Chapter 15 moth eyebrows

He picked her up horizontally and sent her to lie on his couch. Carefully spread the quilt to cover her, and the two looked at each other, which was a little embarrassing.

Rong Yu is a refreshing person. His bedding is clean and dry, with a fragrant fragrance. She pulled up and buried half of her face in. The brocade was cold on her face, and she looked at him timidly for fear of finding chagrin and helplessness in his eyes. Although a consensus has been reached, I am still worried. After all, it's not a trivial matter. It's more than imaginary difficulties to resign. She thought of her mother, which made her very angry to know that she might be slapped her in the face. But what should she do? Everything is irreparable. They love so hard, who can understand the pain?

She hesitated and said, "My mother will come tomorrow. I'm worried..."

He was silent and said, "I lied to you."

She was surprised. Did he lie to her back to Shen's house? Why? I thought about it and thought that there was probably nothing I could do, so I had to do this. She laughed, and the general had always been righteous and awe-inspiring. This time, how can you play tricks with her wet nurse?

He became more and more embarrassed, "What are you laughing at!"

She glanced at him and said, "I didn't laugh. You were wrong."

She has a cunning nature and is dignified. She is narrow and irresistible. He thought that there was nothing he could do about her in his life. He still remembered that when she came to Luoyang, she was so delicate. With Nuo's face and singing to him, his willow-like waist and white fingers are dazzling. He called his uncle with admiration and fear in his eyes. He loved her and felt sorry for her. He was only responsible, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this in the end.

He turned to his predecessor and lay on her knees through the brocade. It is really the evil root planted in the previous life, and the evil buds will come out in this life. He has been trapped so deeply for only five months. He always thought that he would live a step-by-class life, be his official, marry and have children, and grow old-to-fashioned. But she appeared, the disaster in his life, the cinnabar mole in his heart. He can't give up and can't take care of himself.

She reached out and stroked his earlobe, "I know it's difficult..." She said lonelyly, "If you change your mind, I don't blame you."

He raised his head and said, "I won't ask you to bear it alone, but I'm going to Hedong to recruit troops tomorrow. Fifty thousand troops..." He pondered, "I'll settle down first, and then I can hand it over to my subordinates, and I'll come back to see you."

She said, "Is this lying to me?"

He smiled sulkingly, "No, except that I lied that your mother came to Chang'an, everything else is true."

She was so embarrassed, "That's embarrassing! If it hadn't been for this lie, it might not have happened tonight. Sure enough, everything has a cause and a result. After thinking about it carefully, it is also forced to go up to Liangshan and break out of a road.

He was still a little embarrassed and paused, "I wanted you to come back to Shen's house, but I'm worried about you outside. At present... it's better to return it. I'm leaving. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you.

His current idea is completely different from the beginning. He is much more responsible and is involved in his heart, leaving only the instinct to protect his wife and children. What a magical change, even more than before! It is really close to the heart, with tendons and bones, both glory and loss.

She is still thinking about his departure from Beijing. In the past, she would be euphemistically sad. Now the benefits are immediately reflected, and she can let go of her complaints. He hooked his arm and twisted his body and said, "How long are you going? Why is it at this time? Is it possible for others to go?"

He shook his bones to crisp, and his heart just warmed up. No wonder those newlyweds are always reluctant to give up, and now they have realized it. She never felt that tedious official duties were so boring. She dragged his tired heart. It seems that he is trapped with his wings and can't be tall. He just wants to be with her.

"Be good." He clumsily comforted her, "I'll be back in half a month, and I'll find another place to settle you when I come back. My woman can't live in Lansheng's industry.

He regarded her as a private property and didn't want to be coveted at all. Her face was hot and she muttered shyly, "Who is your woman!"

He knew that the girl's face was tender. Looking at the moonlight, she lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes covered her pupils and answered shyly. He seemed to be on the boat, throwing high and low waves. She couldn't help getting up to the edge of the bed. She became more and more embarrassed, but the smile on her face rose layer by layer. He pretended to be generous and asked in his hand, "It's so cold!"

He took half of the quilt to signal him to come in. He hesitated for a moment and took off his shoes and went to bed. It's like practicing thousands of times, and naturally crossing an arm to hold her. She leaned gently in his arms and spoke silently for a moment, and no one spoke.

There is only a little time left, and it is already the second half of the night. At dawn, he was about to leave, and they were a little sad.

The quilt gradually warmed up, and the bare feet touched a place, causing a tremor of chestnuts. Bu Nuan was embarrassed and moved to the edge, thinking about Xiu's place. She said she would go back to Yanbo Building to have a look. She didn't want to go in the middle of the night. She must have guessed everything. How to explain later? In fact, there is no need to explain. The more you cover it up, the more fake it becomes. She must have looked for her in Yanbo Tower and expected that she would come to Zhuzhi Hall. In the middle of the night, I didn't even palm the lamp...

