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Yu Qiao sat lazily in the deep bucket, with a cotton towel dipped in slightly hot water on the shoulder, and then slid to the chest, because the baby ate a lot of soup, the side is more slender than before pregnancy.

Only these two snow peaks are more and more amazing, and she doesn't dare to wipe them.

I gradually felt a little full, but I was afraid that with a little force, the gurgling juice would overflow.

Thinking that the two babies were still waiting for her to feed before they were willing to sleep, Yuqiao wrung wet wipes in love, and was about to stand up and wipe off the water droplets on her body, but she heard a soft creak behind her.

"Who's where?" She felt like she ducked back into the water and looked apprehensively towards the door.

Seeing that it was a long and clear man's figure, he looked at it carefully, and it was indeed Xiahou Yin, with deep drowsy on his cheeks, and he couldn't suppress his desire in his eyes.

"What are you doing in here? Get out! Yuqiao noticed that he was a little flustered when he was drunk, and shouted loudly to reprimand, covering the secret places on his body with a cotton towel.

Xiahou Yin pushed the door and knew that Yu Qiao was taking a bath, and as usual, he would quickly turn around and flee.

But now it is different, the liquor flows in the limbs, giving birth to the emotion of burning the prairie like a prairie fire.

She was too seductive, with her black hair, clear eyebrows, flushed cheeks, and a small mouth like a cherry.

Half dew jade piles snow through the fragrant shoulders, at a glance, you will know what kind of scenery is under the clear water.

He suddenly didn't want to be a humble gentleman anymore, perhaps because he was too strict and polite in the past, so he always seemed to be separated from this little woman by thousands of mountains and rivers.

If she hugged her into her arms, ate the rouge on her lips, and insisted on letting her coquettish body go, would she be able to accept her fate from now on, and be willing to live this life hand in hand with him!

"Your Zhou Lang wants to marry Empress Cao as his wife, why do you still want to give up on him? Forget him, I boast that I am no worse than him, and I will be better for you. He clenched his hands into fists and made up his mind to walk towards Yuqiao step by step.

"I broke off with him, and I will marry no one else. I only want you to eat drunk, don't make me anxious, and immediately take Sugar Weibao away. Yuqiao bit her lip, seeing that he didn't listen at all, in a hurry, she grabbed the grate that combed her hair on the chair and stool, closed her eyes and threw it at him.

There was a dull pain on his face, and a row of blood holes were poked out by the thin teeth of the grate, and Xiahou Yin's skin was white, and under the dim light and shadow, it looked shocking for a moment.

On the contrary, this further stimulated Xiahou Yin's already confused mind, and there was a vigorous fire in his chest, which instantly burned his eyes, and he suddenly picked up the primrose-colored brocade blanket, and regardless of Yuqiao being soaked in water, he wrapped her body strongly, hugged her waist and looked around, and sat down on the low table in the corner.

"Xiahou Yin, are you crazy?" Yuqiao couldn't believe that he was forcing her so much, and raised her hand to slap him angrily.

"Smack——! The sound was crisp and loud, and it was obvious that he had used enough strength.

Xiahou Yin was stunned, she exposed her slender and smooth arms, and the carpet on her chest was also loosened, half revealing a trace of plump round snow, with a delicate red and slightly transparent.

"It's love that has mad you! Why can't you accept what I do? I hate to show you my heart....... Or can't you forget the joy that Brother Zhou's words gave you? I can too, or even better than him! I'll let you taste it once now, and I'll never be able to leave me again! ”

His voice was dry and dark, with a determination to win her.

I thought in my mind that when I first met this little woman, the spring in the sedan chair was intense, and her beautiful feet were grabbed and bitten by Brother Zhou, and she gasped sultryly.

So he decisively raised his hand to catch it, but it was indeed full of smooth and soft palms, without tasting this taste, and she scratched a bloody mark on his cheek.

"Xiahou Yin, don't let me hate you to death. Get out of here, I think you're dirty! Yuqiao choked and struggled, kicking him, scratching him, biting him desperately.

