Chapter 6 Ancient Tune

He was stunned, "What are you talking about?"

She tried to raise her arm again, "I said you'll sleep with me tonight."

He almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Does she understand what it means to invite a man to sleep together? He couldn't help smiling bitterly. What can he do with the woman's body and childlike innocence? She looked at herself in such an expectant posture. Who could have the heart to refuse? He knew that he was not determined, and he didn't even want to end it completely with her. Now his mother-in-law also got up and made up his mind to let her go when he hated her, but as long as he doesn't see her for a day, missing can drown all reason.

If he can really give up, he won't come to Maywood tonight. He loves her deeply and will continue as long as he lives for one day. He has long lost the ability to restrain himself. He is just an ordinary man trapped by love in front of her. No matter how smooth the official path is, it can't hide his path. He wants to save himself and hopes to live with her forever. Sometimes she secretly regrets that if she had known today, she should not have claimed that she was the daughter of her cousin's family when she came to Chang'an. Otherwise, we can find an individual way out.

He thought a lot. Seeing that she still raised her hand, the sleeve fell to his armpits, revealing two snow-white arms. He walked over and hugged her through the quilt. She is a fragrant sugar man, soft and sticky. He crossed his arms and hooked his neck tightly. After another setback, he couldn't stand it and lost his balance and fell into her warm neck.

Her hand stroked his neck under his broad collar and rubbed his fingers back and forth, stirring a layer of trembling on his back. He was afraid of pressing her and raised half of his body, but asked her to pull her down on her.

This is a moment of benevoking and dizzy, and it is inevitable that there will be some undue reverie. But whenever and wherever, as long as he is awake, he will be a man of ethics. No matter how eager you are for her, you can't do anything to hurt her.

He raised his hand and put it on her nose, "Little devil!"

She smiled, a young and dust-free face, even with a childish smile. He turned to the outer edge and occupied a narrow bed board. She twisted and moved inside and put herself on the couch to make a large open space for him. He pulled a pillow to his side, with great joy in his heart, happiness and sweetness. She has a competitive heart and has to compete with Zhixian. Rong and loving her is her greatest capital, and she wants to occupy him without fear.

One of his arms came across and put it under her neck. She put her face on his broad chest and rubbed it affectionately. "Isn't this the same bed? Have you ever been with Zhixian?

Is she trying to make fun of him? Such a little girl, how can she know what a real bed is? She can only understand it literally! He turned his face to look at her, bright eyes and flashing eyelashes, all of whom ** him. The quilt was covered very low, and half of her breasts were against his ribs, a strange ecstasy, which made people feel numb. He tried his best not to think about it and said, "Stop talking. It's going to be dawn if you don't sleep for a long time."

She pouted, and he lay down with his clothes, insisting on not covering the quilt. She didn't give up and stretched out one leg to hook his waist before lifting it up and asking him to hold it down with his hand.

He looked at her with his eyebrows, "What do you want to do?" Doesn't she really know how hard he endured? Her inadvertent action made him collapse, and it was so painful for a man to see that he could not touch it!

She looked innocent, "I want to suppress you."

He couldn't laugh or cry, "What are you doing with me?"

"I'll press you and won't tell you to run away!" She smiled and finally moved her legs to his stomach.

He couldn't help but be worried and couldn't show it. He only stiffened his face and said, "If you mess around again, I'll leave!"

This is a killer. She quickly moved her leg away. He was just relieved and got into his skirt with one hand. He even trembled in his voice, "Wu Nuan!"

She lowered her face and muttered, "My hands are cold."

It's obviously another excuse! He was about to go crazy by her. He hurriedly pulled out her hand and patted her back.

She cried and muttered, "What's wrong with asking me to touch it? I'm not touching others!" After saying that, he got up and climbed up, lying with his big eyes, "Yong Yu..."

"Hmm." He responded seriously, thinking that she had something serious to say to him.

She shouted again, "Yong Yu?"

He felt like he was being teased and still endured, "What are you doing?"

"I don't do anything." She said, raised her lips and kissed him on the mouth, "I love you."

Happiness surged in, and he was almost swallowed up. Her stupid behavior made him feel at ease. He was obviously very happy, but he deliberately pulled his face and said, "Do you really love me? Then why do you doubt me? Huh? What I said about He Lan is the truth, but you don't believe me! I don't want him to die. I hope he lives a safe life far away from Chang'an. I prepared flying money for him, which can be cashed wherever he goes, so that he can sell his house and land. But he committed suicide..." He looked gloomy and sighed, "He is a meticulous man. Before he left, he hid the purse I prepared for him in the corner for fear of implicating me."

She couldn't help crying when she mentioned He Lan. This fool wanted to become a brand on other people's hearts and did not hesitate to exchange it with her life. He was born for love, and it is not in vain that a person can live such a careless life.

