Chapter 567 Presenting Flowers

The singing of the birds is so crisp, the surrounding green grass seems to be nodding to himself with a smile, the blue sky is like the lake in his heart, clear and bright, Emma lying on the grass seems to be lying on the ground It's as soft as a cotton ball, and more comfortable than the best mattress.

She knew that Zhen Fan did all of this, and she didn't care about it, because she was still immersed in the wonderful experience just now, which was wonderful. Yes, just using beauty is not enough to describe the pleasure of flooding myself like a tide, and then wave after wave invaded me.

God, is this what it's really like to do that thing? It's so wonderful, yes, she can only use the word "beautiful" now, and she suddenly realizes how boring English grammar is, and she can't find a good word to describe this feeling, maybe there is heaven.

But who knows what heaven looks like? God knows, maybe Zhen knows? Emma was thinking wildly, which is a typical woman's distracted behavior after bed. Because of the pleasure of jealousy, they couldn't stop their thoughts, so they could only let their thoughts spread out.

Zhen Fan didn't speak. To be honest, Emma is indeed a stunner. Not only is her voice moving, but her waist is as soft as a willow branch that is about to sway. When it is about to break, it can show very good toughness and complete some movements and postures that are almost impossible to complete.

"Zhen, are you an angel or a God? Why do you always surprise people?" Suddenly Emma turned over and lay on Zhen Fan's body naked. Letting her own softness touch Zhen Fan's chest intimately, it was pressed into two balls of round breasts squeezed out from her armpits.

"Well, what do you think I am?"

"God. No, angel, it will be an angel in the future. The feeling you bring me is wonderful, like the feeling of being in heaven. Really, at this moment, I am even jealous of Christine. She is so I'm lucky. So enviable, I didn't feel that way before, but these days when I'm with you. And today, I think it's hard for a woman not to be envious and jealous of her. You are the kind of man that women dream of !"

These words are from Emma's heart, and she feels that saying them is an expression of love for Zhen Fan. Originally, she was very moved by Zhen Fan. Now this kind of heartbeat has risen to after **. She decided not to keep anything from Zhen Fan. For this man, everything is worth it.

It's just a pity that he has Christine, which is a bad situation. Why didn't I know this guy before Christine? Maybe I can find a way to catch him. Emma was thinking wildly again.

"Hey, Emma, ​​it's time for us to go!" Suddenly Emma heard a very gentle voice and came back to look. It was Zhen Fan, he was already fully dressed. Standing beside him with a smile on his face,

Admiring her naked body condescendingly, she couldn't help but glared at him. Find out the clothes scattered on the grass, and put them on.

The field battle just now made the relationship between the two of them obviously different. Emma was even a little tired of being beside Zhen Fan. From time to time, she hugged Zhen Fan's arm with both hands and let him fall to cross the mountain by herself, which saved her a lot of energy, but she had a feeling that she passed by After this time, the body has never felt tired, and there is also a very energetic experience, even the ears and eyes are much more sensitive than before.

Of course, it was not enough to hear the ants yawn, but she felt that she could see farther, even through some mist, she could clearly see the woods and birds behind the mist.

"Zhen... I feel like I'm different." Emma leaned her body on Zhen Fan's shoulder, exhaled like blue, and spoke into Zhen Fan's ear.

"I know!" Unexpectedly, Zhen Fan said it directly.

"Why?" Emma turned to look at Zhen Fan, "My eyes can see farther. I used to be short-sighted and needed to wear glasses. Now I feel that everything is so clear, so clear, Zhen... ...What's going on?"

"Because we did that just now?" Zhen Fan laughed loudly, "So it's right that you feel this way, if you don't, it would be strange!"

"I'm serious, Zhen, I'm not joking, okay?" Emma pinched Zhen Fan's arm a little annoyed, and now that the relationship has progressed, this small gesture has been dug out by a woman's nature, and it looks intimate , and expressed their different opinions, showing their importance.

"But...Emma, ​​I'm really not joking. Really, this is our Taoist technique in the house, which is to use the things between men and women to continuously exchange and circulate the breath in people's bodies, which has reached the intersection and harmony of yin and yang. To the point, the advantage of doing that is being able to keep people in the best condition, the best physical condition. Now you can feel it. You can see farther, and you can hear better, all because of this."

"Really?" Emma suddenly jumped up happily, "Zhen...that's really great! I never thought it would have such an effect, Taoism is really amazing."

"But... the effect of once will not last for a long time. After a few days, you will feel that such a good state will gradually disappear, so..." Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders at her. That's the meaning you get.