"I should go back." She whispered, "When it's dawn, people can see..."

He stopped talking and said for a long time, "If you and Lan Sheng have a chance, please mention it to him and listen to what he means. If it's not clear, I'll ask him to plead guilty when I come back. Zhixian, I will take good care of this head. If she is angry with you, don't care about her... After all, we have delayed both of them. Look at my face!"

She listened and made an unhappy look, "You will relieve her. I don't care about it. What should I do to see your face?"

He was so speechless that he simply shut up. She looked at his pimple face, but the depression of the past few months was swept away and she became complatic. He squeezed his mouth and smiled, with two shallow pear nests on his cheeks. He deliberately raised his head and sprayed his hot breath on his chin, "Why didn't you say anything?"

He said angrily, "What did you say? It's all for you to say..."

At such a close distance, he lowered his head and happened to meet her plump red lips. It's like a poison that dements the soul. The brain can't catch up with the action and has kissed it firmly.

It's not enough for the first time. He was obviously the most self-contained and repeatedly warned himself to hold on, but he couldn't stop at the beginning.

The wild sparks in his heart were burning, and he almost melted. She was in his palm, which was so beautiful that it made him crazy. He returned to the world of drunkenness. He suspected that he might not be really drunk before, but he didn't want to wake up. What about now? There is no reason why I want to fall.

He pushed her hard against the bed, and Tilian's carvings hurt her. She knew that he was passionate and didn't want to interrupt him. First, he was drunk, which was a pity for her. She always felt that he had done it unconsciously, which was not his intention. At present, he understands, understands... knows what he is doing.

She is still afraid, not very good memories... She indulged in again, his lips, his tongue, his touch... Because of deep love, she is willing.

She kissed his throat knot, and he sighed in a low voice. His hands passed through her armpits and embedded her into her chest in an anti-cut position. With a slight close of her arm, she collided with him with her chest out. Only then did she know that he was such a bad person, and she blushed for a moment. He earns and can't break away, so he has to ask for it.

His breath is unstable, and his fingers go there. She was so scared that she suppressed it and whispered in horror. He looked up at her and frowned, "Does it still hurt?"

She twisted and didn't know how to answer. In a panic, he covered his face with his hand and said for a long time, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Now he is frozen there, and this painful question is more difficult to answer. He told her with his limited knowledge of boudoir, "Women will probably hurt for the first time, but men won't."

She is very wronged. God is really unfair. Why is she suffering, but he enjoys it?

But he doesn't think this is a suitable topic to discuss at the time. He knew that he was indulgent and a little arbitrary. But he is really uncontrollable, and every moment comes as the end. It seems that there is no tomorrow after today.

When he was between her legs, he saw the tears of fear in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and straightened her neck, as if she were going to the execution ground. He suddenly found himself like a beast, just wanting to be happy, regardless of her life or death.

He breathed down and fell on her and gasped. She was surprised and pushed him, and he didn't move. She felt comforted that he wronged herself like this!

"rong yu..."

He hummed sullenly, "What?"

She likes to listen to his "um" most, which is round and has no edge. However, this trance contained a little low mood, which couldn't help but make her heartbroken.

She went to pull his face and kissed him warmly. "It doesn't matter, don't stop..."

He hesitated and blindly endured, "But you will hurt."

This tone is like an innocent child! Instead, she went to comfort him and really didn't dare to look at him, because she closed her eyes and said shyly, "I'm happy."

He took a deep breath and couldn't withstand the shy gentleness between her eyebrows.

He finally merged with her, but fortunately it was not as she expected. This time is much better than the last time. Even though it still hurts, it is not so unbearable.

She climbed up to his arm and could swallow no matter how much bitter it was. He is hers, and nothing is more satisfying than this!

He paused for a moment, and then began to shrug lightly. She rippled with the waves, and he was the best craftsman, putting together the torn feelings into a complete painting. As long as she is attached to him, she doesn't think about anything.

His eyes did not leave her eyes and kissed her again and again to minimize the damage.

Such a beautiful child... his woman!

Her eyebrows gradually relaxed and understood how to respond gently. He watched her under him, blooming from a bud into an enchanting flower. Blurred eyes, moving red lips. His heart couldn't stop shaking, and it became more and more unbearable.

Every time he reached the depths of her soul, the strange experience made her at a loss. She heard her shameful moan and begged him to give more - getting closer and closer, and brilliant sparks bloomed in her mind.

She reached out and hugged him tightly, and I hope it will be a new world in the future!