Rong Yu raised his hand to wipe her tears, "I always cry and cried carefully! Living is a practice, and when public morality is complete, they will enjoy happiness. He is not happy in his life, and it is not a good thing to go first. Everyone wants to go to that place. He has a wide range of people. They have settled down there. In the future, we will go there so that we can rely on his leader to run rampant.

I didn't expect him to comfort people like this. She burst into tears and laughed, "You can see it, because he is not your friend?"

He sighed for a long time, "I have known him for many years, but I used to look down on him. In terms of friendship, although it is not deep, there are still some.

She hummed, "When the garden is placed, you can help me find someone to come back, and I will let the jade stove worship for me every day. The relatives in his family don't think they will remember him. He doesn't have to burn incense. Isn't he a poor man over there? I'm used to being big-handed. How can I live a hard life!"

He laughed at her, "You think so well!"

She looked at him resentfully, "He is my good sister!"

The word "good sister" was indeed frightening. He nodded, "I know." He also said, "His Royal Highness is carving stone tablets and waiting for 70 to be transferred to He Lan's tomb. As I said last time, it's better to be buried in Luoyang, where I was originally, and the fallen leaves should eventually return to their roots.

Her fingers stroked the jade collar on his chest and said sadly, "It's hard for Your Highness to still miss him. Unfortunately, it's too late no matter how thoughtful it is now. If you don't cherish it, wait for someone to die. Who will you show them to?"

This is also helpless. Love is nothing compared with politics! Ordinary people still have to worry about the reputation of their families, not to mention the first one in the world! In his opinion, Hong is really benevolent to He Lan. He dragged his sick body for him and saw that he was not very good. Since He Lan's death, he has been coughing blood every day. If it goes on like this, Yang Shou will not last long, and I'm afraid it won't last a year. If there are three advantages and disadvantages, life and death will really follow.

His heart tightened, and he only felt that life was too impermanent. Their example is there, and how should they take care of themselves? No matter how different the broken sleeves are, they are not as good as chaos. He raised a finger and touched her jade-like cheek. Is he going to take her into the eternal abyss for his selfish desires?

The moonlight reflected her eyes, like a layer of dark blue shell. He lowered his head to kiss, and her trembling eyelashes pressed against his lips and gradually oozed water mist. She said miserably, "I want to marry you... What should I do? How nice it is for me to worship you in October!"

She finally said it, as if she was relieved. But he fought harder, as if he had grabbed the collar between his hands and almost couldn't breathe.

He kissed her other eye, slowly moved down and kissed the tip of her nose. "We don't have this day, warm." He didn't know why he said this to her, which was almost cruel.

She cried, this hopeless love! Sooner or later, she will be asked to describe the withered, and finally see through it like He Lan and die with disappointment and determination.

She squeezed his jade and opened her big mouth to her tiger mouth. It's too hard. No matter how finely carved it is, it will hurt your life.

Maybe she should be satisfied. It's her honor that he loves her. I still remember his attitude towards the girls in his mother's family at the wedding banquet of the third son of the Ye family. They greeted him from afar. He only nodded in the direction of the source of the sound and didn't even look at them. She heard those girls talking about him - "Uncle Liu is still like that, and he looks more and more steady!"

At that time, she was very happy behind her back, at least she was different from others. She always feels that she is special. He is close to her and beyond the tacit understanding of her nephew's relationship.

But so what? He is still an elder, high above the gap. Even if they fall in love and hide in front of outsiders, they still can't see the light.

She was stubborn and kissed him fiercely. There was no point. The two of them hit their teeth together and made a crisp sound. Infinite magnification in the ear is simply a roar. She cried again and shed a few jars of tears about this matter.

"Or shall we leave Chang'an and go outside the customs?" She said, "Let's go and spit it out!" OK?"

She is always braver,** and creative than him. He has also thought about her suggestion dozens of times, but it doesn't seem to work. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers in his hand can be put down? The imperial court has a heavy responsibility, which is naturally tighter than ordinary people. If there is a little wind blowing, it is easy to be involved in treason. What should I do when the family is full? Did they leave and leave hundreds of people to be killed, exiled and served as official slaves? He has a responsibility on his shoulders, but he can't!

If you want to go without any worries, there is only one way to resign. But that can't be done overnight, and the court will never agree. Even if it is accurate, it is meaningless to get married early.

For the first time, he felt helpless. He felt guilty and sorry for her.

She hoped for his approval with hope, but he avoided her eyes and did not look at her. She understood that in his opinion, she did not have enough weight to give up everything she had worked hard to build.

She turned her back and shrank into a small ball in a defensive posture. He froze there and couldn't retreat. After a long time, he got up and stayed and left her bedroom before dawn.