Buqitan
Guan Zheng was already awake. She was lying on the bed, with the thin quilt sliding down from her back to her waist, revealing her smooth and white back.
She rested her head on her arms and looked at Yan Chan's sleeping face.
This was the first time she woke up earlier than Yan Chan, and it was now around the hour of Mao.
Guan Zheng looked satisfied as she stroked Yan Chan's nose with her finger.
At this moment, Yan Chan was lying there upright, with the quilt pressed under her armpits and her hands placed very neatly on her lower abdomen.
Guan Zheng looked at such a "behaved" person and found it hard to imagine that she could be so "relaxed" on the bed.
But she felt sweet inside.
As if possessed by a ghost, Guan Zheng reached out, pulled open a corner of the quilt and slowly lifted it up.
Almost at the same time, Yan Chan held her rebellious hand, put one hand on the back of her head, and pressed Guan Zheng against her warm chest.
Guan Zheng lay on her chest, feeling her heart beating rapidly because of her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Before she could savor it, Yan Chan turned over and pressed down on her, her shadow completely covering her.
Yan Chan easily grasped both of her wrists with one hand, and then lifted them suddenly above her head.
As he breathed, Yan Chan lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose touched hers. The gentle breath that he tried hard to restrain brushed across her cheek, bringing a little warmth.
Although the two had done intimate things many times, being so close to each other still made Guan Zheng's ears feel a little hot.
Her kiss landed precisely on her lips.
As if to rob all the air from her mouth, Yan Chan tilted his head and kissed her in a different direction.
The scent of jasmine lingered around Guan Zheng, even trying to penetrate her body through her mouth.
She loved the taste.
So she began to respond. It was still a little chilly at the hour of Mao. She lay there naked, craving for the heat beside her.
When she was making trouble just now, the quilt was pressed under her body, and now she couldn't pull it out at all. Her wrists were firmly controlled by Yan Chan.
Yan Chan's waist sank a little because a pair of legs were hooked around her and pressing her down.
The hand that was originally clasping Guan Zheng's waist now moved to another position.
That was all, she did not move further, the long kiss stopped, and Yan Chan's face was still buried in the place she was familiar with.
The warm breath sprayed on Guan Zheng's neck. She relaxed and lay her whole body on Guan Zheng.
The temptation of just a taste of it is the most unbearable.
When she closed her eyes and came back to her senses, her hands were busy pulling at Yan Chan's belt. The thin string was wrapped around her fingertips and kept spinning.
Yan Chan propped herself up, blinked twice at Guan Zheng with a smile on her face, and leaned back on the bed with her head supported by one arm.
Guan Zheng pulled open the laces of her pajamas, allowing her to see the scenery below her neck.
"What?" Yan Chan held the hand she extended.
"I'll help you tie it..." Guan Zheng blinked innocently, and the laces slipped out of her palm. Why was it so difficult to tie them?
Maybe it wasn't that difficult, but her heart was in a mess with the laces.
Yan Chan came closer and rested his head on Guan Zheng's forehead, and Guan Zheng's wandering eyes suddenly fixed.
Then Yan Chan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, took her hand to tie the belt in a few seconds, lowered his head and pecked her, then raised the corner of his mouth.
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Yan Chan and his group walked on the stone pillar road, with gurgling water flowing in the gaps.
If this place were brighter, it would be a great place to visit.
Several people walked across the stone bridge, passed through the turbulent waterfall, and finally entered the dense forest.
Yes, this place is very different from Fengdu Ghost Market. Plants can actually grow freely here.
Added a bit of vitality.
Yan Chan turned around and looked back at the waterfall cascading down. They had just passed under the waterfall, and the stirred-up water droplets and the deafening sound of the waterfall made each of them look a little embarrassed.
This is the only way to get to Bushi Pond.
She casually patted her sleeves. They were not completely wet, just a little cool.
She noticed Guan Zheng's hesitant steps again, so she stretched out her hand.
"Do you need me to hold your hand, Guan Zheng?" Her gentle voice came from below. At this time, Yan Chan had already stepped one foot into the grass.
Guan Zheng lowered her head and looked down at Yan Chan's palm, which was held high in front of her and very close to her.
Then, he put his hand on it without hesitation.
Her sleeves were quite long, and when they hung down they covered her hands well, so their hands were not touching, and there was still a layer of sleeves between them.
But Guan Zheng didn't care. After all, she had gotten it many times, so it didn't matter if she missed it this time.
Wu Chunlai didn't know what he was thinking about. He glanced at them quickly and walked away.
However, Shi Guiyi, who was the farthest away from them, stopped and seemed to be waiting for them to go together.