"Think I'm dirty? You can stick to me tightly when you are in the medicine, do you know that I have never forgotten, is it that if I want you, you will be soft on me today? Will you see me differently? Would you be willing to follow me for the rest of your life? Xiahou Yin muttered and asked, and grabbed her hands behind her with her big hands: "Hate it, hate it, there will be love if there is hate, after tonight, you will love me to death." ”

His soul is gone, and the whole person is like a fallen forgetful river, and he doesn't know what to do now.

Leaning down to peck the little woman's cheeks, Qiong's cheeks were slightly greasy but salty and bitter, and she was already in tears.

Ignoring it, he went down and sucked on the trembling shoulder blades.

Yuqiao bit her lip and gasped, her kicking strength was almost gone.

But the man had no intention of stopping, his legs were separated by his silk white pants, and he could clearly perceive that there was a bulge there, and he was already ready to attack.

Oh, my God! Let her die!

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Broken Flower City, barracks.

It was already the time of the year, and the soldiers who had not returned to their hometowns to reunite had their own way of spending Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the open space in the center of the camp, pine firewood and cypress trees were piled up into a mountain, and a strong fire was lit, which burned so loudly that the heat began to spread to the periphery, as if the snow and cold of the border city could melt in the cold night.

Spiced beef is stewed in a pot on one side, and from time to time someone takes a plate to cut some cooked beef, and then brings a pot to burn a knife.

The soldiers sat in a circle, and specially invited the prostitutes of Liuchun Courtyard to help the fun.

Where there are prostitutes, it will be lively, and if it is not lively, she has to stir up the atmosphere.

Some accompanied the soldiers to gamble, serving tea and drinking and shouting to cheer up.

Oiran Mengyue played the kite and stroked the piano, singing a fragrant and provocative song.

Several lively prostitutes pulled up the soldiers and danced, although the movements were clumsy but also bold and frivolous, and the people applauded and laughed and made noise.

Zhou Zhenwei watched silently, picked up the beef and chewed it in his mouth, and then raised his neck to drink the roasted knife, which tasted spicy and his stomach was hot.

Sun Sichen and Zhao Susu glanced at him a few times, not daring to speak more, General Zhou has never smiled since his wife fell off the cliff, his cheeks and cheeks to his chin simply grew a beard, covering half of his face, looking more and more cold and fierce, and now the march and war are ruthless, and there is no longer half of the past and soft.

"Where did Empress Cao go?" Zhao Susu muttered quietly.

Sun Sichen frowned: "She was weak and rested first when she returned to the camp." ”

Picked up the bowl and took a sip of wine, his heart was mixed, Chu Yuqiao and Brother Zhou didn't care, the relationship between the two was good, but now Cao Fenghua is what's the matter, marry her, it's better to marry her, at least, her body is much more innocent and clean than Cao Fenghua.

Zhao Susu pursed her lips, feeling bored, took a look at the prostitute Qingqing who was accompanying her, and thought about asking her, "Are you really from Liuchun Courtyard?" My sister-in-law once mentioned to me that there is a Liuchun Courtyard in Broken Flower City, but I don't know why. ”

Zhou Zhenwei's broad shoulders moved, and another bowl of wine fell into his stomach.

The prostitute Qingqing diligently threw the pot for him and poured it full, and smiled at Zhao Susu: "Your girl's family naturally doesn't know, we were originally begging for a life in Qingzhou Mingfeng Courtyard, how do you think that the Xiongnu broke the city and forcibly occupied it, we escaped from it, because there was a sister who called Huayue Niang, opened Liuchun Courtyard in Broken Flower City, and ran to her here." ”

"Flower Moon Niang!" Zhou Zhenwei looked at her, and asked coldly: "But that Huayue Niang in Decheng!" ”

Seeing Qingqing's jaw, she continued: "She committed two murders, and she was decided to be beheaded after the autumn, how could she open a brothel here?" ”