March is warm and gentle, and Han Xiu drank the last sip of soup in the bowl at the night stall, feeling comfortable, so he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction
After enjoying it, he touched the listless Han with his elbow?
: I want to go back and tell your sister-in-law that the snacks here are the most delicious duck blood vermicelli
Korean?
A wailing sound: Then you have finished eating, no brother, you have eaten all night stalls here, and I am exhausted if you don’t have to endure.
After eating, Han Xiu nodded and wiped the corners of his mouth with a veil: I will go back and explain to Xiaoyun that he likes the night stall snacks wherever he goes. This time she can't come, so of course I have to try it for her. After trying it, I will tell her carefully.
Korean?
Another wailing: I'll ask your elder brother, can you and your sister-in-law not be so stingy? I can't stand it, but others may not be able to bear it.
Zhang Zhong, who was accompanying him, couldn't help laughing at this time: Mr. Han loves his wife, this is known to everyone in the world, but since Mr. Han has finished eating, let's go somewhere else to have a glass of water and wine. I think Mr. Han hasn't been in the water until now.
Korean?
He cheered when he heard this, and was killed by the eye knife that Han Xiu welcomed. So he quickly calmed his expression and said politely: So, it's a blessing for the hero Zhang.
When they came, Han Xiu said that this time they came to Fengcheng to return gifts to the leader. When they arrived at such a place where heroes gathered, they must pay attention to their words and deeds and not be looked down upon.
The gift was returned, and the leader was dissatisfied with it, saying that the Soul-Breaking Sword was not delivered to the Han family last time. This time, he received the gift in vain, so he kept them in Linfeng for a few days and asked Zhang Zhong to accompany him happily.
Today is their last day. Zhang Zhong led them to a lively place and came to the Xiangfen Pavilion in Linhe without paying attention.
The lantern in the fragrant powder pavilion was full of lights at this time, and even the wind was soft and soft. It took root and wrapped around the man's feet, so you could not move forward any more.
Zhang Zhong stood there for a while, swallowed and vomited out the sentence: Why don’t we go to a flower bar?
Han? Cough immediately: Don’t forget, Mr. Han loves his wife...
The entourage who had been silent behind them suddenly remembered what someone said, "It was what he said when he passed by Xiangfen Pavilion."
But the daughter Hong here is the best in the city. She has been in the 20th year and can't buy it anywhere else. He quickly spit out this sentence and calculated it again. He confirmed that a word here is worth twenty taels.
Haven't finished speaking yet, Han?
One foot has already stepped into the threshold, and the posture is definitely not even a nine-headed cow can't pull it back
The group of four people sat in the private room on the first floor. Zhang Zhong drank a vegetarian wine for a while, but it felt boring, so he became the main boss lady and called a song singer.
Soon a woman came in with her pipa, sat aside and cleared her throat, and said: I'll sing to the old man and touch her.
Zhang Zhong stared at her tall and erect peaks and swallowed: That peony, you should change your first place.
Peony spits at him: "Damn it, how do you know I've learned a new song, okay? Then I'll sing a song of 108 touches, it's so good to you."
Han Xiu's smile suddenly became a little stiff, and Zhang Zhong quickly glared: Mother Xu, please change someone quickly and find someone more elegant, don't just know how to touch it up and down
Xu's mother nodded and went out for a while and followed her. She was a tall girl in a light green shirt, holding a long piano in her hand.
After getting closer, Zhang Zhong found that her face was covered with a layer of green gauze, and her gait was very elegant and restrained. He felt extremely disappointed and waved his hand to let her start.
The woman stood there and told everyone a little blessed, and then she began to play the piano.
As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, Zhang Zhong felt that the sound of the piano seemed to be faint and thoughtless, while the woman's eyes occasionally glided over were more like a resentful confession.
Unconsciously, he had put down his chopsticks, held the wine glass and leaned forward, his mind rippling with the sound of the piano, and finally he felt hot all over. He actually heard the sexual interest from an elegant song.
At the end of the song, the woman stood up again and said goodbye, and Zhang Zhong was stunned, feeling that a newly generated concern was broken by life, and his heart was suddenly filled with endless annoyance.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to keep him. Then he realized that Han Xiu beside him had knocked over the tea bowl, and his reaction was even more intense than him
Are you playing "Yu Lou Chun" just now? This voice is half drunk in Han?
It's trembling when you hear it
Yes, the woman answered softly: This song is rare, but I didn't expect the old man to know it.