"There is no problem at all, we can do it every day!" Emma looked at Zhen Fan with a smile, "You don't want to, do you? I mean before returning to the United States."

Zhen Fan was speechless, and looked at Emma, ​​she was smiling, as if she was happy to have taken advantage of it. But it's really hard to say who will take advantage of whom, it's just a matter of mutual benefit.

After this time, Emma obviously loves talking and laughing, and her intimacy with Zhen Fan increased exponentially. As she walked, she jumped up and lay on Zhen Fan's shoulder begging for a kiss. The kiss was heavenly Faintly dark. As he spoke, his eyes wrapped around Zhen Fan as gently as silk.

But as Zhen Fan got closer and closer to his home, as the smile on Zhen Fan's face slowly settled down. She also let go of her petty temper and walked with Zhen Fan silently.

There were no stretches of houses in front of him, only a single dilapidated hut. It is a wooden house. Just lying quietly in a mountain depression, the surrounding area is relatively flat, and it is a piece of land that has been leveled artificially. There is a clump of hidden trees around the wooden house. Zhen Fan knows that this is the Fengshui location arranged by the master, which has the effect of concealment.

This is why the cabin has never been discovered. And proudly preserved. It looks dilapidated on the outside, even if people can't find it, it has been unoccupied for a long time. It can't stand the invasion of wind and rain, it's already unbearable. There is a small road in front of the house, which leads to the foot of the mountain with seven turns and eight turns.

"This...is this your master's room?" Emma looked at Zhen Fan in disbelief.

"Yes. Master and I have lived here for many years!" Zhen Fan walked into the room slowly, then stretched out his hand and gently pushed the mottled door. "Crack" sounded a little shaky.

The house is full of dust and cobwebs. The tables and chairs seemed so familiar and unfamiliar. That crumbling bed. There are also mottled window lattices, which made Zhen Fan feel how far the past time was from him.

"Zhen—" Emma gently took Zhen Fan's arm, she had a deep understanding of Zhen Fan's dejection, and the old things that were ruthlessly deprived by the years were displayed in front of her one by one The feeling of being lost is indeed very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have let you come, it's sad to be here with me!" Zhen Fan said to Emma. He patted her hand lightly, indicating that he had nothing to do with it.

Emma let go of her hand in relief. I saw Zhen Fan dragging out an old box from under the bed in the room. The old box was covered with dust. Gently blowing off the dust, Zhen Fan gently twisted the box, opened it, and then took it out Several books are Daoist classics left by Master.

Wrapping it in cloth, Zhen Fan put the book on the table, looked again, and turned to the open space behind the house, where there was a tomb without a tree monument. The fluffy grass on the tomb neither grows tall, nor does it grow any other grasses on it, it is just such a green pile of grave soil.

"This is my master!" Zhen Fan suddenly said to Emma beside him.

"Your master is such a great person!" Emma nodded and said to Zhen Fan, "Because he has such a great disciple as you!"

"Am I great?" Zhen Fan suddenly laughed, "I'm really not great, Taoists don't pursue these things." As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his body, lit it, and put it on the grave of Master, " The old master likes to smoke, and every time we catch game in the mountains, we will change things in the city, and we must change a pack of cigarettes."

When Zhen Fan said this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, as if he remembered many interesting things in the past. Emma looked at Zhen Fan's expression and walked away silently.

Zhen Fan also took out a cigarette, sat on the grave, and smoked it. The smoke was lingering, making Zhen Fan's face unreal in the smoke, and he kept saying something in his heart: "Master, I'm back, I'm looking for the mysteries of Dao, don't worry, I will definitely pass on Daoism in this world!"

After saying this, Zhen Fan felt much more relaxed in his heart. He stood up, but did not see Emma, ​​frowned slightly, checked around with his spiritual sense, and found out that Emma was not too far away. , just relax.

Sure enough, after a while, Emma appeared out of nowhere, her hair was a little disheveled, and there was some dirt on her face and body, but she held a handful of white flowers in her hand. Know where you got it from.

"There are still flowers blooming so well these days!" Emma smiled, and then walked over, placed flowers on the grave of the master, and then drew a sign of the cross on her chest, muttering something in her mouth, very happy Obviously wishing Zhen Fan's master a happy life in heaven!

This kind-hearted girl, Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile knowingly, she actually disregarded her own image for a handful of wild flowers, and of course she didn't know that because of the influence of Feng Shui formation, wild flowers have always been everywhere here, and the seasons are like spring . (To be continued..)