One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains and one layer of cotton.
The rain on the slender pond was wrapped in the bleak wind, causing the garcinia sycamore leaves to fall all over the ground and pile up into a river. However, the world soaked by icy rain is not always deserted and cold.
The promenade by the Yehe River was hung with grand and festive red lanterns. The faint hustle and bustle in the distance could not be heard clearly, and the red light filtered through the window panes and spread all over the floor.
The fire on the candlestick gradually extinguished and turned into a plume of smoke.
The air is filled with a delicate fragrance, secretly aphrodisiac, just like the ripples of water in a spring pond.
Warm orange gauze curtains are hanging down layer by layer, but they cannot cover the infinite spring light inside.
On the large red oak carved bed, two extremely intertwined figures were making love, and blood was flowing.
The woman's eyes were slightly closed, her lips were puckered, and her voice was sweet and soul-stirring. There was innocence and innocence in her indulgence, which sounded like enjoyment and rejection. The skin all over her body is white and rosy, especially her oval face, which is pink and translucent and not very pigmented. The man holding her in her arms at the moment also had a shockingly handsome face, a pair of long and narrow dark eyes, a body with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and even joints, almost impeccable. The tight and strong muscles were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and every movement revealed strong and dangerous strength.
A black bird flew out of nowhere outside the window, its hoarse neighing, disturbing the whole room.
The man suddenly stopped and looked at the extremely beautiful woman in his arms. His sober eyes fell on her face and instantly turned into a mark.
The man's aura was very strong, and even though he was so happy, his eyes were still cold.
The woman's heart trembled, and she boldly leaned forward, her slender arms tightly wrapped around him like vines, her cherry lips gently brushed his earlobe, and he exhaled a ball of hot breath.
Tonight, she has no way out!
Fortunately, he didn't refuse.
The jade body lay horizontally, the quilt was fragrant and clean, and a blood-red flower slowly bloomed.
Gradually, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, leaving only the eaves still dripping with water.
very quiet.
Xu Zhihuai sat silently by the bed. The man behind him seemed to be asleep, breathing slowly and vigorously. She hesitantly reached out her hand, and to be sure, she quietly took away the jade ring from the pillow.
After a while, there was a soft knock on the door, and Xu Zhihuai dragged his feeble and limp steps out of the house.
Her face was still flushed with the flush of spring tide, and her dress was as thin as wings, outlining a seductive arc, shivering like a newly shelled chick.
The guard behind the door had an expressionless face and ignored her.
Walking out of the yard, a thin and small maid ran over in a panic: "Girl...are you okay?"
"Not dead yet."
Xu Zhihuai didn't dare to delay, changed his clothes behind the rockery, and walked along the hidden path to the front yard.
The front yard is brightly lit, and the silk and bamboo are melodious.
There was a birthday banquet in the Wu Mansion today, and the servants were so busy that no one noticed Pingting's figure passing by.
The opera on the stage was still being sung, and the Eight Immortals were celebrating their birthdays, which was very lively.
Mrs. Wu and three officials' wives sat together and listened attentively. When Xu Zhihuai came back, she raised her eyes slightly and saw that her hair was disheveled and her dress was wrinkled. She couldn't help but frown: "Where has your child gone?"
Xu Zhihuai smiled sweetly and said gently: "Going back to my aunt, the road was slippery on a rainy day. I accidentally twisted my foot. I went back to change my shoes and socks, so I delayed a little."
Mrs. Wu tsked lightly: "You are so careless." After that, she ordered her to change tea for the ladies: "These are all distinguished guests in the house. Go and pour tea for the ladies to say hello."
"Zhihuai is rude."
Xu Zhihuai's whole body hurt like a knife, especially between her legs... But her face was not exposed at all, and her slender bare hands steadily filled the cup with a colorful ball pattern in front of her.
The ladies looked at her figure and face and couldn't help but sigh: "Mrs. Wu, your niece is so pretty."
Under the light, Xu Zhihuai's eyes were dark, clear and graceful, like a delicate porcelain doll.
Mrs. Wu smiled lightly, a little perfunctory.
To think that her brother and sister-in-law, with their simple looks, were lucky enough to give birth to a child as good as her.
One of them, Mrs. Xing, became interested. She looked at Xu Zhihuai and asked kindly: "How old are you, good boy?"
Xu Zhihuai lowered his eyes and replied: "Madam, I am sixteen this year."
"Oh, you are as young as a flower, do you have a wife to marry?"
Xu Zhihuai shook his head shyly.
Mrs. Xing joked: "Is it because your aunt is reluctant to let you get married?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wu put the tea bowl down again, with a slightly stronger force, causing the tea to splash lightly.
Mrs. Show more filial piety.”
Mrs.
Everyone is a show-off, and they see through things without telling them. They smile and be polite: "Mrs. Wu is really lucky. Not only do she have a son and a daughter, but she also has such a good niece who is like a fairy."
Mrs. Wu didn't want to be offended, so she pursed her lips and looked at Xu Zhihuai with a smile but not a smile: "Go back quickly and see if the fall was serious. Carefully injure the flesh."