So what's your name? This sound is light again, so light that even Han Xiu himself can't hear it clearly.
The woman lowered her eyes and didn't say anything for a while. Han Xiu only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Emei Finally the woman spoke: The little woman’s name is Emei
The fog in front of him dissipated, and Han Xiu's heart calmed down and returned to his original state instantly.
Her name is Emei, Plum Blossom Green, not his peony white
Shaoyao is dead. This woman just like her, she loves to cover herself with the same elegant temperament, and can also caress "Yu Lou Chun", but she is definitely not her
If there is nothing else, Emei will leave. The woman lowered her head, turned around and walked away with the piano.
When she went out, she was carved with the corner of her skirt hooked to the screen. She struggled a few of her thin skirts and couldn't afford it. She was torn apart, revealing her long legs like a jade-like one.
Just a moment of bright light, she quickly lowered her head and left in a hurry, but Zhang Zhong was hooked by the bright light and began to sit and stand still.
Xu's mother Linglong, hurried over and whispered: Miss Emei has just arrived. If Mr. Zhang wants to deflower, then you should be as early as possible. I will sell you my favor.
Zhang Zhong's ears began to get hot, and he pursed his lips and said against his will.
Han Xiu explained his intentions and quickly took the glass and said: If Zhang Daxia has something to do, he can go first. My second brother is greedy for wine and will be afraid that he will not finish drinking for a while. It would be enough to have me with him.
※※※※
After entering the room, I took off my clothes late and took the time to get a thin red pen and hook a peony on my right breast.
After a while, Zhang Zhong pushed the door and rubbed his hands like a boy in his first love.
Even though I turned around, my upper body was naked, and I said softly: You are here
Zhang Zhong's chin fell to the ground, and he didn't understand where the elegant green plum blossom had just gone. The person in front of him was obviously still with the eyebrows, but suddenly he turned into a charming late lotus, with thousands of charms in his branches and leaves.
I tried hard to draw this peony myself. Then I waved again: Why don't you draw it for me?
Zhang Zhong's ears stopped red at this time, and he also became a client who was used to smelling fragrance. He raised his eyes and asked: Where are you going to draw this peony? You won't be here.
When talking, there was already movement in your hand, and your fingertips quickly stroked your nipples.
Then what else can you say? He glanced at me: I've hooked it all, so you can help me fill it in. The white gouache on the table has been mixed with pearl powder, so you have to fill it carefully
Zhang Zhong then picked up the pen, and filled the color with patience, and finally drew a lifelike peony on his right breast.
Later, Mèi asked him to dry the gouache again, and he stood there to blow the air, his breath getting hotter and hotter. He saw the pink nipples standing apart, and finally full and crystal clear, like a budding plum blossom
The male root under his crotch could not bear it, and he quietly stood firm, pushing his long shirt high through his pants
Wanmèi chuckled, reached out to hold his male root, and attached it to his ears and murmured: Good man, if you do something for me, I will make it feel good enough
Zhang Zhong was puzzled, and there was already a long whip in his hand, a long black whip.
Hit me. I pulled all my clothes apart, slid my legs slightly and lay on the ground: Let me tremble and be happy, please...
Zhang Zhong held the whip and was hesitant: Will this... hurt you
Please, the same sentence is still the same, the legs rubbed against each other, and one hand pressed on the breast, the eyes were indeed blurred and thirsty
Zhang Zhong did not hesitate anymore, and whipped it over with a whip, leaving a red mark on his waist.
I felt pain in the evening, and quickly gritted my teeth, half-tilted my body and exhaled, barely making an expression of enjoyment
Zhang Zhong then threw another whip, and then another whip. Seeing the night snake twisting on the ground, the whip marks on the snow-white skin intertwined, he also began to be excited, his breathing became hotter, and his heart was about to burn.
Finally, Mèi stopped moving, lying on her side and gasping, the peony on her right breast trembled
Zhang Zhong bent down and hugged her: You're okay, my subordinates are already showing mercy, and only used three points of force.
It's okay. I gasped in the evening, and I stood up on his hips, unbuttoned his pants and let the male root enter: Good man, now is the time for you to show off your mightyness
Zhang Zhong's heartbroken suddenly started, and he didn't care much about it. He rushed under her, frantically, and interjected back and forth.
After all, he is nearly forty years old and cannot last long. He will ejaculate in a short while and whimper in his throat.
