Chapter 217 Day, I'm old again!

Yang Guang knew that he could never deceive the woman in front of him. Fortunately, he did not intend to deceive her at all.

"Ha ha, do you know that beautiful women generally have a bad life, and smart women usually don't live long? You are beautiful and smart. Do you think you can have a good result?

Du Meiyue does not object to his immoral statement, "Good people don't live for thousands of years, and you can't die like this, hehe"

"But... tonight, the slave family has to use his whole body to serve the young master... The young master hasn't touched the slave's body for several days, and the slave family has thought about it..."

After saying that, he rushed directly into Yang Guang's arms, and a cold little hand stretched directly into Yang Guang's trousers. Yang Guang had no resistance in the face of her. It's not that he didn't want to, but that his sad body was really bad. As soon as he was excited to do something, he would definitely have no less than 20 wounds the next day, and he became a bloody man again. Moreover, he had shed too much blood on the unlucky trip to Tongguan, and he really didn't want to flow again!

But Du Meiyue's flexible little hand has mastered his lifeline, and now he has no other way but to raise his hand and surrender.

"Hehe, people say that thirty is like a wolf and forty are like a tiger. It seems that you are really young, the year of tigers and wolves. However... The young master is inconvenient these days. Let's change it to fight again. How about it?

Du Meiyue was determined not to take care of it. She still moved her flexible little hands arbitrarily, "Is it really inconvenient? But it's very convenient for the slave's family to touch..."

"Young master, look how good the moon is tonight, and the weather is not so cold. Why don't the slave family serve you well tonight? Didn't you always want the slave family to give you that before... The slave family will follow you tonight..."

With that, Yang Guang's trousers had been taken off. Yang Guang's lifeline leaked into the air in an instant. He couldn't help fighting a cold war. The inn was not as good as the Duke of Sui. There was only a small brazier in the room. Even if it was very close, it was still cold. What's more, Yang Guang has 47 wounds all over his body, and he is not suitable to be striped naked at all!

But now it's not up to him, but to the boss's wife.

Yang Guang's heartbeat accelerated significantly, and the boss's wife actually agreed to his request? In fact, his request is not an excessive requirement. There is nothing at all in the 21st century, but it was a little perverted in ancient times!

He is nothing more than wanting to bloom other people's chrysanthemums, hehe.

It's good. The problem is that his current situation is really open, and it's not a matter of the wound collapse. It's whether he can save his life after finishing it.

So he struggled very much in his heart, and he had never even struggled like this. If at this moment, he was in front of him was a red enemy with a bayonet. There was no way out, and he could only fight with death. But now in front of him was not a red-eyed enemy, but a charming beauty.

This...

"Oh...cool...a little cold...go to bed first...big beauty..."

Du Meiyue was also afraid that he would catch a cold. She took off her trousers and covered his legs, but he was in a hurry to go to bed. Du Meiyue couldn't help but glance at him.

"Damn it, I can't do it with my mouth. I'm more anxious than anything. Wait a minute, I'll go to get some hot water and come back to wash..."

Yang Guang was speechless. Du Meiyue went out to ask for hot water. Yang Guang was lying naked and trembling, but his lifeline was very active and hot. The whole body is cold and its blood is boiling!

Yang Guang laughed at himself, "Isn't it just a woman, brother, you fight for it? Let's not play Golden Rooster Reading and play a tired bird back to the nest tonight, hey hey, okay?"

"Dam, you grandson, I'm your eldest brother. How dare you not listen to the eldest brother's words? Tired birds returning to the nest are not hundreds of birds and phoenixes. What... Do you think it's actually nothing to bloom chrysanthemums? The opportunity will not be missed again and will not come again?

"Hey hey, it's worthy of being the eldest brother's little brother. I really want to go with the eldest brother. I'm going to see red again tonight. Hey hey, it feels so good..."

So when Du Meiyue came back with a basin of hot water, he was singing in ** with a quilt covered with his bare buttocks. Du Meiyue completely convinced him. Although she was not a nest doctor, she was the top master. She knew exactly what Yang Guang's body is now, but did this guy want to open that shameful place? Don't even want your life?

She really can't wait for this bastard to die immediately. He is a disciple, a shameless man. If such a guy is an emperor, he will not stay up to ten women at night. What do he do all day and only cares about the draft girl entering the palace?

"The singing is so beautiful. I didn't expect that the second young master not only wrote poems, but also hummed so obscenely and low-streamed songs, hehe"

Yang Guang immediately blushed and became embarrassed. "You still don't know the young master, so you just talk happily. In fact, he is essentially a good person. You don't know anything else, hey hey"

"Have you washed it? Then come on, the young master will be very gentle..."

Du Meiyue whispered shyly, "What's the matter? Do you want me to go to the second room of the shop to wash it? It hasn't started yet..."

After saying that, he tached the door and checked the window very carefully. Then he went to the corner and gently took off his clothes. Because of the cold weather, he did not take off his coat. He only took off the clothes inside, and then turned his back to Yang Guang and began to wash it.

Clam, clam, a sound of water, thang, thang, thrd, thrd, like the heartbeat of a war drum. Yang Guang pouted his buttocks and stared at the hot scene in front of him in the quilt, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Well...beautiful, don't be shy, turn your face, hey hey"

"I'm sorry? You have always been very brave. Hey hey, it's okay not to turn around. It's more enjoyable to see it later. Beauty, I just found that no matter what angle you look at you, you are so seductive..."

"Isn't it washed yet? Don't be too particular. The young master is very clean..."

But he said it couldn't be clean. After Du Meiyue finished washing, she came to wash it for him. Instead of using her remaining hot water, she had already divided the hot water she had brought back into two.

Yang Guang is very tormented, because he feels that his lifeline is about to be on fire, and he can't wait for a second. Although he enjoys the feeling of Du Meiyue cleaning him in person, he is quite ecstatic, but at this moment, his mind is full of **.

Finally, both of them were clean. Yang Guang lay on ** again and waited. Du Meiyue had also turned off the lights and got into the quilt. The moon seemed to shine into the house, mysterious and hazy, and the air was full of ambiguity.

"Hey hey, beauty, come on..."

"Say... You ordered me again. You are too despicable. Didn't you say you would open the back door?"

"You let go of me, I'm going to kill you..."

Du Meiyue has comfortably put on her clothes and is ready to go to bed. "Do you know why my aunt didn't order your dumb hole? Because my aunt just wants to hear how unpleasant you can say. If you are not convinced, you can shout and wake everyone up to watch the play. Anyway, the slave family doesn't care at all..."