On a cool summer night, the quiet nocturne was quietly played by the low cry of insects. The simple yard was still filled with the fragrance of soil, and the naughty flames on the wick were dancing gently.
The sound, the smell, the light, when it is kneaded together, it is warm.
This place is right in Chang'an City, but it looks like a paradise. The troubles in the world have gone far away and faded away.
There is no curtain with silk, no exquisite incense tripod, no hollow flower carvings on the windows, and there are even spider webs on the broken wooden window...
But it is precisely this rough environment that highlights the beauty's delicate body and flawless skin.
Xue Chongxun lay down, Yu Wenji knelt, his tongue had moved all the way down to the abyss of darkness.In her shallow moan, the clear spring flowed down from the ravines of the Black Forest.
Xue Chongxun has indeed played with many women, but he has never smelled that place with his nose.
Sometimes he will think of some strange questions alone, such as the deep and dark place he is facing now...
What kind of breath will the beautiful spring smell?
In his guess, healthy people should be tasteless, right?
So now that he has the opportunity, he pays attention to savoring it.
At first it was mixed with the smell of soap and floral fragrance, which was left when bathing, but after more and more, the external fragrance was dispersed, revealing the original smell.
It's not fragrant, it's hard to describe, it has a very special atmosphere and a little stimulating.
Is it the taste of lust?Maybe, it is not fragrant; just like the wine people like to drink the most is actually not sweet, and it is a bit spicy.
While Yu Wen Ji was breathing, her often soothing rhythm was also disrupted, and her level was different and she seemed a little messy: Xue Lang, you have to ask me to beg you to get me...
Xue Chongxun thought to himself: Yuwen Ji is such a smart woman. She has realized the essence of the game just after doing this for the second time.
It is a process of desire and satisfaction. The more you desire, the stronger it is when you are satisfied.
Her charm is born, moaning, panting, and twisting just right are slowly accumulating the desire in Xue Chongxun's heart.
He had no choice but to hesitate for a moment, he had to stick out his tongue and gently push the two plump and soft and slightly furry lips between her legs, and the rough tongue coating gently scraped through the gap like a wound.
Yuwen Ji suddenly burst out a whimpering crying voice, then she thrust her waist tightly and pressed her lips tightly on Xue Chongxun's mouth and nose, so he felt difficulty breathing.
The feeling of suffocation was very uncomfortable at first, but Yu Wenji's body became tense and she tried her best to hold the soft river clam against Xue Chongxun's mouth and nose. He had no choice but to push Yu Wenji away, so he could only breathe desperately, and as a result, he sucked the slightly sticky and slippery juice into the trachea, almost sneezing.
The lips were already congested and became a little bigger. Xue Chongxun pushed the tip of his tongue into the deep place, and used his slightly rough tongue to stretch and taste the tender wrinkled wall.
Yuwen Ji's whole body was trembling, and her voice was like a begging hum, like a slender hand stroking the strings of the piano, teasing the longing string in Xue Chongxun's heart.
But the depth that the tongue can reach is very limited after all. Yuwen Ji finally left Xue Chongxun's head and face and stepped back to his waist. She stretched her hand from between her legs and held Xue Chongxun's iron stick, and wanted to sit down.
You haven't asked me yet.Xue Chongxun said softly, then bent his legs up so that Yuwen Ji could not sit on that thing.
It seemed like she was teasing her, but Jing Yuwen Ji was not disgusted with this feeling, but she was instinctively embarrassed and was not easy to say.
Her face suddenly turned red and she said in a low voice: Xue Lang, please make me feel better... Please.
Xue Chongxun looked at her eyes and smiled, then put down his knees and lay down flat. Yu Wenji's eyes were blurred. She hurriedly put her head down, red and did not dare to look at him. She just couldn't wait to hold the thing again, then pressed the river clam to it, and slowly sat down.