Evening Mèi had already held the hairpin on his head in his hand, and had practiced it many times when planning before, so when he raised his hand, he was accurate. When Zhang Zhong closed his eyes and was intoxicated, he sent the hairpin into his temple.
Zhang Zhong fell to the ground in response, and got up with a trembling trembling voice, took out the prepared long sword and poked it into his heart again.
Then she opened the window again, hid a long sword in the hairpin, wiped blood from Zhang Zhong's wound, and painted it long under her eyes.
Finally, a bowl of vermilion paint was prepared and poured into
After everything was ready, she crawled and pushed the door, poked her head out, and called out with great tragic chorus: Killing someone!
Xiangfen Pavilion was immediately infuriated by her call. Han Xiu was stunned and hurriedly took Han?
Run to the second floor
The door on the second floor was half open, and I was lying on the ground at night. The blood was as if I had been blinded by my eyes. My body was covered with whip marks, and a blood mark was winding.
Only the peony on my chest is white, shiny slightly among the candlelight, and will never be defiled by the dirty world.
Han Xiu's legs and feet became weak, and he suddenly lost his soul after retreating.
It was his peony, which was his peony when he died ten years ago. His body was covered with scars and his eyes were poked blind
When she died, she had been ruined and was completely depressed. Only the peony that connects the heart on her chest was still as white as before.
At this time, someone exclaimed again on the first floor because he saw a man in black with a sword breaking through the roof and swelling under the moon.
Korean?
After sobering up, he reached out to push Han Xiu. Seeing that he was as if he was mud-like, he had to stomp his feet and chase the murderer first.
The people who were watching the fun were all paying attention to the shift, and they all squeezed downstairs to see Han?
A little toe, I also jumped into the hole on the roof
The wind blew outside the door, and the half-closed door was creaking.
Even though she had been lying on her side, she suddenly raised her head, closed her eyes and sighed. The two blood marks on her snow-white face were particularly dazzling.
Han Xiu's scalp was numb, and he tried to calm down and asked: Who are you
Even mèi sighed again: Of course you know who I am. Even if you don’t recognize me, you should recognize this peony. This was drawn by you by yourself.
Han Xiu retreated again and leaned against the back wall, then he exhaled in a continuous breath
You are not Shaoyao. After pinching your nails into the flesh, he finally woke up: Shaoyao is dead, and there are no ghosts in this world.
After enjoying it, he touched the listless Han with his elbow?
: I want to go back and tell your sister-in-law that the snacks here are the most delicious duck blood vermicelli
Korean?
A wailing sound: Then you have finished eating, no brother, you have eaten all night stalls here, and I am exhausted if you don’t have to endure.
After eating, Han Xiu nodded and wiped the corners of his mouth with a veil: I will go back and explain to Xiaoyun that he likes the night stall snacks wherever he goes. This time she can't come, so of course I have to try it for her. After trying it, I will tell her carefully.
Korean?
Another wailing: I'll ask your elder brother, can you and your sister-in-law not be so stingy? I can't stand it, but others may not be able to bear it.
Zhang Zhong, who was accompanying him, couldn't help laughing at this time: Mr. Han loves his wife, this is known to everyone in the world, but since Mr. Han has finished eating, let's go somewhere else to have a glass of water and wine. I think Mr. Han hasn't been in the water until now.
Korean?
He cheered when he heard this, and was killed by the eye knife that Han Xiu welcomed. So he quickly calmed his expression and said politely: So, it's a blessing for the hero Zhang.
When they came, Han Xiu said that this time they came to Fengcheng to return gifts to the leader. When they arrived at such a place where heroes gathered, they must pay attention to their words and deeds and not be looked down upon.
The gift was returned, and the leader was dissatisfied with it, saying that the Soul-Breaking Sword was not delivered to the Han family last time. This time, he received the gift in vain, so he kept them in Linfeng for a few days and asked Zhang Zhong to accompany him happily.
Today is their last day. Zhang Zhong led them to a lively place and came to the Xiangfen Pavilion in Linhe without paying attention.
The lantern in the fragrant powder pavilion was full of lights at this time, and even the wind was soft and soft. It took root and wrapped around the man's feet, so you could not move forward any more.
Zhang Zhong stood there for a while, swallowed and vomited out the sentence: Why don’t we go to a flower bar?
Han? Cough immediately: Don’t forget, Mr. Han loves his wife...
The entourage who had been silent behind them suddenly remembered what someone said, "It was what he said when he passed by Xiangfen Pavilion."
