"Mr. Ling, Miss Wang is weak, please take care of her more." Azhu said softly without doubting him when he heard this.

"Ah, I can." Ling Muyun smiled a little embarrassedly, then quickly changed the subject and said, "Come on, I'll help you."

As he spoke, Ling Muyun stepped forward and carried Azhu off the horse, helped her ride on another horse, and then put Abi, who was pressed down to the point of being too heavy, then carried Wang Yuyan on her horse, left the tired horse that was already overwhelmed, and drove the strong horse forward along the country road.

Because there were no pursuit soldiers to chase him, Ling Muyun did not urge the horse to move fast this time. After all, he just robbed two horses and if he was exhausted again, they would really have no choice but to ride.

But as I walked, the atmosphere between the few people gradually became a little wrong.

Because Azhu and Abi were both sad and weak, they were unable to sit steadily if they were solemnly themselves. Therefore, Ling Muyun protected the two of them in front of him, and relied on his arms holding the reins to circle the two of them in their arms, which prevented them from falling off the horse.

But in this way, the four of them sat tightly together. Abi's jade back was close to Ling Muyun's chest, and her fragrant buttocks were also pressed against Ling Muyun's lower abdomen.

Azhu sat in front of Abi. Although her and Abi were petite, they were two people after all. Ling Muyun stretched out his arms and circled them around him a little, and he inevitably leaned against Azhu's chest with the reins.

Behind Ling Muyun, Wang Yuyan's soft and fragrant body was still hidden.

This makes things very lively!

As the horses ran, the figures of the four horses inevitably swayed with the rhythm of the horses. Whenever the horse ran forward, Ling Muyun's hand holding the reins would be driven to squeeze Azhu's soft breasts, and rubbed Abi's fragrant buttocks under his lower abdomen, and his back would be hit by Wang Yuyan's two soft yu girl peaks.

Wang Yuyan behind her breathed slightly, exhaled like orchids, and then she blew on his neck and skin. When she smelled it from her nose, she didn't know whether it was A Bi in front of her, Wang Yuyan behind her, or the faint fragrance of her daughter emitted from the two of them. Ling Muyun only felt that a ball of flame could not be stopped, and she was almost feeling comfortable and flew up.

Compared to Ling Muyun's comfort, the three girls were all so embarrassed that their pretty faces were flushed and they couldn't even raise their heads.

Although Wang Yuyan had already been behind Ling Muyun when she was running away like this before, she was not the case, but at that time she was afraid of the enemy's pursuit, and everyone was determined to run away, and no one paid attention to this matter. But now she became safe and her mood was no longer as nervous as she was, so she noticed many things.

As the road was bumpy, Ling Muyun's lasso on Wang Yuyan's body was slightly looser than before. Wang Yuyan's body had a lot more room for movement than before, but she was weak all over and could not fix her figure. As the horse galloped, the greater the amplitude of her body swinging back and forth, the force of collide with Ling Muyun's body increased.

I felt that my daughter's holy land, which had never been touched before, hit Ling Muyun's back again and again, and was in contact with Ling Muyun's solid and warm back again and again. It felt as if there was an electric current passing by, and a girl's heart seemed to jump out of her mouth.

Wang Yuyan was only in contact with Ling Muyun's back, but the softness on Azhu's chest was constantly squeezed by Ling Muyun's big hands. Although it was just a touch of the back of his hand, it was even more exciting than Wang Yuyan. Even though Azhu was smart and clever, he was just a innocent girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. How could he withstand this? He was determined to stop, but he was still running away at this time. He really didn't know how to speak, so he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Compared to Wang Yuyan and Azhulai, Abi's situation is the best. She just leaned against Ling Muyun's chest. Although she also felt that Ling Muyun's broad chest was so warm that she was panicked, it was much better than Wang Yuyan and Azhulai.

As she walked, Abi felt something was wrong. After somehow, she had an extra stick to her butt, which made her butt feel uncomfortable. She was rushing to escape, and Abi was embarrassed to say that she wanted to reach out and move it away, but her arms were weak, so she had to move her butt as much as possible, trying to move her butt a little a little.

Unexpectedly, Ling Muyun, who was behind her, was moving forward. The stick actually pushed into her fragrant buttocks. The narrow private place between the two semicircles suddenly felt a warm touch, and the stick was actually hot!