"yes……"
Xu Zhihuai was eager to leave as soon as possible and quickly curtsied.
Jinhua waited outside in fear. When she saw the girl coming out with a frown on her face, she subconsciously reached out to help her. Xu Zhihuai pressed her hand, quickened his pace and said, "Hurry up."
Jinhua nodded.
Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, she saw a little red on the back of Xu Zhihuai's dress.
Jinhua was slightly startled and hurriedly followed the girl's footsteps, feeling panicked inside.
That wouldn't be blood, would it?
Xu Zhihuai's room was in the most remote corner of the backyard. It was cold in winter and damp in summer, and even when the stove was lit, there was air leakage.
Jinhua looked at the large and small purple and red marks on the girl's body and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my god! Has the girl been suppressed by a ghost?"
Xu Zhihuai sighed: "It's not a ghost, it's Yama, the bloodthirsty Yama."
She changed out of her bloody trousers and long skirt and told Jinhua to wash it quickly and not let others see it.
Jinhua's eyes were a little red, so she bundled up her clothes and went out to wash them, then brought back the hot water to help the girl bathe.
"Why should the girl suffer this... She lost her innocence and ended up with wounds all over her body."
The slightly hot water soaked into the body, causing pain and numbness.
Xu Zhihuai lay on the edge of the bathtub with his head turned, his eyes were exceptionally clear, with a light that was inconsistent with his age.
"If I don't do this, how can I deal with that old bastard? If the old bastard touches me, it will be worse than killing me. I can't bear it anymore."
As she spoke, she picked up the emerald ring and gently put it on her thumb. The dragon stone was of the highest quality, radiant with emerald light, noble and inviolable, just like its owner.
Qing Yihou... Wei Li.
Before the water cooled down, things happened outside again.
The maid Cuiliu was panting and came to send a message: "Young lady, you haven't rested yet. The master said that he wants to see you for something."
Xu Zhihuai's eyes were slightly focused, and he was dressed neatly. When he went out, he saw Cuiliu with a playful smile and said: "Girl, hurry up, don't make me wait impatiently."
That smile with unknown meaning was a bit mocking and a bit contemptuous.
Tonight, Wu Yuan was a little overwhelmed with pride. The house was crowded with distinguished guests and it was very lively. Even the Marquis of Qingyi came to the scene in person, which gave him face and gave him a chance to please.
Naturally, men’s favorite place is Wenwenxiang.
After being drunk and lusty, Wu Yuan thought about that incident again.
When he was in a panic, he saw Xu Zhihuai coming in with a tea bowl.
This child is so beautiful that it makes one's heart palpitate, and so tender that one can squeeze water out of it.
Xu Zhihuai smiled as usual: "Congratulations on my uncle's birthday, this is the newly brewed Longjing." Before he finished speaking, Wu Yuan suddenly reached out.
Xu Zhihuai instinctively retreated, leaving him with a chance.
Wu Yuan disagreed, smiled and asked: "Did anyone send it away?"
"Back to uncle, the Marquis is very satisfied."
When Wu Yuan heard this, he hummed and smiled, feeling a little surprised and a little happy.
What kind of bloodthirsty Yama, aren’t they all men! If you are a man, you cannot escape the land of gentleness.
"My shoulder is sore...come here and give me some pressure."
He wanted her to use her soft little hands to loosen his muscles and bones.
Xu Zhihuai looked at the old beast and said hello lightly.
As soon as she put her hands on his shoulders, Wu Yuan closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh, which was extremely obscene.
"Zhihuai, let me tell you a good thing. We have found a house outside. You can pack up and move out later. I will love you from now on."
Xu Zhihuai's hand was a little stronger: "What will Auntie do if she finds out?" After saying that, he quietly put on the jade ring.
Wu Yuan laughed drunkenly: "She is a woman and can't make any decisions. Besides, if you don't tell me or I don't tell, who will know, so I'll let it go."
His hand was dishonest again and slowly touched the back of Xu Zhihuai's hand.
The girl's hands were smooth and delicate, slipperier than satin.
Is it just a matter of patience?
Then you should bear with it.
Xu Zhihuai sneered, but remained motionless, waiting for him to touch the jade ring, waiting to see how frightened he looked.
Sure enough, Wu Yuan touched the jade ring, turned his head subconsciously, and wondered: "What is this?"
Xu Zhihuai smiled, as charming as a flower: "This is Lord Qingyi Hou's finger."
"Well?"
Wu Yuan was surprised.
Xu Zhihuai deliberately handed his hand in front of him and showed it carefully.
what happened? !
Wu Yuan woke up instantly, his head was like thunder and his ears were buzzing.
He almost froze in the chair. It took him a long time to react. He looked at Xu Zhihuai's face and swallowed: "Where did it come from? Have you seen Mr. Hou?"
Xu Zhihuai leaned over and looked at him with a soft smile.
"Uncle, I have done a big thing for you today."
