Chapter 1009 (1/2)

Donghai City, after a night of wind and rain, ushered in the dawn of the morning. At the edge of a cliff in the suburb, a hand came up from the bottom of the cliff.

”Ha ha. I, ye Shaoqiu, have come back. The ancients said that if you survive, you will be blessed. I will certainly do something. ”

Ye Shaoqiu takes out a box of white sand from his pocket. The cigarette box is not shaped because of the rain. After groping for a long time, he takes out a lighter. After two or three times of fighting, the red flame finally emerges.

Ye Shaoqiu narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. He looked at the cloud shrouded abyss under the cliff with lingering fear. Unexpectedly, the rumors about immortals under the cliff were true.

Ye Shaoqiu carefully recalled yesterday's scene. Several people in black knocked him unconscious and threw him into the cliff on a rainy night. In a trance, he noticed that he had already lost his mind. But there was only a sound of water in my ear, and then there was endless darkness.

He fell dizzily, as if an old man dressed in Yin Yang Taoist robe carried him flying in a cave on the cliff in mid air. In a trance, he heard the old man saying in his ear:

”Boy, I'm Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, and I'm about to fly to the fairyland. I thought my inheritance would be lost. Thanks to heaven's gift, I'm a disciple. That's fate. I'll put my painstaking work, the miscellaneous family of traditional Chinese medicine, into your purple sea. As a doctor, it's my duty to save the suffering of the world. Remember. Remember ~ ”

”Hoo. The future is bright. ” Ye Shaoqiu is like winning the 100 million yuan lottery, shaking his body and sucking a mouthful of wrinkled white sand.

At noon, the sun became more and more poisonous.

After walking for a whole morning, ye Shaoqiu's frozen body came alive under the sun. His forehead was sweating, and his stomach began to growl. He took a look at the smoke of the small town in front of him, and could not help running. Suddenly, he stepped on a soft thing under his feet.

”What is it?”

Ye Shaoqiu thought that he had stepped on the snake, so he stepped back. Looking down, he reached out an arm from the grass nearby. Looking inside, he could see that she was a well-dressed young woman with a white shirt on her upper body and tight jeans on her lower body. Her eyes were closed on her white oval face, presenting a look of pain, A vague murmur came out of the mouth.

”Ah, what's the matter.”

Ye Shaoqiu quickly put aside the grass and picked up the woman. The hot temperature spread from the woman's thin shirt to his palm. The woman seemed to have a fever. She felt the cold of Ye Shaoqiu's body and wrapped him tightly with her limbs. Ye Shaoqiu could not help holding her hips in her hands. She felt two amazing softness in her palm and dizzy in her head.

He looked down at the woman in his arms. She was no more than 25 years old. A pair of light makeup couldn't cover the charm of her face. The two morbid red Fei added a bit of charm. The curly and long eyelashes trembled under the closed eyes. The slightly opened lips were a little dry and full of charm, A head of black hair with the head down in the air.

There is a thin belt hanging around the neck. It looks like a three-star camera. On the chest, it says that she is a female reporter. Her name is very nice. Her name is Han Xuemei.

Seeing what she looks like now, ye Shaoqiu can't help but think of the plot often found in novels. The woman is drugged, and the man has to sacrifice his body to detoxify the woman. Is it that such good things happened to me?

”Well, the ancients said that a gentleman should not take advantage of others' danger. He'd better find a cool place to diagnose first.”

Ye Shaoqiu calmed down, held the woman in her arms tightly, walked about ten steps, and put her on a big stone under a nearby tree.

Han Xuemei murmurs, as if she is more comfortable on the cold stone. Ye Shaoqiu has a general inference in her heart, but she is not sure. She grabs her wrist and puts her index finger on the pulse.

”The four gods of Tianxuan Dihuang line up, and the dragon and the tiger jump. It's hard to move. It seems that I think too much. It's just a simple heat stroke. Just buy a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi water.”

Ye Shaoqiu was a little disappointed, so he bought Huoxiang Zhengqi water and mineral water in the neighborhood store.

A moment later, ye Shaoqiu sweating back to the tree, in order to cool a bit, then there are several holes in the shirt dragged, leakage of strong upper body.

He looked at Han Xuemei's dry lips, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and poured it in gently. Han Xuemei clenched her teeth and the water leaked out from the corner of her mouth.

”Well, I can only sacrifice my first kiss, but it's not too bad to give such a beautiful little sister.”

Ye Shaoqiu looks at the attractive little mouth of the beauty, and makes a decision reluctantly. He takes a bottle of Agastache and pours it into his mouth. He holds Han Xuemei's head in his hands and kisses it without hesitation.

Han Xuemei's teeth clench, Leng is holding tongue pry for a long time to open, ye Shaoqiu did not think the first time tongue kiss should be so bitter, right. The bitterness of Huoxiang Zhengqi water.

”Tut Tut, it tastes bitter, but it's OK.”

Ye Shaoqiu touched her lips, staring at her moist lips, as if in the aftertaste of just that soft glutinous pleasure.

After about five minutes, the beautiful reporter's fingers moved, her eyelids jumped a few times, and she opened her eyes. She coughed violently, felt her mouth saliva suspiciously, and whispered, ”Gee, why does this saliva have a faint smell of tobacco, and her mouth is bitter?”

Han Xuemei looks up suspiciously. He's a man with a squint. He's 1.8 meters tall and naked. He contacts the taste of tobacco and the wilderness.