Chapter 280 In the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man

Lu Mengji's face turned red, but his eyes still looked at Lin Daimo wide, and a pair of autumn water eyes fell deeply into those dark eyes.

"Jier, you are really getting bolder and bolder," Lin Daimo rubbed on her lips happily.

"Don't move, watch your wound!" Lu Mengji nodded Lin Daimo's forehead anxiously and pushed his body over Lin Daimo.

"What's that little injury? Now we have more important things to do. Well, why is your body still so fragrant?" Lin Daimo reached out to put his arms around Lu Mengji and pressed her on himself.

The posture of women and men makes people blush no matter how they think about it.

Lin Daimo felt the temperature above his body and sighed contentedly, "Jier, with you in my life, I have no regret in my life! Jianer, do you have a fever? Why is it so hot..."

Lu Mengjian's face turned red. She struggled to get up from Lin Daimo, but her body was firmly imprisoned by him. The more she struggled, the tighter she became. She gently slapped Lin Daimo's shoulder, "Bad man, let go, or I will call people in."

"Jier, my good wife, just shout, are you afraid that what our husband and wife have done will not be seen by others?" Lin Dai looked at Lu Mengji narrowly, but his arm was still easy to open Lu Mengji. He didn't have such a big belly to expose his wife to others.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Can I cook it for you?" Lu Mengzhi was thinking about the man in front of him for a day, but he shook his head repeatedly.

"I'm not hungry, Jian'er, you're so beautiful and delicious. I'm full when I look at you, but if I can take a bite of you, it will be more complete." Lin Daimo reached out and pulled Lu Mengji. Unexpectedly, Lu Mengji had been prepared for a long time. Her hand was like a slippery loach, free from Lin Daimo's hand.

"It's not serious. It's still broad daylight. Don't mess around! When you went to the battlefield, you were even more slick." Lu Mengjian threw the words to Lin Daimo and went straight out of the door. She hadn't seen her for a long time. She had wanted to cook a dinner for him for a long time. Seeing him suddenly appear in front of her, Lu Mengjian's hand began to itch again.

Lin Dai couldn't eat tofu, so he had to lie honestly and listen carefully to the sound of the outside world. From time to time, a faint fragrance floated in, which was refreshing.

For a while, the aroma of the food floated in, and Lin Daimo smelled and swallowed saliva. Although he couldn't eat Lu Mengji directly, the body of this ordinary man still inevitably filled his fragile body with food.

Lu Mengji came to Huo Zhai to cook for the first time and made a mess. Before burning the kitchen, he finally brought out dinner.

The simple home-cooked dishes are the same as before, which makes Lin Daimo suddenly remind him of the days in Shita Village. At that time, although the life was poor and the two were always noisy, every time he thought of it, it still made Lin Daimo infinitely fascinated.

After dinner, Lin Daimo didn't want to go back to ** anyway, and has been following Lu Mengjie like a fart worm. Lu Mengji read two pages of the book and was annoyed by the man beside him. He had to put down his work and blow out the candle early to climb to **.

But even in **, Lin Daimo is still dishonest. Lu Meng Jian moved one point in, and he followed him over and pushed Lu Meng Jian to the wall. Then he put his hands and feet on Lu Meng Jian's body and gossiped.

"Jier, I dreamed of you last night!" Lin Daimo wrapped his hand around Lu Mengji in front of him, and his voice was gentle and magnetic.

Lu Mengji remembered the spring dream last night and clenched his lips and hummed softly, "What did you dream about?"

Lin Daimo smiled and stopped talking, but put his mouth over again and gently held the petite and lovely earlobe, which made Lu Mengzhi tremble.

"Do you really want to know?" Lin Daimo felt the reaction of the people under him and laughed secretly, "Why don't I play it again for you?"

After saying that, without waiting for Lu Mengji to respond, Lin Daimo had turned over and lay on Lu Mengji's body, his lips covered the other two red lips, and slowly took off Lu Mengji's clothes.

Lu Mengjian thought about last night's dream and was provoked by this sudden stimulus. Unconsciously, he was moved and tried his best to respond to Lin Daimo's enthusiasm.

The two people's bodies twisted into a ball, and soon, there was already a sound in the room.

This scene was warm and tossed for most of the night. In the second half of the night, Lu Mengji fell asleep exhausted.

Due to the war at night, Lu Mengji slept until three poles before opening his eyes, and his whole body was in pain as if he were going to die. She reached out to touch the quilt next to her, and there was no one left.

When Green Ring saw Lu Mengjian wake up, he hurriedly came in with a basin of water and changed his clothes for Lu Mengjian. The smile at the corners of his mouth made Lu Mengjian quite uncomfortable. This feeling was like being discovered by a thief, which made people can't bear to bear the aftertaste.

"Auntie, the young master rushed back to Kyoto early in the morning. The young master ordered me to tell my aunt to eat and have a good rest on time. He still had something to do, so he went back early. The young master also said that when the matter was dealt with, he would definitely come to his aunt immediately." The green ring tidyed up Lu Mengji's dress. In the mirror, the woman with slightly red cheeks seems to be more tender than before.

