Chapter 112: Metamorphosis
That night, Yu Wenyong asked Wanyao over and over again, like a flurry boy who had never tasted sweet fruit, tireless. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Wanyao is even more desperate to cater to, where does she know how to love men = women? Clumsy like a child just learning to walk. At first, the body trembled vigorously, the brain was blank, and the body bowed, like waiting for the budding flower bones.
Yu Wenyong was cautious, afraid of hurting her, and couldn't control his desires, he endured it very much, and after slowly trying a few rounds, he saw Wanyao's painful eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan and stopped, kissing the corners of her eyes over and over again to soothe her, and then began to move again.
Wan Yao grabbed Yu Wenyong's arm and didn't let go, and he didn't care if his half-length nails were inadvertently scratched.
Yu Wenyong smiled bitterly, when did he become like this, and he still had to look forward and seek pleasure from others? But when Wanyao's tears of pain fell out, his distress was more fierce than his desire.
Yu Wenyong leaned down and ate Wanyao's tears into his mouth, hugged her into his arms, and gently patted her back to coax her.
Wanyao hummed and chirped like a hungry puppy, probably because the effect of the medicine had not yet passed, and after a while, Wanyao climbed onto Yuwen Yong's neck again, hugged him, and kissed him awkwardly.
Yu Wenyong gasped by his kiss, and instead hugged her in front of him and sat on his waist, after changing the position, making her more comfortable, and then began to exercise violently again, the room was full of ripples, and the sound of bone-eroding moans did not stop until late at night.
Wan Yao fell asleep tired in Yu Wenyong's arms, and there seemed to be tears on her long eyelashes.
Yuwen Yong pulled the quilt to cover her, raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat for her. She raised her hand to block it, snorted twice, and fell back to sleep.
Yu Wenyong tightened his arms and hugged them deeper.
At first, Yu Wenyong just smiled shallowly, he looked at Wanyao in a daze, his eyelashes were curved, his skin was delicate and fair, and the fluff on his face was clearly visible, he raised his hand and nodded the tip of Wanyao's nose, Wanyao relished her nose, turned her face and fell asleep again. Yuwen Yong smiled happily, showing his eight teeth neatly, maybe even he didn't know it, he had never been like this, and his smile was comfortable and reassuring.
That night, Yu Wenyong kept holding Wanyao in his arms like that, like coaxing a child, he lowered his head and kissed Wanyao's eyebrows, grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. When he saw that she was frowning and sleeping unsteadily, he gently patted her and coaxed her until she was breathing evenly.
Yu Wenyong has always felt unreal, especially when he saw the red on the sheets, he suffered even more from gains and losses, but even if he dreamed, he felt that it was enough.
At noon on the second day, Wanyao got up lazily, after she stretched her waist, her whole body hurt badly, and there was a **** breath everywhere on her body.
Wan Yao was dumbfounded, and hurriedly struggled to get up, lifted the quilt and saw that the bed was really red.
Wan Yao rubbed her hair angrily and roared a few times like crazy.
As soon as Li'er came over with water, she heard Wanyao's voice from a distance, thinking that something was wrong, so she threw the washbasin in fright and went straight to the house.
After seeing Wanyao, her hair was messy and her clothes were disheveled, and Li'er took a few steps back, half a sound, before she exhaled, took a few steps forward, and smoothed Wanyao's hair, revealing her cheeks.
Li'er asked cautiously, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”
Wanyao endured her anger, with tears in her eyes, hugged Li'er, and after a while, she regained her composure, and said angrily: "After Yuwen Yong slept with me, he actually ran away, it's not a fucking thing." ”
The corners of Li'er's mouth twitched, and the black line on her face twitched, how did this topic let her continue?
Li'er was silent, and then said: "The emperor got up late this morning, and I heard the little guy guarding the door say that the emperor only left at the beginning of the early dynasty, and Gonggong Li shouted outside the door for a while, but he didn't dare to push the door in, and the emperor also reprimanded Gonggong Li after he came out, probably because he was afraid of waking you up." ”
Wan Yao let go of Lian'er, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "Since he is gone, then our plan can continue to be implemented." With that, he got up and got ready to get out of bed.
He also said: "Li'er, you pack up your things in a while, let's leave immediately after saying goodbye to our stepmother, I studied the terrain around Chang'an City before, it ......"
Before Wanyao could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Li'er, who spoke forcefully like a deflated ball, and said, "Sister, don't think about it." Commander Lu has been waiting in the front hall for a long time, just waiting to take you back. ”
Wanyao was stunned, as if she didn't understand, and asked again: "Who do you say is outside?" ”
Li'er sighed and said, "Sister, I think we really can't escape this time, Commander Lu brought more than a dozen people and guarded all the gates, the emperor is afraid that he has already known about our intentions, so he followed, otherwise he wouldn't have ...... last night."
Wan Yao came sideways with a knife eye, Li'er lowered her head, and whispered in a voice like a mosquito: "I won't stay in Otsuka Zaifu." ”
At this time, the Yuan clan came with a dignified demeanor of Phantom Cloud, and when he saw Wan Yao, he smiled kindly, and said, "Are you hungry?" My mother asked someone to prepare ginseng soup for you, hurry up and drink it while it's hot, you have to go back to the palace later, don't be hungry. ”
Ginseng soup? She didn't dare to drink any more water in Otsuka's mansion, let alone eat anything.
Wan Yao laughed dryly a few times, and said: "The ginseng soup is too replenishing, how can you drink it every day, you can't have a nosebleed when you turn around, and Wan Yao is not hungry, Commander Lu is the commander in charge of the Praetorian Guard, what kind of system is waiting for Wan Yao to become here?" It's better for Wanyao to return to the palace earlier, so as not to attract criticism that Wanyao relied on Otsuka Zaifu to use power for personal gain, and privately mobilized the Praetorian Guards, this is a big hat, Wanyao is fine, and it is a sin to involve her father-in-law and mother-in-law. ”
Yuan's was very relieved to hear that Wanyao was so sensible, and it was not good to force her to keep her, but he couldn't go back to the palace hungry, so he said: "Just a bowl of soup, my mother specially asked someone to boil it for you, don't delay any time, Huanyun, go and bring a bowl for Wanyao." ”
Wanyao listened, and hurriedly grabbed Yuan's family, leaned her head on her shoulder, hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "Mother-in-law, how can a bowl be enough, Wanyao is afraid that she won't want to go back to the palace if she drinks it, here, there is the pampering of her stepmother and father-in-law, where is Wanyao willing to leave, otherwise, you can pretend to be Wanyao, Wanyao drink slowly on the road, so that you don't waste time, and you can drink enough, how about it?" ”
Yuanshi smiled and patted Wanyao's hand, and said: "You are already adults, you still love to be coquettish, then your mother will not keep you, if you want to come back one day, let someone bring a message to your father-in-law in advance, and let the kitchen cook more of your favorite dishes." ”
Wan Yao nodded again and again, and said a few more names of her favorite dishes, and Yuan didn't say anything more.
When she returned to the palace, Wanyao sat in the carriage all the time, resting her head on Li'er's shoulder, without saying a word, Li'er saw a lot of anxiety and anxiety in Wanyao's eyes, but she also knew that her sister was a person with a deep idea and a clear mind. If you don't say it, there is a reason not to say it, and if you want to say it, even if you don't ask, Sister will tell her, so there are no words.
After walking through a flat street, the carriage began to jolt violently, and Li'er couldn't help but say a few words, "Where is this going?" How can it be so bumpy? (To be continued.) )