"There shouldn't be any snakes here." Guan Zheng lifted her skirt a little, fearing that it would get stained by the mud here.
As for the life or death of the shoes, she had no control over it.
The fog was floating in the air, sometimes so thick that people couldn't even be seen. However, they were lucky today and did not encounter such weather.
The further down you go, the harder it gets.
At this time, voices were heard from behind.
Guan Zheng turned her head to take a look, then quickly turned back to look at her feet, fearing that she would accidentally step on air and fall. Although she was being led by Yan Chan, she couldn't just sit there and do nothing.
Yan Chan didn't feel anything. Instead, he treated today's trip as a trip, especially when he heard a sound from behind.
They continued to go deeper.
Now, there are voices not only behind me, but also in front of me.
They were caught in the middle and were very quiet.
The noise in the front was obviously louder and more numerous.
Wu Chunlai was walking in front. He was the first to notice the movement in front. It was people.
So many people.
They all blocked the entrance.
"......" Wu Chunlai was silent and speechless.
What's going on? Has everyone in Fengdu Ghost Market known that there are good things in Bushitan?
Logically speaking, shouldn't the information we purchased be kept confidential?!
What is Gao Tinghan doing!?
The sharp-eyed Shi Guiyi only took a quick glance and saw a ghost standing at the entrance of Bushi Pond.
Yes, that's right, there was a ghost standing there.
The ghost was holding a cloth bag in his hand, which was bulging, as if it was filled with something.
The cloth bag was so heavy that it was about to fall down, but luckily the ghost was strong enough to actually lift it up.
Yan Chan felt that the scene in front of her was very familiar. She curled the corners of her mouth and thought, "No way, it can't be what she thinks."
Soon, the ghost confirmed her guess.
"The ticket to Buqi Pond is five taels of silver." The ghost stood there and howled.
Are you okay?! Has the world gone crazy?
Yan Chan pulled the corner of his mouth again.
Her gaze passed the ghost and finally locked onto a hidden corner, where a five-ounce piece of silver was being tossed up and down in the air, and then tossed up again over and over again.
Suddenly, the silver piece stopped, and a figure stood up from the stone wall. He locked onto Yan Chan's position at a glance, and gave her a thumbs up with his masked face.
The silver coin was held in the palm of his thumb.
It’s Gao Tinghan.
Yan Chan gave a look of contempt, then took out her middle finger.
Gao Tinghan didn't get angry when he saw this scene, but smiled instead, and then his figure disappeared into the darkness.
Yan Chan and his group paid the silver with expressionless faces and went in.
They looked at each other tacitly and curled their lips.
Bushi Pond was much larger than the previous Shiya Pond, but smaller than the current Shiya Pond.
Yan Chan stretched his neck and looked down, but he could not see anything in the dark water.
It must be very deep here.
Ah, if something like bones sinks to the bottom... it's really hard to fish it out.
Gao Tinghan thought too highly of herself. She was not very proficient in duck water.
"Buqitan..." Wu Chunlai squatted in place, and just when his fingers were about to touch the water surface, he quickly retracted them, as if he was considering something.
Yan Chan, who was standing by, suddenly remembered what he had said before, that Bushi Pond was also called Little Forgetful River.
I think there is some truth to it, otherwise such rumors would not have spread.
Lethe...
A small stone bounced to her feet, interrupting Yan Chan's thoughts.
She looked up and saw nothing, only a piece of fluttering clothing in the air.
“…”
Suddenly, Gao Tinghan's figure appeared again, and he made a gesture to Yan Chan.
Yan Chan understood, but was shocked.
He wants to jump down by himself! ?
Really? She looked at him in disbelief twice, and then found that he put his hand on his neck.
“…” Great, I’m threatened again.
Then she had no time to explain, she just gave Guan Zheng a pale smile, took a few steps back, and let her body fall into the Buqi Pond with her back tilted back.
Guan Zheng was shocked when she saw this scene, and she stretched out her hand but failed to grab Yan Chan's clothes.
Suddenly, panic filled her heart again, as if she was going to lose Yan Chan again.
She had no time to hesitate and jumped in as well.
Wu Chunlai stood up in confusion. He saw with his own eyes that the two people jumped into the pool, but their figures were still there in the pool, and not even a splash of water was made.
If there weren't two people missing from his side, it would seem as if all this was just an illusion.
"They...disappeared!?" Shi Guiyi stated the fact in a steady voice.
"This pond of fruit is really strange!" Wu Chunlai said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the calm water surface.
Shi Guiyi squatted down and put her hands into the water, then she disappeared from the spot.
Wu Chunlai also wanted to imitate them, but no matter how he touched the water, he did not disappear.
It was as if all his previous excessive worries had become a joke.
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