In the animal-headed bronze incense burner in the hall, incense curled up from the hollow gaps, swirled up, scattered in all directions, and filled the hall.
It's goose and pear fragrance.
There are also things to add to the fun.
This is not uncommon when socializing, for the enjoyment of the guests and hosts, but also for the good-for-nothings who are already physically exhausted.
Of course he doesn't need it.
And he has no interest.
He glanced at the woman next to him.
Making eye contact, the beauty blushed first, her eyes averted, and then she secretly glanced at him.
I have never seen such a good-looking man. Like Zhang Yao sitting opposite, he has a one-in-a-million appearance.
Among the potbellied civil servants and generals in the palace, the two of them seemed like gold in the coal pile and phoenixes in the henhouse.
They could clearly see the situation. There was another woman sitting next to Zhang Yao. Although she looked cold and indifferent, Zhang Yao was very concerned about her and kept his eyes on her.
No better than this one.
one person.
young.
hansome.
Raised Adam's apple.
Big hands with distinct joints.
When holding the golden cup, the half of the wrist bone exposed makes people blush and their heart beats.
Avoiding the beauty's hand, he poured another glass of wine.
The fun stuff in the spices has already had some effect.
He looked down at his own, then looked up at the man and woman opposite.
Suddenly, he wondered out of boredom whether Zhang Yao had done anything to his stepsister.
It must have been used, otherwise it would be like glue and it would be with me even today.
He drank the wine in one gulp without interest.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound underneath him.
The robe was lifted up, and the beauty on the side was so bold that she slowly stretched her hand inside.
While groping, he looked at him.
The implication is obvious.
He squeezed the hand.
A beautiful meal.
The smile on his face also froze.
Just now... I clearly saw a reaction there.
How could you not want it?
Wei Cheng smiled and let go of the hand.
The beauty also laughed.
He couldn't act like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.
In particular, he is not close to women and does not drink alcohol.
If you are too old-fashioned, you will be unsociable. He knows people's hearts well.
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Shen Yinxiao took a relaxing bath in the fragrant soup, put on clean pajamas, and went to bed to rest.
There were books on the bookshelf. She picked one out and read leisurely while leaning on the couch.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark. The servant came in, lit the lamp, and went out again.
Until there was a sound from outside, soap boots stepping on the camphor wood floor in the corridor, it was Wei Cheng's voice.
She debated whether to stand up and greet him. After struggling for a while, she put down the book, lifted the quilt and sat up.
The mullioned doors opened and closed at the same time.
The man's tall shadow paused behind the screen, seeming to be looking for her.
Seeing that the light was on in the inner room, he twisted his neck and walked straight in.
The faint smell of alcohol filled the interior room.
The man's eyes were smiling and his black eyes were looking at her intently. He kicked off his shoes and squeezed over.
"It hasn't been washed yet."
"I'll wash it later."
The man lowered his head and kissed her. The smell of wine was so strong that she backed away.
"Qingqing smells so good..." He reached out to hold her pink cheeks and licked the sweetness on her lips.
Her face suddenly changed slightly, she pushed him away and shrank back in disgust.
"What's wrong?" He didn't know why.
She wiped the fluid on her lips and said coldly: "You should take a shower and rest early."
"Weren't you okay just now?" He paused, "What's wrong?"
"I smell like powder."
"It makes me uncomfortable."
She was at a distance from him.
He understood and laughed.
I lifted my sleeve and smelled it, and there was indeed a powdery scent.
Is this jealous?
He stood up with a smile, admiring the guarded and disgusted look on her face, but fearing that she would really get angry with him, he took off his robe and threw it on the shelf aside, then turned to the bathroom: "I'm going to take a shower first. "
I'll explain it to her later.
In the bathroom, the sound of water rushed, and he came in covered with moisture, lifted up the quilt and stepped onto the bed.
Hold her in your arms.
The man in his arms was still stiff.
His hand touched something cold. He picked it up and took a look. It was an upside-down book, and he glanced at the cover.