Pushing open the closed door inch by inch, a different feeling quickly spread from that thing to Xue Chongxun's whole body. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
It's so swelling... Yuwen Ji sang, it sucked away my strength, and I didn't have the strength.
But she soon could not resist the desire to be higher. She sat upright on Xue Chongxun's waist and moved back and forth, and her waist twisted gracefully with her buttocks, and it became faster and faster...
Xue Chongxun only felt that his work was stirring in a messy manner, tightly wrapped around him, and he could even feel the wrinkled touch, sweeping his whole body like a slippery brush.
She was crying, telling, begging, and performing a short seemingly painful but actually sweet love, which was really like love, heartbroken and lingering, making people feel pain, but with sweetness in the bitterness, and want to continue without any effort.
Her soft breasts fluctuate in the air, like the rippling waves of water; her hair drifts in the breeze, like a flying catkins, like a metaphor for the vitality of early summer.
The hazy lights are bright and dark, which makes Yu Wenji's exposed white body also have a hazy light yellow halo, her backward buttocks, her graceful waist, and her slender neck stretched out due to her backward tilt, forming two extremely beautiful smooth curves.
Xue Chongxun, who was trapped in the feeling of clouds and fog, admired the scenery, and became a little magical and a little dazed, as if in a dream.
Yuwen Ji frowned and gritted her teeth and begged quietly, as if she had encountered something sad that made people extremely painful. At the same time, her hands were pressed on Xue Chongxun's abdomen, supporting her body and rubbing rapidly.
In an instant, the room was filled with almost crazy moans and the lewd sound of puffing and whirling due to the excessive activity, and the spring scenery was endless.
Xue Chongxun only felt that the job was getting tighter and tighter. The rapid procrastination made his whole body numb. He couldn't hold on for long no matter what.
At this moment, Yuwen Ji cried, and a hot spring inside her body, and her tense body immediately softened.
Xue Chongxun knew that she had an orgasm, but he was still a little short of it, so he didn't care much, held her delicate buttocks with both hands and continued to push and pull.
She hurriedly called and begged, "Stop for a while, I can't stand it, I'm almost dying..."
I heard that a woman's top state can be maintained for a relatively long time, but after reaching the top, she will instinctively stop because she cannot tolerate more intense stimulation.
However, Xue Chongxun did not let her succeed. After some trouble, he roared lowly, and the whole world seemed to have turned milky white...
The wound was pulled, and it was supposed to be so painful, but he didn't feel it at this moment.
At this moment, he even had the illusion that he could pick up Yuwen Ji's entire body with just one stick.
……
Yuwen Ji fell down, her face turned pale, curled up beside him, her body twitching constantly, and she was still crying softly.
Xue Chongxun reached out to stroke her hair and said: I won’t go back tomorrow. Please take care of me for a few more days, and you will care about other matters.
He was also extremely tired, his eyelids fought and fell asleep in a short while.
……
The next morning, when Xue Chongxun opened his eyes, he found himself lying alone. Yuwen Ji had already gotten up at some point.He shouted: Yuwen Ji, I'm hungry.
But it was Sanniang who came in. She said expressionlessly: Yuwen Ji has left. She passed on the words of the Langjun and asked us to come and pick him up the Langjun back home.
Xue Chongxun turned his head and glanced outside the door. Sure enough, there were a few guards standing outside.
oh.
Xue Chongxun responded with some loss.
He remembered that he had told Yu Wenji last night that he would take care of her for a few more days and stay here for a while. Unexpectedly, she left like this without even saying hello.
When he found out that the person had left, a trace of sadness appeared in his heart. It was really hard to understand.
Sanniang said: The breakfast of your husband is ready, you can brush your teeth first.After saying that, he took a toothbrush and came in.
The so-called toothbrush is to soak willow branches in water. When you want to use it, use your teeth to bite open the willow branches, and the willow fibers inside will spread out, like small wooden comb teeth, which is a very convenient toothbrush, so there is a saying that the morning chews the wood.
