Under Wan'er's teasing eyes, Wu Shun quickly glanced at the messy bed, spat lightly, and the base of his fair ears turned red.
Thinking back to the shameful incident just now, and being discovered so quickly, Wu Shun really wanted to find a hole in the ground to burrow into.
The little girl followed Wu Shun's gaze and of course discovered the mischief maker, her mouth wide open in disbelief.
She thought hard and couldn't figure out how Wu Shun's delicate body could bear it.
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Wu Shun stood up, gently pushed the little girl to the door, stared at his beautiful eyes and said shyly: "Why don't you hurry up and prepare hot water? I'll feed your son the sobering soup." .”
Wan'er curled her lips and thought, she just happened to get in, and she actually protected her. Madam's mouth was so deceptive, she ran away with a smile.
Wu Shun smiled slightly and shook her head. She was really a small maid, but she really enjoyed this atmosphere, because the whole Yang family was like this, and it felt like home.
At this time, Yang Fan woke up leisurely on the couch. Of course, he didn't wake up naturally, but from the cold.
Even if you are physically strong and have great martial arts skills, anyone who is naked in the winter will feel cold.
Because after Wan'er lifted the quilt just now, she didn't put the quilt back on.
Although more than two hours had passed, Yang Fan was still suffering from the sequelae of drunkenness. His whole body felt soft and his head was confused for a while.
After taking a look at the surrounding environment, it seemed that it was not in his own house. It seemed that he should still be in the guest building.
Turning his eyes to the naked body and the marks on the bed, Yang Fan was immediately dumbfounded.
What did you do when you were drunk?
After thinking about it carefully, my final impression seemed to be that I saw Wu Meiniang and Wan'er?
This made Yang Fan let out a long sigh of relief. He didn't want to have such a relationship with an unrelated woman.
Since she is Wu Meiniang, there is no psychological burden. No wonder she has been fighting with goblins in her dream!
He rubbed his swollen head and secretly decided that it would be better to drink less in the future.
As expected, Jiang is still old and spicy. He thought that with his youth and strong body, he could easily overwhelm the veteran chefs in the host and guest department, but who would have thought...
hehe.
Falcons hunt all year round, but they are sometimes pecked by birds.
Just as he was about to get up, he turned his head and saw a delicate figure walking in from the door with swaying steps. Every step he took, his brows were slightly furrowed, arousing pity.
The red and blue cotton skirt tightly wrapped around the graceful and slender waist. Their eyes were aligned, and bursts of blush appeared on the pretty face of the visitor.
It's actually Wu Shun?
what's the situation?
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that she was the goblin trapped by him? The situation was extremely embarrassing for a while, and even Yang Fan didn't know what to do.
This is Wu Meiniang's biological sister.
Facing such a beautiful beauty, it would be a lie to say that I have no ideas.
The last time he went to Xuantian Temple to offer incense, Yang Fan took advantage, but he really didn't expect to bring Wu Shun into the house so early.
Because she hasn't figured out how to show off with Wu Meiniang yet, Her Majesty Queen Wu Zetian is not a vegetarian. Yang Fan is really afraid that historical events will happen again and lead to sister Ni Qiang.
So since that incense offering, Yang Fan deliberately avoided meeting Wu Shun alone because he was afraid!
Seeing Yang Fan's uncertain expression, Wu Shun roughly guessed what he was worried about. His pretty face couldn't help but darken, and he bit his red lips and said: "I did this voluntarily. The count doesn't have to worry, I am an ominous person." People don’t get entangled..."
At the end of the sentence, a pair of beautiful eyes became misty, and her voice became choked with sobs.
Looking at the fragile woman like Lin Daiyu in front of him, Yang Fan secretly cursed himself for not being a thing.
After getting along for such a long time, it has long been clear that Wu Meiniang is not as ruthless as she was in the original history. What is she afraid of?
Worldly perspective?
Even Li Shimin, an ancient man, was not afraid of these things. As a time traveler, he is still timid now, which is simply embarrassing and humiliating.
If you always live in the eyes of others, it will really be a waste of God's kindness.
who cares!
As the saying goes, if a person dies or a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of thousands of years. As long as it suits his own mind, he will ignore any special etiquette and customs.
"I'm sorry, as long as you don't let me down, I will never let you down in this life..."
After saying that, Yang Fan didn't hesitate anymore and put his arms around Wu Shun's soft waist.
There was a moment of tongue and teeth mingling, and Wu Shun lay on Yang Fan's broad chest with a happy look on his face.
This apology completely broke down Wu Shun's psychological defenses, made all Wu Shun's grievances disappear, and even completely abandoned all other thoughts.
At this time, even if Yang Fan wanted her to die, Si Hao would not hesitate to come to Wu Shun.
In ancient times, it was unimaginable even for ordinary people for a man to say sorry to a woman.
This kind of thing actually happened to a count. What does it mean?
It shows how much you value yourself!
It shows that this man has never regarded himself as an ominous person, and has never only used her as a tool to vent.
Obviously, in this man's heart, he already regards herself as his woman.
As a widow, what else could Wu Shun ask for?
She used to think she would be alone for the rest of her life, but now that she has such a person who cares for her, how can she not feel excited and happy.
A tremor ran through Wu Shun's delicate heart, how lucky she was to meet such a good man.
Judging from this man's daily behavior, it can be said that he keeps his word.
Although his style of doing things, his concepts and ideas are completely different from many practices of this era.
But everything this man did was earth-shattering.
Selfless dedication to the prevention and control of the smallpox plague.
You can easily earn money that other aristocratic families have not been able to earn for generations.
…
This kind of man is unique throughout the ages, in heaven and on earth. How lucky he is.
Turning over, Wu Shun lay on Yang Fan's chest, holding Yang Fan's neck with his little hands, staring affectionately.
Lovingly stroking Yang Fan's majestic eyebrows and straight bridge of nose with her slender fingers.
The love hidden in her beautiful eyes is as rich as honey in winter that cannot be melted away.
Yang Fan was not a gentleman who could sit still in his arms, so of course he reacted when Xiangyu was in his arms.
Lowering his head and holding the jade-white earlobe in his mouth, Yang Fan mischievously said with a low smile: "Didn't you eat enough just now?"
There were waves of tingling in his earlobes, and Wu Shun shuddered. His soft and fragrant body twisted a few times, his pretty face was a little frightened, and he moaned: "I'm exhausted, please forgive me." .”
With his big hands climbing over the mountains and ridges, Yang Fan snorted and said: "What a fairy, whoever lights the fire will put it out..."
Wu Shun was about to cry and quickly hugged Yang Fan's generous shoulders.
In an instant, their bodies pressed together tightly. To prevent Yang Fan from attacking again, he begged softly: "My body is almost falling apart and it's still swollen!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shun's fragrant lips fell like raindrops on Yang Fan's neck and chest, all the way down...
Finally, Wu Shun seemed to be holding something in his mouth, he was vague and his eyes were charming: "If you dare to move again, I will..."
"hiss……"
Yang Fan took a deep breath, and his whole body tensed up like a bowstring.
Slowly, my thoughts drifted away.
If Her Majesty Queen Wu Zetian also...
Strong mental stimulation, this is a touch that is a hundred times more powerful than the senses themselves. Even after going through hundreds of battles, Yang Fan only persisted for a short while.
Giggle...
A burst of laughter came.
He was actually laughed at!