Abi felt strange at first, but then she remembered Mrs. Deng, Mrs. Gongye and his sister-in-law taught her something when she was talking to her intimately. She suddenly realized what the stick under her butt was. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and anxious for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, everyone's figures were moving forward again in accordance with their inertia. The thing that was causing trouble happened to hit the most secret part of her daughter's house. A Bi was trembling all over, and a faint moan was heard in her throat. Her body suddenly fell completely and leaned completely on Ling Muyun's broad and strong chest, but her heart, which had only felt warm before, seemed to have become hot all of a sudden!

After running for a while, the sky became cloudy before it knew it, and then it started to rain. When the cool rainwater was poured, Ling Muyun, who was so comfortable that he was about to fly, suddenly became clear. He hurriedly calmed down his energy and suppressed a ball of evil fire that had emerged in his heart. He rode his horse and wanted to find a place to shelter while the rain was not heavy.

The one who was most sensitive to his change was A Bi. He felt the thing under her buttocks that made her feel panicked and hot, and A Bi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart, but then she couldn't help feeling sad and confused. She seemed to have something important left behind in her heart, but she couldn't remember what was left behind.

After a while, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The group of four people were wet inside and out, and their expressions were extremely embarrassed. At this time, Wang Yuyan, who was sitting at the back, didn't care about being shy and said, "Brother Ling, are we looking for a place to shelter from the rain?"

Ling Muyun said: "Miss Yuyan, don't worry, I'm looking for it... Hey, there seems to be a house over there, girl Yuyan, Azhu Abi, let's go and have a look."

It turned out that at this moment, Ling Muyun looked up and saw a building vaguely in the rain curtain ahead. It was just too far apart and the rain curtain was continuous. Even with his eyesight, he couldn't see what kind of house it was.

Ling Muyun hurriedly rode his horse and came close to him for a while. Only then did he realize that it was a large mill common between the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. The stream water of the stream was driving the tall wooden wheels and was milling rice.

When the horse arrived at the gate of the mill, the rain was rustling, and the water was drifting everywhere, and it was already very heavy, so even his eyes could not be opened. Ling Muyun jumped off the horse, not caring about feeling the soft touch of the beauty behind him, and helped Azhu and Abi down from the horse, and took the three girls into the mill with one foot and one foot.

He pushed open the door and entered the house. He saw the stone pestle pounding rice rising and falling, constantly hitting the rice valley in the stone mortar, but no one was seen. However, Ling Muyun was keen on his ears, but he heard a burst of panting in the rice pile at the corner of the house.

Ling Muyun couldn't help but smile and shouted, "Is there anyone here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "Oh" exclaiming, and sure enough, two people stood up from the straw pile in the corner of the house.

The few people looked in the voice and saw that the two were a man and a woman, both of whom were eighteen and nineteen years old. They looked like local young people from the farm. Both of them were dressed in disheveled clothes, their hair was covered with straw, their faces were red, and their expressions were very awkward and slutty.

It turned out that the two were a couple, and the farmer was taking care of the rice mill here, so the young man came to intimate with her, expecting that no one would come in the heavy rain, so he became a little unscrupulous, and he didn't even hear the sound of Ling Muyun and others pushing the door into the room. It was not until Ling Muyun called someone that he was shocked.

Ling Muyun glanced at the two of them and asked, "I wonder what the two of them are called?"

The young man from the farm looked at Ling Muyun and said timidly: "My...my surname is Jin, so you can call me Jin A Er."

Although the farmer's woman was a little afraid of being alive, she was better than the young man and said, "My surname is Li, and her nickname is Hehua."

Ling Muyun found a bench for Azhu and Abi to sit down, and then said to Li Hehua: "Miss Lotus, look at my female companions soaked in the rain. I wonder if you have clean clothes, please give them three sets to change." As he said that, he took out a large ingot of silver from his arms and handed it over.

When Li Hehua saw that Ling Muyun's silver was thirty or forty taels, let alone a few sets of clothes, even if he built a few tiled houses in their countryside, how could he dare to take it? He waved his hands and said, "There are a few old clothes here. If you don't dislike me, I will exchange it for you. This silver... I... I don't dare to ask for it."

Ling Muyun smiled slightly and waved to Jin A Er beside him: "Brother Jin, come here."

The Jin A-Er walked over timidly and asked, "Mr.... Master, what's the matter?"

Ling Muyun stuffed the big silver in his hand into Jin A'er's hand and said, "Meeting is fate. I think that Brother Jin, you and Miss Lotus will be successful. This ingot of silver is the wedding gift I gave in advance."
Chapter completed!