Sanniang hesitated for a moment, then put the willow branches into her mouth, bit it a few times, and then handed it to Xue Chongxun. After all, she bit it and wanted to put it in Xue Chongxun's mouth. A trace of abnormality flashed across Sanniang's expression, but then she said calmly: Let's pick up the husband, but I didn't bring me here... Sanniang can't serve anyone, so don't blame him.
fine.Xue Chongxun picked up the toothbrush and started brushing his teeth with a bowl of water. After a while, he said, "Just take the food over, but my hands are fine, so I don't have to feed them to my mouth."
During the meal, Xue Chongxun asked again: I wrote a letter back to my house, have you done it?
Sanniang said: Fang Yuzhong went to do it. According to the instructions of the Langjun, he sent the letter to Xu Zhen, a doctor of Taichang Temple. Xu Zhen replied as the arrangements of the Langjun.
Xu Zhen, a doctor of Taichang Temple, is from Xue Chongxun.
In fact, Xue Chongxun has a very small power in the officialdom and few people can use it. When Feng Yuanjun was in charge of Taichang Temple, Xue Chongxun was a minister of Taichang Temple, but the power was all in Feng Yuanjun's hands. He quietly promoted Xu Zhen among the officials, which was a nail placed in the yamen, so he could barely maintain his influence in Taichang Temple.
Now Xue Chongxun wants to reveal the news to Prime Minister Wei Zhigu, so he can only tell it through officials, because it is difficult for ordinary people to see Wei Zhigu, so Xu Zhen is just in handy.
Xue Chongxun nodded: I understand, the movements in the morning may be three to five days later, wait and see.
Sanniang said again: Because the husband did not say that he would tell Princess Taiping about the prince, we didn’t do anything extra... Isn’t we really need to tell her?
He pondered: No need for now.
He raised his head, as if he saw a calm lake, but there was a surging undercurrent below.
The relationship between the emperor, the prince and the princess was originally very subtle. Xue Chongxun became even more fantastic after he teased him like this...
What will happen? Xue Chongxun is not sure about it now.
The sound, the smell, the light, when it is kneaded together, it is warm.
This place is right in Chang'an City, but it looks like a paradise. The troubles in the world have gone far away and faded away.
There is no curtain with silk, no exquisite incense tripod, no hollow flower carvings on the windows, and there are even spider webs on the broken wooden window...
But it is precisely this rough environment that highlights the beauty's delicate body and flawless skin.
Xue Chongxun lay down, Yu Wenji knelt, his tongue had moved all the way down to the abyss of darkness.In her shallow moan, the clear spring flowed down from the ravines of the Black Forest.
Xue Chongxun has indeed played with many women, but he has never smelled that place with his nose.
Sometimes he will think of some strange questions alone, such as the deep and dark place he is facing now...
What kind of breath will the beautiful spring smell?
In his guess, healthy people should be tasteless, right?
So now that he has the opportunity, he pays attention to savoring it.
At first it was mixed with the smell of soap and floral fragrance, which was left when bathing, but after more and more, the external fragrance was dispersed, revealing the original smell.
It's not fragrant, it's hard to describe, it has a very special atmosphere and a little stimulating.
Is it the taste of lust?Maybe, it is not fragrant; just like the wine people like to drink the most is actually not sweet, and it is a bit spicy.
While Yu Wen Ji was breathing, her often soothing rhythm was also disrupted, and her level was different and she seemed a little messy: Xue Lang, you have to ask me to beg you to get me...
Xue Chongxun thought to himself: Yuwen Ji is such a smart woman. She has realized the essence of the game just after doing this for the second time.
It is a process of desire and satisfaction. The more you desire, the stronger it is when you are satisfied.
Her charm is born, moaning, panting, and twisting just right are slowly accumulating the desire in Xue Chongxun's heart.
He had no choice but to hesitate for a moment, he had to stick out his tongue and gently push the two plump and soft and slightly furry lips between her legs, and the rough tongue coating gently scraped through the gap like a wound.
