Her voice was ethereal, in the quiet field, under the stars, just like a streamer, let the night Shine and jump.

She didn't know that she would sit on the stone peacefully, wrapped in a thick cloak, only showing a national beauty face in the city. Against the song, she would draw a picture of what a soul stirring picture.

In the distance, there were two young Buddhist monks lighting lanterns in the middle of the pavilion in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, on both sides of the stone table were Liancheng Mo and the master Dao Zhen. The master Dao Zhen touched his head painfully, if not because he was bald, he was afraid that his hair would be touched by his rude actions.

"You're going to lose this game." Liancheng Mo's cool and leisurely opening his mouth, but slowly stood up and stood by the pavilion. His eyes fell on a small bonfire in the distance. Who dared to light up the mountain behind the temple?

The back mountain of the temple was generally not allowed to be entered by outsiders. He closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyesight reached the acme. Only when his accomplishments reached this level, could he be superior in seeing things.

"Huh?" He snorted doubtfully, then turned the master Dao Zhen and said, "you should think about the way to break the situation. I'll go first."

Finish saying this sentence, Liancheng Mo a few rose and fell to go to that pile of small bonfire.

When he came to the campfire, he saw Mengying Lin sitting on the edge of the campfire, singing quietly. Her eyes and eyebrows were the gentleness he had never seen, and her smile was the lightness he had never seen.

He couldn't deny that this woman's skin bag was really rare in the world.

Mengying Lin saw Liancheng Mo fall in front of her like a fairy, she stunned, and the coolness in her eyes flashed away. She heaped up a brilliant smile, immediately stood up and rushed to his arms, then held his waist to play coquettish, "Your Highness, Why are you coming?"

Liancheng Mo frowned, but did not push away her hand. " I see the fire here, come and have a look. If you don't stay in the room, what are you doing here?"

"Make delicious food." With a sweet smile, Mengying Lin raised her head and said, "Your nose is better than a dog. This baked sweet potato hasn't been baked yet. You smell it and find it."

Liancheng Mo's face sank. "Do you compare me with a dog?"

Mengying Lin's mouth was drawn. She felt that in her heart, he was not as good as a dog. However, the smile on her face was more and more brilliant. She smiled, raised her hand, and stroked her fingertips on his cheek. She said, "Your Highness, I am wrong. Do you want me to make amends to you?"

Her tone was seven points ambiguous and three points provocative, her fingers down his cheek, and finally stopped on his hard chest to draw a circle.

She knew clearly that what men like most was not to seek happiness under exciting circumstances. Wasn't this place of wild mountains and mountains exciting? It was better for him to take the initiative, at least to gain his trust.

In this way, she took the initiative to stand on tiptoe. The red lips were printed on his chin, a little bit of beard hurt her lips, but she did not show any disrespect, instead, she kissed.

Her hands groped down his chest, too.

"You are a damned little woman!" Liancheng Mo's throat rolled, his eyes suddenly became deep, his mouth hung a light smile, and he put his backhand around her waist. Next moment, he picked up Mengying Lin.

The fire light reflected on the figure of the two people, a little red filled, but for a moment, it became the most beautiful blooming in the world.

No one knew when the sweet potatoes were roasted, and the fragrance diffused, but it couldn't cover the ambiguous atmosphere.

Until half an hour later, Mengying Lin was panting from Liancheng Mo's arms. She arranged her clothes in a coquettish way. She looked back smartly and smiled, "Your Highness, do you like the way I admit my mistake?"

Liancheng Mo pulled her back to his arms and approached her ear and said, "I am always satisfied with your body."

Yes, he was only satisfied with her body.

He didn't love her, but domineering possession of her, men, always liked his wife with a girl's appearance and was a fairy, but eager to have a woman like a monster who would only use her body to please him, this is the sinful nature of men.

Mengying Lin buried her head on his chest, covering the resentment and injustice on her face with a shadow.

In his eyes, she was just a goblin for fun.

"Ah, Your Highness, I almost forgot it. It must be better to bake sweet potatoes." Mengying Lin suddenly screamed. Then she stepped out of his arms and went to the fire. She picked up a stick and took it out of the fire.

However, she took out some ripe sweet potatoes from the fire in a short time. She picked them up happily, and they were a little hot. She exchanged her left and right hands and felt her earlobes.

"Your Highness, have a taste." Mengying Lin took the sweet potato in her hand and turned it into two parts and handed it to Liancheng Mo.

Liancheng Mo looked at the sweet potato covered with dust on the surface. His face was heavy and motionless.

"Try it. I promise it won't taste bad." Mengying Lin raised her hand again and said, "I'll bet that you have never eaten this, have you? Also, as far as your status is concerned, who ever dare to give you this kind of food, maybe he or she will not want to live. "

Liancheng Mo raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on her nimble expression, but his brow twisted. "Mengying Lin, don't you want to live?"

"Why don't I want to live? I do so much just let myself live." Mengying Lin rolled her eyes at him, moved her buttocks, sat near him, and said, "It's so cold on the high place, Your Highness, do you dare to say that you don't like the way I treat you like a friend?"

To him with this equal attitude was another adventure of Mengying Lin. There were enough flattering women around him. If she lost her special sincerity due to her ingratiating, why should this man look at her more? Was it really enough to use only the body? The woman in the brothel was more unrestrained and seduced men than she was, but could they let this man stay by her side?

So, at the end of the day, it was still on a scale.

Liancheng Mo stared at her again for a while, but did not speak. Instead, he took the baked sweet potato she handed over. "I don't hate you talking to me with your attitude, but only after people."

"I see. Of course, you are the prince in front of others. I won't be confused." Mengying Lin never conceited that this man looked at her, was completely indulged in her behavior.

Liancheng Mo hesitated for a long time. At last, he only took a bite at the cleanest place he thought. Then he was stunned. When he looked at Mengying Lin again, his eyes were cold. "Well, it's not too bad."