"Well, I know," Lu Mengji suppressed the faint loss in his heart and let the green ring gently wipe his face.

"Auntie, this is the letter from the young master," Green Ring put a letter pressed under the teacup into Lu Mengji's hand.

On the white rice paper, fresh ink still emits a strong ink fragrance. Lu Mengji spread out the letter paper and silently remembered it word by word in his heart:

"After the first parting, the two places of lovesickness was only said to be three or four days, and who knew that in May and June, the seven-stringed piano had no intention to play, and the eight lines of books could not be passed on. Nine consecutive rings were broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion was about to wear, hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, and all kinds of thoughts to fall in love."

Lu Mengjian gently put away the paper. When he wanted to come here, he was really trapped by missing, so he secretly came to Huo's house to meet him. Thinking about it, the tears in his eyes blurred his eyes.

"Green ring, grind, I'm going to reply to my father-in-law." Lu Mengji's heart flew with a burst of sweetness. Fortunately, this era is finally no longer poisoned by mobile phones and computers. The meaning of admiration is all in words. In waiting for the other party's reply, there is the rare love.

Lu Mengji picked up the pen. After so many days of hard work, Lu Mengji's calligraphy has made long-distance progress. She stained the wolf with ink, paused for a moment, and brushed it on the paper:

"Thousands of words can't be said, and it's boring. On the ninth day, I climbed high to see the lonely geese, and the moon in August was not round. In July, I burned incense and asked the candle to ask the sky. In June, everyone shook my heart and my heart was cold. In April, when the loquat was not yellow, I wanted to be confused and eager to see the mirror. In March, the peach blossoms turned with the water and floated. In February, the kite line was broken. Lang Lang, I can't wait for you to be a woman and I am a man in the next life!"

This is an ancient love poem often heard by Lu Mengji. Now it is used on himself, but there is a different kind of happiness. Lu Mengzhu wrote a pen and suddenly remembered that when she was happy last night, she was forced to ride on Lin Daimo's body. Lin Daimo kept squirming under her. For the first time, Lu Mengji had the pleasure of making decisions like a man, which was extremely appropriate to this poem.

Lin Daimo hurried back to the general's mansion. He had already knelt down in the dark at the door. Seeing his son appear, Huo Shuangcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled his son to his side. He was half angry and half scolded him for not knowing his safety and did not care about his life. However, Huo Shuangcheng did not There is the slightest reproach.

"Kang'er, change this dress quickly. The emperor is coming soon. Take good care of yourself!" Huo Shuangcheng said while commanding the servant around him to send a clean court uniform like water, and surrounded Lin Daimo in a circle of human walls. When Lin Daimo changed his clothes and cut his hair, the servant outside the door finally ran in and whispered in Huo Shuangcheng's ear.

"Kang'er, the emperor is coming soon. You must perform well later!" Huo Shuangcheng's face did not change color, but his hands trembled. Since he defeated the Western Liao army and asked for resignation, the emperor had never come to Huo's house again, but today he suddenly came to the door, which was really strange.

"Dad, why did the emperor suddenly come to the general's mansion?" Lin Daimo inevitably felt strange. According to reason, even if he was promoted to General Huya, there was no need for the emperor to come to the general's mansion.

Huo Shuangcheng shook his head cautiously. Suddenly, the emperor's order came, and he was not even prepared at all. If it hadn't been for the sudden letter from Eunuch Li in the palace this morning, the emperor wanted to visit the general's mansion in person. I'm afraid that Lin Daimo would still be tired of Lu Mengjian's side and refused to come back.

The maid behind him stood in black. Lin Daimo's eyes glanced at this scene and knew that there were so many people in Huo's house, which was inevitable.

After waiting for a long time, I heard the neat sound of horses' hoofs outside the door. The sound stopped at the door of Huo's house. For a while, a sharp and loud voice came from the door.

"The emperor is here!"

As soon as the words fell, Huo's house all bowed solemnly.

Lin Daimo paid attention to every move in front of him with the corner of his eyes, and soon there was a sound of footsteps from far away and came to Huo Shuangcheng.

"Weichen knocked on your majesty, long live my emperor!" Huo Shuangcheng bowed repeatedly. Facing the people in front of him, even the most noble person in the house had no choice but to bow down.

"Let's all be flat!" In the voice of the emperor, there is a trace of imperceptible fatigue, which is an inherent manifestation of old age. Lin Daimo stood up with the crowd and looked at the emperor in front of him imperceptiblely.

In his impression, the emperor always seems to be full of vitality and is by no means as old as today.

A few days ago, I heard that Sheng's body was unhappy, I'm afraid...

Lin Daimo is not allowed to think about it. The emperor has come to him.

"Ha ha, this is the Huya General I personally sealed some time ago! It is said that the tiger father has no dog son, and it is true!" Emperor Qingkang, dressed in bright yellow satin and embroidered dragon cloud brocade in front of him, looked at Lin Daimo standing behind Huo Shuangcheng with a kind face.