When the tactful singing voice, high and low, intermittently converged into the ears of the uncle, it was like a cold little hand, tickling between the uncle's heart, and it was like gathering into the sky and burning the anger to burn his heart in an instant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He stumbled towards the courtyard. He thought he would never go there again. But before he even had time to think about it, he had already reached out and pushed open the courtyard door.

It's exactly the same as the last time he came here, and there was still no one in the house, and I heard that Huan'er had been very comfortable in his house lately, and he wasn't always in his own house.

As soon as I stepped on the porch under the eaves, I seemed to smell a strange fragrance.

The sudden soft wind blew his mind even more.

It seems to be vaguely praying in my heart that I can see something in the house between the cracks in the window lattice.

The next moment he thought so, he had already leaned over to the window lattice. I was still laughing at my own stupidity.

The man of his heart is dead.

Through the line of sight of the window lattice, a graceful figure was suddenly captured from it. There is also a clear sound of water. Then, there is a graceful and graceful song. Such a beautiful singing voice, he never seemed to have heard it. But I think I've heard it clearly in a short time. It was the song that his newfound beauty sang to her on the couch. He remembered every word in it.

The faint shadow made his heart rise and fall greatly, and he suddenly fell from the ancient wasteland.

He heard himself breathing heavily. I'm also wondering if this is a pipe dream, or if it's really a soul-reviving thing.

And the footsteps broke through the window step by step faster than the thoughts in the mind.

The window paper, which was fresher than the side of it, was scattered in an instant, along with the window lattice.

In the open curtains, the delicate woman had already dressed and sat with her back to him.

He almost erupted into a long flame in his breath.

He stepped forward and shouted, "Beauty." The embers in his heart burned what he wanted to say below, and everything turned into a heavy panting.

After his voice, the room became quieter and quieter.

Only the broken window lattice, blowing in the gentle wind, blowing the newly planted flowers and leaves between the hair of this graceful figure, the delicate flowers and leaves like a breeze through the tired hair of the clouds, indescribably moving. His heart was in turmoil.

With some trembling hands, he stretched out his hand to cover his slender waist.

In front of him, the figure had slipped out of his palm.

At the same time, the voice of the steward of the uncle's mansion sounded outside. said that the eldest lady had come back from the courtyard, and was kneeling in front of his study and crying at this time, and no one could persuade him to leave.

Uncle Guo turned his head to look at the empty room and sighed again, "If you are like this, you will always come to my dreams." "Step by step, he turned around and walked out. The steward hurriedly greeted him, "Madam, she has lost a little weight, sir, do you see if it is ......" Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by Uncle Guo, "What kind of wish did she make to you, asking you to speak for him like this." Whoever said that I was going to see her, if she thinks that my study is easy to kneel, let her kneel in front of that study. I said I would never see her again in this life. After saying that, he was so angry that he shook his sleeves and went straight to the bedroom.

From the sound of footsteps outside the door to the fat figure covering the window paper, tears poured out of the mother's eyes one after another. She had loved this man for many years and hated him for a longer time, and this time she approached him again, but not for the old dream.

It's extremely simple, only a feeling of hatred wells up in the heart, but it is so heavy that it directly covers the whole heart. It's heavy, like a weight that is going to crush everything. But even if she doesn't recover, she will hold on to it with all her might, and she won't take a step back. Just as there was a bottomless abyss behind her, she could never take that step back.

Nothing will ever change, and the hope in loneliness is the kind of taste that makes my whole body tremble every time I think about it.

The figure walked in and put his hand around her waist, and the evil, as if it had grown in that part, their differences were erased, and she became like him, and she had nothing but hatred for all that she could see, so she did not bounce away at the touch of that hand, as she had imagined, and not only did she not feel frightened or entangled, but she fell so calmly into an abyss that she had to stay away from because she knew it was so hateful.

At this point, she felt strange and excited. She knew she was going to go on in good condition. And for this and relieved.

Everything after that was also arranged in advance by the eldest princess, including instigating the eldest lady to come to intercede like this regardless of her face.

But the power of Princess Celestia is really boundless and infinite. She said that at that time, she still didn't believe it, and now, the eldest lady, who had always prided herself highly, really came to kneel and beg this man, as the eldest princess had arranged.

She withdrew from the hands of her uncle like a dream.

This kind of seduction would be a good bait.

At this time, she was the only one left in the room. She looked at the large cabinets and dressers, the intricately embroidered bed curtains, but everything was just the way she felt now, all of them were a dream.

It was so unreal, only the sharp corners of it like hatred were pierced into her heart.

She won't hesitate this time.

At the same moment the next day, she sang the song again, and it was all the same. He came to her again, and even he didn't believe that she existed. Besides, he still thinks she's another woman.

His hand stretched out, and she met it without flinching. Although all she can show him so far is a silhouette, she is also determined to do it perfectly.

In the morning, when she sat in the makeup mirror, she had thought that her appearance and such painstaking imitation of the flower-like woman might make him wonder, but enough rejection and careful omission would make all his doubts disappear in an instant.

Uncle Guo just walked his hand on her, obviously not satisfied. He has been trying to turn her around as gently as possible and look good at her, but at that juncture, the second character set by the eldest princess appeared, which was a little concubine dressed in fancy clothes, because of the fragrance of the hard-working woman, she had recently returned to the position of the infinite scenery in the uncle's mansion, but the gentle cry in the bones, the uncle ignored it, and when she still wanted to turn her around, her face changed suddenly.

Fortunately, the little concubine hung her throat.

Uncle Guo was startled, and seemed to realize that what he saw in her was nothing more than a dream. After a moment's distraction, she once again broke free from his palm, because it was the second time she had disappeared like a dragon and snake, and she had already done a good job.

Behind her came the voice of the little concubine, after she had finished her retreat to the tent, she glanced at them in the dark, and Uncle Guo took the slender figure of the little concubine in his arms, and stretched out his fingers to touch her cheek, and then her heart was comfortable. She liked to see him like this, step by step into the arms of these femme fatales. Even if it weren't for her, sooner or later he would be sucked up and squeezed dry by them, but now the opportunity has come, she, absolutely, is going to do something like that herself.