Yuwen Ji suddenly burst out a whimpering crying voice, then she thrust her waist tightly and pressed her lips tightly on Xue Chongxun's mouth and nose, so he felt difficulty breathing.
The feeling of suffocation was very uncomfortable at first, but Yu Wenji's body became tense and she tried her best to hold the soft river clam against Xue Chongxun's mouth and nose. He had no choice but to push Yu Wenji away, so he could only breathe desperately, and as a result, he sucked the slightly sticky and slippery juice into the trachea, almost sneezing.
The lips were already congested and became a little bigger. Xue Chongxun pushed the tip of his tongue into the deep place, and used his slightly rough tongue to stretch and taste the tender wrinkled wall.
Yuwen Ji's whole body was trembling, and her voice was like a begging hum, like a slender hand stroking the strings of the piano, teasing the longing string in Xue Chongxun's heart.
But the depth that the tongue can reach is very limited after all. Yuwen Ji finally left Xue Chongxun's head and face and stepped back to his waist. She stretched her hand from between her legs and held Xue Chongxun's iron stick, and wanted to sit down.
You haven't asked me yet.Xue Chongxun said softly, then bent his legs up so that Yuwen Ji could not sit on that thing.
It seemed like she was teasing her, but Jing Yuwen Ji was not disgusted with this feeling, but she was instinctively embarrassed and was not easy to say.
Her face suddenly turned red and she said in a low voice: Xue Lang, please make me feel better... Please.
Xue Chongxun looked at her eyes and smiled, then put down his knees and lay down flat. Yu Wenji's eyes were blurred. She hurriedly put her head down, red and did not dare to look at him. She just couldn't wait to hold the thing again, then pressed the river clam to it, and slowly sat down.
Pushing open the closed door inch by inch, a different feeling quickly spread from that thing to Xue Chongxun's whole body. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
It's so swelling... Yuwen Ji sang, it sucked away my strength, and I didn't have the strength.
But she soon could not resist the desire to be higher. She sat upright on Xue Chongxun's waist and moved back and forth, and her waist twisted gracefully with her buttocks, and it became faster and faster...
Xue Chongxun only felt that his work was stirring in a messy manner, tightly wrapped around him, and he could even feel the wrinkled touch, sweeping his whole body like a slippery brush.
She was crying, telling, begging, and performing a short seemingly painful but actually sweet love, which was really like love, heartbroken and lingering, making people feel pain, but with sweetness in the bitterness, and want to continue without any effort.
Her soft breasts fluctuate in the air, like the rippling waves of water; her hair drifts in the breeze, like a flying catkins, like a metaphor for the vitality of early summer.
The hazy lights are bright and dark, which makes Yu Wenji's exposed white body also have a hazy light yellow halo, her backward buttocks, her graceful waist, and her slender neck stretched out due to her backward tilt, forming two extremely beautiful smooth curves.
Xue Chongxun, who was trapped in the feeling of clouds and fog, admired the scenery, and became a little magical and a little dazed, as if in a dream.
Yuwen Ji frowned and gritted her teeth and begged quietly, as if she had encountered something sad that made people extremely painful. At the same time, her hands were pressed on Xue Chongxun's abdomen, supporting her body and rubbing rapidly.
In an instant, the room was filled with almost crazy moans and the lewd sound of puffing and whirling due to the excessive activity, and the spring scenery was endless.
Xue Chongxun only felt that the job was getting tighter and tighter. The rapid procrastination made his whole body numb. He couldn't hold on for long no matter what.
At this moment, Yuwen Ji cried, and a hot spring inside her body, and her tense body immediately softened.
Xue Chongxun knew that she had an orgasm, but he was still a little short of it, so he didn't care much, held her delicate buttocks with both hands and continued to push and pull.
She hurriedly called and begged, "Stop for a while, I can't stand it, I'm almost dying..."