The world speaks new words.
"Have you been reading a book today?"
She softened a little and nodded.
Turn the book over.
Shi Chongjiao beheaded the beauty.
Whenever Shi Chong wanted to invite guests to Yanji, he would often make beautiful women drink. If the guests could not finish drinking, he would have the beautiful women beheaded by Huangmen.
(Whenever Shi Chong entertained guests, he always asked beauties to persuade him to drink. If any guest did not finish the drink, he would order his attendants to take turns killing the beauties who persuaded them to drink.)
Isn't this the right time?
The smile on his lips deepened.
Not sure what he was laughing at, the woman in his arms took the book in his hand, closed it, put it on the flower table aside, and urged him to turn off the lights.
"Go to sleep."
Although the girl's voice was calm, a trace of unhappiness could be heard vaguely.
It's okay if you're not happy.
Better than no reaction.
"I didn't touch anyone else."
"Um."
How would she know whether he touched her or not?
Who can't do it in a positive and negative way?
Moreover, even if he wanted to find another woman, she would have no room to comment.
Her current dignity and decency were all given by him.
"It's true." He grabbed her hand and tried it: "If you don't believe me, try it yourself. How can I still be like this after eating it secretly?"
She blushed and pulled her hand away, bursting into laughter.
"Don't laugh, you have to come out and block it for me from now on." He gritted his teeth, remembering Zhang Yaozhi holding Liu Ju's waist proudly today, with a very high-spirited look on his face.
"This is your mission."
"Nonsense." She scolded: "If you can't control yourself, what does it have to do with me?"
"My public food has been stolen by others. What will you eat?" he threatened her.
The girl's face turned even redder, and in the darkness she pinched the bulging muscles on his chest.
The man groaned, grabbed her troubled little hand, put it to his lips and kissed her carefully.
"If you don't want to go, if you don't like those men, you are all the same." She said in a low voice.
"I'm different from them." His voice contained a smile and was gentle and caring.
"What's different? I heard from Yun Xian that people like you always like to play inappropriate games when socializing. You often..."
She didn't know how to describe it, but it was very chaotic and she didn't treat women as human beings.
Be a lustful beast.
"I heard from Yun Xian that some adults would tie up women and stuff fish bubbles filled with water into them...it would take turns...whoever breaks it... "
She spoke brokenly.
"That's them, I won't."
The man is very clean.
"Why can't the general do it?"
"Those people satisfy their desire for power by torturing women. They are cruel at heart, just like men who cannot have sex and like to torture women for fun."
"I do not need."
There was a smile on his lips, and he noticed that the girl in his arms looked up at him, her smile getting deeper and deeper.
"Because the power is in my hands." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, patiently explaining the reasoning to his woman.
Nineteen years old is still too young.
She is more mature than a woman of fourteen or fifteen years old, and less shrewd than a woman in her twenties or thirties.
It is easy to worry about gains and losses.
He had to convince her that he was a reliable and good husband.
Just like that, he considered himself to be a dedicated and considerate man compared to those royal families with three thousand beauties in the harem.
"Love, desire and material desires are all in my hands, why do I need to ask for them from outside?"
"And I don't like the women outside either."
He slowly led her into the golden cage that Jingxin had woven.
Power is his material desire, and Shen Yinxiao is his love desire.
A man wants nothing more than these two things in his life.
Now he has reached perfection, oh no, it can be even more perfect, but that has to be done slowly and cannot be achieved overnight.
The glass bracelet was put back on her hand. It was slippery and passed through her wrist in one go.
Round and round.
Trap her.
Tie her up.
Break her wings and pull out her sinews.
Let her become a green dill that can only rely on him.
Thinking about it, Yin Xiao would never be able to live without him from now on, which made him feel so comfortable, even more exciting than having sex all night long.
The moment he put the bracelet on her again, the blood all over her body was already rushing loudly.
He had forgotten the last time she threw away the bracelet in anger.
If there is a next time...
His eyes were cold.
No, there is no next time.
