su Yanjing, but suddenly she was like a butterfly, floating under the pear blossom trees flying all over the sky.

"Yanjing, don't worry, the more beautiful the scenery is, the more you have to look at it slowly and carefully, so that you can better understand what the most beautiful scenery looks like."

Saying that, An Qingran raised his sleeves together, and a soft sword like a song came out.

The dance moves with the sword, the sword moves with the people, people follow the sword, dance with the sword, like continuous flowing water, plus the dancing of the flying sword makes the branches of pear blossoms tremble, and the pear blossoms all over the tree fly out with the sword, falling flowers, falling all over the place. An Qing was dyed all over.

This scene fell into Su Yanjing's eyes, and was also engraved into Su Yanjing's heart. It was frozen into the most beautiful picture scroll and remained in the depths of his soul forever.

And An Qingran felt that the traces left were not deep enough in that scene. When she kept dancing, her dress began to flutter.

One piece after another, as the sword moved, as the flowers fell and the branches fell, the gorgeous clothes were also separated, leaving behind a beauty like white jade.

That beauty, just like the pure pear blossom, exudes the most original fragrance.

Even An Qingran didn't say a word.

But her eyes, her hands, her feet, every part of her body told Su Yanjing and him in the most primitive language.

Her beauty was blooming for him, telling him she was inviting him warmly.

"Ran'er." How could Su Yanjing bear such a shocking scene.

Now, his eyes and heart are full of An Qingran's figure, An Qingran's dazzling beauty.

At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, that is, he wanted to eat Ran'er, eat Ran'er.

As soon as the idea came out, his actions seemed to be faster. He jumped up and landed on An Qingran's side lightly, and then threw An Qingran directly under a pear tree.

He used his robes as the ground, and the pear blossoms flying in the sky as cotton wool.

Firmly, firmly trap An Qingran in this world, release all his enthusiasm, and convey this enthusiasm deeply to the depths of An Qingran's soul.

When the love reaches its peak, when the love is strong, there seems to be no verbal communication between them, and the rest is body language communication.

Warm, scalding, burning, that passion almost burns the pear forest.

It's so hot, so intense, so deep that even the insects in the grass don't dare to show their heads to call out, so deep that the surrounding wild flowers and weeds, and the pear blossoms on the trees automatically sway and dance, bringing their beautiful spring scenery, It was tightly wrapped up.

I don't know how long it has been burning, or how long it has been tumbling. I only know that when the flowers can emerge, when the little bugs show up again and shout for joy, the two people under the pear tree cuddle up to each other, talking softly and sweetly. love story.

"Ran'er, don't make such a fuss next time. What if a passer-by sees her? I don't want Ran'er's beauty to be seen by others."

(End of this chapter)