But the daughter Hong here is the best in the city. She has been in the 20th year and can't buy it anywhere else. He quickly spit out this sentence and calculated it again. He confirmed that a word here is worth twenty taels.
Haven't finished speaking yet, Han?
One foot has already stepped into the threshold, and the posture is definitely not even a nine-headed cow can't pull it back
The group of four people sat in the private room on the first floor. Zhang Zhong drank a vegetarian wine for a while, but it felt boring, so he became the main boss lady and called a song singer.
Soon a woman came in with her pipa, sat aside and cleared her throat, and said: I'll sing to the old man and touch her.
Zhang Zhong stared at her tall and erect peaks and swallowed: That peony, you should change your first place.
Peony spits at him: "Damn it, how do you know I've learned a new song, okay? Then I'll sing a song of 108 touches, it's so good to you."
Han Xiu's smile suddenly became a little stiff, and Zhang Zhong quickly glared: Mother Xu, please change someone quickly and find someone more elegant, don't just know how to touch it up and down
Xu's mother nodded and went out for a while and followed her. She was a tall girl in a light green shirt, holding a long piano in her hand.
After getting closer, Zhang Zhong found that her face was covered with a layer of green gauze, and her gait was very elegant and restrained. He felt extremely disappointed and waved his hand to let her start.
The woman stood there and told everyone a little blessed, and then she began to play the piano.
As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, Zhang Zhong felt that the sound of the piano seemed to be faint and thoughtless, while the woman's eyes occasionally glided over were more like a resentful confession.
Unconsciously, he had put down his chopsticks, held the wine glass and leaned forward, his mind rippling with the sound of the piano, and finally he felt hot all over. He actually heard the sexual interest from an elegant song.
At the end of the song, the woman stood up again and said goodbye, and Zhang Zhong was stunned, feeling that a newly generated concern was broken by life, and his heart was suddenly filled with endless annoyance.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to keep him. Then he realized that Han Xiu beside him had knocked over the tea bowl, and his reaction was even more intense than him
Are you playing "Yu Lou Chun" just now? This voice is half drunk in Han?
It's trembling when you hear it
Yes, the woman answered softly: This song is rare, but I didn't expect the old man to know it.
So what's your name? This sound is light again, so light that even Han Xiu himself can't hear it clearly.
The woman lowered her eyes and didn't say anything for a while. Han Xiu only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Emei Finally the woman spoke: The little woman’s name is Emei
The fog in front of him dissipated, and Han Xiu's heart calmed down and returned to his original state instantly.
Her name is Emei, Plum Blossom Green, not his peony white
Shaoyao is dead. This woman just like her, she loves to cover herself with the same elegant temperament, and can also caress "Yu Lou Chun", but she is definitely not her
If there is nothing else, Emei will leave. The woman lowered her head, turned around and walked away with the piano.
When she went out, she was carved with the corner of her skirt hooked to the screen. She struggled a few of her thin skirts and couldn't afford it. She was torn apart, revealing her long legs like a jade-like one.
Just a moment of bright light, she quickly lowered her head and left in a hurry, but Zhang Zhong was hooked by the bright light and began to sit and stand still.
Xu's mother Linglong, hurried over and whispered: Miss Emei has just arrived. If Mr. Zhang wants to deflower, then you should be as early as possible. I will sell you my favor.
Zhang Zhong's ears began to get hot, and he pursed his lips and said against his will.
Han Xiu explained his intentions and quickly took the glass and said: If Zhang Daxia has something to do, he can go first. My second brother is greedy for wine and will be afraid that he will not finish drinking for a while. It would be enough to have me with him.
※※※※
After entering the room, I took off my clothes late and took the time to get a thin red pen and hook a peony on my right breast.
After a while, Zhang Zhong pushed the door and rubbed his hands like a boy in his first love.
Even though I turned around, my upper body was naked, and I said softly: You are here
Zhang Zhong's chin fell to the ground, and he didn't understand where the elegant green plum blossom had just gone. The person in front of him was obviously still with the eyebrows, but suddenly he turned into a charming late lotus, with thousands of charms in his branches and leaves.
I tried hard to draw this peony myself. Then I waved again: Why don't you draw it for me?
Zhang Zhong's ears stopped red at this time, and he also became a client who was used to smelling fragrance. He raised his eyes and asked: Where are you going to draw this peony? You won't be here.
When talking, there was already movement in your hand, and your fingertips quickly stroked your nipples.
