The beauty wearing a low-cut gauze skirt knew that the nobleman was serving today, so she deliberately leaned up. The new beauty had never seen Wei Cheng before, so she thought she was just an ordinary young master, so she boldly sat next to him, with her high and swollen breasts. It almost stuck to him.
Helian Chongming looked at the two figures standing side by side not far away and smiled: "Ayun told me yesterday that she wanted to come hunting, so I brought her here today. Unexpectedly, she didn't want to be with me, but she specifically Go pick up Mrs. Shen."
He turned back to look at Chongming and sneered: "You're calling me so affectionate? Seriously?"
Chongming smiled faintly: "It's just a casual relationship, just let it go."
"That's fine." Looking at the girl in the distance who was practicing her bow at a fixed target, he held a chopstick and tapped the table repeatedly.
He glanced at the man who was lazily leaning on the couch, raised his chin and tapped the green color with interest: "That girl is a girl from a good family, not a fireworks girl. Is Zhong Yang attracted by her?"
Wei Cheng held the wine glass in his hand and slowly rotated it, smiling and saying nothing. Seeing that his wine glass was empty, the beauty on the side took the opportunity to lean over and pour the wine. Her white breasts seemed to be accidentally squeezed on his elbow, revealing the Bottomless ravine.
"Sir, please use it." The beauty lowered her head and pursed her lips with a smile.
The newly bought Hu Ji is no more skillful and bold than the experienced hands. No matter how bold she is, she will inevitably show a shy and apprehensive look. She has long, smooth black hair, spread like satin on the back of her head, and her breasts are not plump, but white. It was so dazzling that it reminded him of Shen Yinxiao in bed.
He squinted his eyes, twisted an ivory chopstick between his fingers, lifted the beauty's chin, and looked at her a few more times.
"How old are you?" he asked suddenly.
The beauty was stunned for a moment, then blushed and boldly looked into his eyes: "Sir, I am nineteen this year."
"Are you getting married?"
The beauty bit her lip, "My parents are old and weak at home, and I have a young brother to support me, so I have never discussed marriage."
Wei Cheng's hand holding the chopsticks remained motionless, as if he was thinking about something.
Chongming on the side finally understood. Fortunately, he thought he was an iron tree with flowers blooming. This time he was sincere to the young lady named Shen. After a long time, it was still the same thing. Once the person was not around, it was still the same. The man still looked like he was dead.
Men are no better than women. Who did a woman give her first time to? It makes her heart tremble every time she thinks about it. A man’s bed affairs are very separate from other things. Home is home and outside is outside. After sleeping outside, he picks up his pants and goes back. I can still play the role of a good husband and father.
He was originally a little curious about the status of this woman in Wei Cheng's heart. She could hide her beauty in a golden house and be willing to be a hero to save the beauty. But now it seems that it is nothing more than this. She is still not far away, and she does not refuse the welcome of the beauty at all. It can be seen that he is not an important person.
"If Zhongyang likes it, can he send Yingying to your house later?" He teased. "Still a baby."
Wei Cheng didn't speak, he just looked at the beauty named Yingying in front of him. The cold chopsticks were placed on his chin, her throat rolled, and she looked at him nervously.
"You're afraid of me." He spoke with a firm voice.
Yingying opened her eyes wide and stuttered a little: "Slave... I'm not afraid."
He had little patience for her and frowned.
Yingying's face turned pale with fright: "I was frightened by your majesty..."
The chopsticks were drawn along her chin to her temples, picking up the strand of hair that was entangled in her earrings. Yingying's scalp was pulled so slightly that she didn't dare to say that it was about to wrinkle. His brows stretched out again, and his forehead was sweating.
It looked very much like that woman when she was putting on airs.
Chongming had already turned his head to look at the shooting range in the distance. In the distance, Yunxian was wearing a long pink coat. He was holding a bow in one hand and comforting the horse beside him with the other. He stood up and walked slowly over, leaving Wei Cheng and the beauty behind. Under the account.
Wei Cheng watched him walk away and pondered: "How do you not be afraid?"
Yingying was stunned and didn't know what he meant. While thinking, he became impatient and threw a piece of gold to her.
The ingot of gold was thrown at her feet with a clang and rolled around several times. She picked up the gold and held it in her hands in disbelief.
"Think hard."
He threw the chopsticks back on the table casually, and the charcoal fire in the bronze basin was burning brightly. The man was already very angry, and while he was drinking wine and eating venison, he loosened the collar of his collar and wore a crow-blue narrow robe underneath. Wearing a sleeve riding outfit, he leaned back, rolled up his sleeves, and rested his arms lazily on the backrest of the beauty's couch, looking bohemian.
On the protruding Adam's apple, a drop of sweat slowly slid down along the hard curve, across the collarbone, and penetrated into the slightly open undershirt, the tight arms, the strong chest, and the almost handsome face without any Flawed face.
Yingying was fascinated.
On the green and yellow grassland in the distance, Helian Chongming held Yunxian in his arms, lowered his head and whispered something into her ear. Then he held her hand and taught her how to nock an arrow. In the pine tree, the wild goose feather arrow left the string with a "whoosh" sound and broke through the wind, hitting the target fifty steps away.
The girl in a green dress wearing a white rabbit fur collar and a scarf looked with her eyes wide open until she saw that the arrow hit the target, and she clapped her hands in amazement.
The faces of the three people were filled with smiles and joy.
Shen Yinxiao seemed to be asking a question. He opened his bow, turned his head to look at Helian Chongming, and opened and closed his mouth.
Look at her, she looks like she has never seen the world.
It's only a few steps away, there's nothing surprising about it.
In terms of archery, Helian Chongming was inferior to him. When he was still training as a top soldier in the military camp, he always came first in the archery competition every year, and he still shot flying pigeons. Target, just like a joke.
When she looked at him just now, she looked lukewarm. To Helian Chongming and Yunxian, she was more polite and enthusiastic than ever.
Wei Cheng frowned.
"Have you thought about it?" An impatient cold shout woke up the kneeling beauty in front of her. Yingying was frightened by the sudden scolding and stuttered. For some reason, the man in front of her suddenly looked into the distance with a gloomy expression. Her calves couldn't stop trembling: "Think...Okay, no...No...I haven't thought about it, slave, I don't know..."
"roll!"
Veins bulged on the back of Wei Cheng's hand, and he resisted the urge to kick him.
Yingying's face turned pale, and she rolled away shaking her legs. Just in the distance, Helian Chongming turned around and waved to Wei Cheng, who was sitting alone in the distance, as if to indicate to him to come down and play together.
What's so funny about this, he thought.
Shen Yinxiao saw Helian Chongming calling him, standing aside with his bow and arrow in his arms, obediently and quietly.
He paused, drank the wine in the glass, stood up, and walked slowly over.
