The man leaned towards Shi Lan, and the moisture from the shower permeated between the two of them because of the man's overheated body temperature. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shi Lan closed his eyes tightly, held his breath, his long eyelashes squeezed his eyelids desperately, his beautifully shaped lips pursed hard, and his cunning little face wrinkled when he ate, and the man thought of a small milk dog he had raised when he was a child.

The little one is soft, and when it is proud, it flies and mighty, and its tail is cocked to the sky; I was scared, and I didn't know how to escape, I would just be in a ball, pitifully closing my eyes, waiting for his disposal.

The man lowered his head and looked fixedly at the little face that was an arm's length away getting redder and redder, and his moist lips were bitten by snow-white teeth.

After all, the man couldn't bear her to hurt himself, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you wait for me for so long." ”

The warm and soft touch touched her cheeks, and Shi Lan trembled.

With a slight exhalation and a few scraping sounds, Shi Lan estimated that it was the man who blew out the oil lamp and the sound of the kang, and only then did she dare to open her eyes and stare blankly at the darkness in front of her.

There was a rustling in my ears, and it seemed that something was moving again.

The mattress under her moved slightly, and she quietly reached out her fingers and slowly touched them.

It's soft, with the same texture as your own mattress.

It seems that he dragged the mattress over.

Shi Lan grinned, after all this time she could already see the general outline of the objects in the room, half a foot away, the man sitting on the mattress seemed to be looking sideways at her.

Shi Lan subconsciously closed her eyes, but soon she reacted that it was too dark in the room, and the man had no clairvoyant eyes, so he should not be able to see her movements.

Thinking of this, Shi Lan opened his eyes again, but in the blink of an eye, the man was already lying down, and it didn't take long for a long breathing to sound.

Shi Lan pursed her lips and quietly crawled out of the quilt.

Ming Xiao said, Hao Ze resonates with the Soul Slayer Nail, so as long as she summons it, will touching him make him sober up and know his true identity?

The more Shi Lan thought about it, the more she felt that her reasoning was correct, and as soon as the thought in her mind moved, the Soul Destroying Nail came to her with joy.

Shi Lan pinched the sharp end of the Soul Destroying Nail and leaned towards the man little by little, first leaning over the man's shoulder, the light was too dim to see the shape of his mouth clearly, Shi Lan originally planned to use the Soul Destroying Nail to touch the clarity that Ming Xiao said, but he was worried that the Soul Destroying Nail was too hard, and it would be bad if he was injured.

Shi Lan cautiously scurried down, touched the edge of the quilt, lifted it, and then tore the placket of her clothes, and was just about to put her hand in when she heard a voice sound above her head.

"Lady, my husband knows that I have suffered you all these years. You wait a little longer, and after a while, the husband will definitely compensate you well. ”

The man's voice was low and soft, with a little tenderness in his words.

Shi Lan stiffened, and suddenly petrified.

What does he mean?

What to compensate?

It's okay to compensate.

Could it be that she thought that she was dissatisfied with her desires, so she did that while he was asleep......

Shi Lan couldn't help but think about it too much, the man's tone was too gentle, so soft that it was like a wave of water gently patting her heart.

Shi Lan's face suddenly became hot, and she slowly closed the man's collar, covered him honestly, and stiffly fell back onto the mattress.

The man stretched out his hand, groped for the corners of the quilt, gently covered her body, and thoughtfully helped her tuck it.

……

Shi Lan's face turned red, at this moment she only hated that there was no crack in the ground now, if there were, she would plunge into it and never come out again.

At dinner, she angrily scolded Zhou Yuxiu in front of everyone, and drove her to the house, thinking about it on an empty stomach, but at night she touched the man, and then she was arrested.

Shi Lan wanted to explain that she was not what the man thought, and with just one mouth, the man would definitely not believe it, saying that she wanted to use a small black iron nail to detect whether he and the nail would have induction? It is estimated that the man will treat her as a psychopath.

Shi Lan grinned, depressed and wanted to roll back and forth a few times with the quilt, his eyes glanced at the man who was still maintaining a standard sleeping position, Shi Lan closed his eyes hatefully.

She thought she would be depressed for a long time, but who knew that it didn't take long for her to fall asleep unconsciously.

In the dream, she seemed to be much smaller, and she didn't live in the current yard.

The scene swept by frame by frame, Shi Lan's gaze swept over very quickly, and she soon understood that this was the memory left of this body.

The original owner is from a neighboring village, her mother passed away when she was in her time, her father married a wife, and her stepmother was good to her at first, but then her attitude changed greatly after she had a son, and her father had a serious preference for sons, and her stepmother relied on her son to support her, so she intensified her bullying of the original owner.

Since the age of eight, the original owner has gotten up earlier than the chicken and slept later than the dog, but in this way, the stepmother is not satisfied, beating and scolding all day long, sometimes the beating is so bad, the original owner can only resist if he wants to live, so back and forth, the gentle temperament of the original owner gradually became powerful in her torture.

Seeing the original owner like this, the stepmother gradually relented a little.

A few years later, the original owner's father died of illness, and the stepmother claimed that she had no money to bury her, and she wanted to sell the original owner to an old merchant who often came here to roam the streets and alleys to fill the house.

At that time, the original owner was sixteen years old, of course the original owner refused, the lover in her mind was the scholar Lang Yuen Long that Shi Lan had seen.

Yuen Long's father died early, and the family relied on the widowed mother to run the family, but fortunately, Yuen Long was born and had passed his childhood, and Mr. asserted that as long as he settled his mind, he would definitely be successful in studying for a few more years.

The original owner had also thought of asking Yuen Long for help, but she quickly rejected the idea for no other reason than perhaps because of the hardship of life, his widowed mother valued money very much, and she knew that his mother would not take it out.

When the original owner had no way to ask for help, Mo Yun brought silver, invited a matchmaker, wrote a letter of appointment, and gave enough silver for burial as a dowry.

The next day, the original owner married here, Mo Yun lifted his hijab and followed the officers and soldiers, the original owner took care of Mo Yun's sick old lady in bed for more than two years, before leaving, the old man pulled the original owner to let her remarry, the son has not heard back for so long, the old man feels that his son is dead, she doesn't want this flower-like woman to be a lonely widow for a lifetime.

After that, after more than half a year of ideological struggle, Shi Lan came.

After reading this memory, Shi Lan let out a sigh, fortunately he came in time, if he came a little late, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Thinking about Mo Yun who was standing under the crooked neck tree with an angry face at that time, Shi Lan was cold behind him, assuming that the original owner said something to Yuen Long at that time, Mo Yun, who came back, heard it, even if she would not divorce her because she served her mother for the rest of her life, but the relationship would definitely not be intimate, plus the tiger-eyed Zhou Yuxiu provoked it, the ending of the original owner may not be very good.

Thinking about these things, Shi Lan subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Yun, but when he saw the empty quilt, he reached out and touched it, it was already cold, and it seemed that it had been some time.

There were two knocks at the door, and Aunt Wang's voice came through the door panel, "Madam, the lord asked if you were up?" My lord wants to go with you to pay homage to the old lady. ”

Shi Lan hurriedly climbed out of the quilt, raked his hair twice in a panic, and said, "Get up, I'll come out immediately." ”

The footsteps outside the door were far away, Shi Lan hurriedly jumped up from the kang, folded the quilt, and took care of himself as quickly as possible, and then opened the door and walked out.

Aunt Wang had already made breakfast, and Mo Yun was sitting at the table, looking at her with deep black eyes.