Then what else can you say? He glanced at me: I've hooked it all, so you can help me fill it in. The white gouache on the table has been mixed with pearl powder, so you have to fill it carefully
Zhang Zhong then picked up the pen, and filled the color with patience, and finally drew a lifelike peony on his right breast.
Later, Mèi asked him to dry the gouache again, and he stood there to blow the air, his breath getting hotter and hotter. He saw the pink nipples standing apart, and finally full and crystal clear, like a budding plum blossom
The male root under his crotch could not bear it, and he quietly stood firm, pushing his long shirt high through his pants
Wanmèi chuckled, reached out to hold his male root, and attached it to his ears and murmured: Good man, if you do something for me, I will make it feel good enough
Zhang Zhong was puzzled, and there was already a long whip in his hand, a long black whip.
Hit me. I pulled all my clothes apart, slid my legs slightly and lay on the ground: Let me tremble and be happy, please...
Zhang Zhong held the whip and was hesitant: Will this... hurt you
Please, the same sentence is still the same, the legs rubbed against each other, and one hand pressed on the breast, the eyes were indeed blurred and thirsty
Zhang Zhong did not hesitate anymore, and whipped it over with a whip, leaving a red mark on his waist.
I felt pain in the evening, and quickly gritted my teeth, half-tilted my body and exhaled, barely making an expression of enjoyment
Zhang Zhong then threw another whip, and then another whip. Seeing the night snake twisting on the ground, the whip marks on the snow-white skin intertwined, he also began to be excited, his breathing became hotter, and his heart was about to burn.
Finally, Mèi stopped moving, lying on her side and gasping, the peony on her right breast trembled
Zhang Zhong bent down and hugged her: You're okay, my subordinates are already showing mercy, and only used three points of force.
It's okay. I gasped in the evening, and I stood up on his hips, unbuttoned his pants and let the male root enter: Good man, now is the time for you to show off your mightyness
Zhang Zhong's heartbroken suddenly started, and he didn't care much about it. He rushed under her, frantically, and interjected back and forth.
After all, he is nearly forty years old and cannot last long. He will ejaculate in a short while and whimper in his throat.
Evening Mèi had already held the hairpin on his head in his hand, and had practiced it many times when planning before, so when he raised his hand, he was accurate. When Zhang Zhong closed his eyes and was intoxicated, he sent the hairpin into his temple.
Zhang Zhong fell to the ground in response, and got up with a trembling trembling voice, took out the prepared long sword and poked it into his heart again.
Then she opened the window again, hid a long sword in the hairpin, wiped blood from Zhang Zhong's wound, and painted it long under her eyes.
Finally, a bowl of vermilion paint was prepared and poured into
After everything was ready, she crawled and pushed the door, poked her head out, and called out with great tragic chorus: Killing someone!
Xiangfen Pavilion was immediately infuriated by her call. Han Xiu was stunned and hurriedly took Han?
Run to the second floor
The door on the second floor was half open, and I was lying on the ground at night. The blood was as if I had been blinded by my eyes. My body was covered with whip marks, and a blood mark was winding.
Only the peony on my chest is white, shiny slightly among the candlelight, and will never be defiled by the dirty world.
Han Xiu's legs and feet became weak, and he suddenly lost his soul after retreating.
It was his peony, which was his peony when he died ten years ago. His body was covered with scars and his eyes were poked blind
When she died, she had been ruined and was completely depressed. Only the peony that connects the heart on her chest was still as white as before.
At this time, someone exclaimed again on the first floor because he saw a man in black with a sword breaking through the roof and swelling under the moon.
Korean?
After sobering up, he reached out to push Han Xiu. Seeing that he was as if he was mud-like, he had to stomp his feet and chase the murderer first.
The people who were watching the fun were all paying attention to the shift, and they all squeezed downstairs to see Han?
A little toe, I also jumped into the hole on the roof
The wind blew outside the door, and the half-closed door was creaking.
Even though she had been lying on her side, she suddenly raised her head, closed her eyes and sighed. The two blood marks on her snow-white face were particularly dazzling.
Han Xiu's scalp was numb, and he tried to calm down and asked: Who are you
Even mèi sighed again: Of course you know who I am. Even if you don’t recognize me, you should recognize this peony. This was drawn by you by yourself.
Han Xiu retreated again and leaned against the back wall, then he exhaled in a continuous breath
You are not Shaoyao. After pinching your nails into the flesh, he finally woke up: Shaoyao is dead, and there are no ghosts in this world.
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