I heard that a woman's top state can be maintained for a relatively long time, but after reaching the top, she will instinctively stop because she cannot tolerate more intense stimulation.
However, Xue Chongxun did not let her succeed. After some trouble, he roared lowly, and the whole world seemed to have turned milky white...
The wound was pulled, and it was supposed to be so painful, but he didn't feel it at this moment.
At this moment, he even had the illusion that he could pick up Yuwen Ji's entire body with just one stick.
……
Yuwen Ji fell down, her face turned pale, curled up beside him, her body twitching constantly, and she was still crying softly.
Xue Chongxun reached out to stroke her hair and said: I won’t go back tomorrow. Please take care of me for a few more days, and you will care about other matters.
He was also extremely tired, his eyelids fought and fell asleep in a short while.
……
The next morning, when Xue Chongxun opened his eyes, he found himself lying alone. Yuwen Ji had already gotten up at some point.He shouted: Yuwen Ji, I'm hungry.
But it was Sanniang who came in. She said expressionlessly: Yuwen Ji has left. She passed on the words of the Langjun and asked us to come and pick him up the Langjun back home.
Xue Chongxun turned his head and glanced outside the door. Sure enough, there were a few guards standing outside.
oh.
Xue Chongxun responded with some loss.
He remembered that he had told Yu Wenji last night that he would take care of her for a few more days and stay here for a while. Unexpectedly, she left like this without even saying hello.
When he found out that the person had left, a trace of sadness appeared in his heart. It was really hard to understand.
Sanniang said: The breakfast of your husband is ready, you can brush your teeth first.After saying that, he took a toothbrush and came in.
The so-called toothbrush is to soak willow branches in water. When you want to use it, use your teeth to bite open the willow branches, and the willow fibers inside will spread out, like small wooden comb teeth, which is a very convenient toothbrush, so there is a saying that the morning chews the wood.
Sanniang hesitated for a moment, then put the willow branches into her mouth, bit it a few times, and then handed it to Xue Chongxun. After all, she bit it and wanted to put it in Xue Chongxun's mouth. A trace of abnormality flashed across Sanniang's expression, but then she said calmly: Let's pick up the husband, but I didn't bring me here... Sanniang can't serve anyone, so don't blame him.
fine.Xue Chongxun picked up the toothbrush and started brushing his teeth with a bowl of water. After a while, he said, "Just take the food over, but my hands are fine, so I don't have to feed them to my mouth."
During the meal, Xue Chongxun asked again: I wrote a letter back to my house, have you done it?
Sanniang said: Fang Yuzhong went to do it. According to the instructions of the Langjun, he sent the letter to Xu Zhen, a doctor of Taichang Temple. Xu Zhen replied as the arrangements of the Langjun.
Xu Zhen, a doctor of Taichang Temple, is from Xue Chongxun.
In fact, Xue Chongxun has a very small power in the officialdom and few people can use it. When Feng Yuanjun was in charge of Taichang Temple, Xue Chongxun was a minister of Taichang Temple, but the power was all in Feng Yuanjun's hands. He quietly promoted Xu Zhen among the officials, which was a nail placed in the yamen, so he could barely maintain his influence in Taichang Temple.
Now Xue Chongxun wants to reveal the news to Prime Minister Wei Zhigu, so he can only tell it through officials, because it is difficult for ordinary people to see Wei Zhigu, so Xu Zhen is just in handy.
Xue Chongxun nodded: I understand, the movements in the morning may be three to five days later, wait and see.
Sanniang said again: Because the husband did not say that he would tell Princess Taiping about the prince, we didn’t do anything extra... Isn’t we really need to tell her?
He pondered: No need for now.
He raised his head, as if he saw a calm lake, but there was a surging undercurrent below.
The relationship between the emperor, the prince and the princess was originally very subtle. Xue Chongxun became even more fantastic after he teased him like this...
What will happen? Xue Chongxun is not sure about it now.