Wanqing's mother's funeral was relatively simple, firstly, because the mother and daughter were not locals, and they didn't pay much attention to the tedious funeral etiquette in the capital, and there were no relatives and elders to point fingers at them; the second is to personally see life and death, thinking that everyone is "born to die", but they have come to the end of the road; Thirdly, because the business is too busy, she is not allowed to mourn in front of the spirit all the time!

Besides, my mother has never enjoyed Qingfu in her life, she was abandoned by her lover in her early years, suffered hardships and exhausted hardships, faced the miserable wind and rain, walked through the thorny world, and then had to rely on a gray but shrewd and capable rich businessman to open Longxiang Pavilion...... Now that you're gone, let's sleep in peace! In the next life, you should not be a woman again, and you will suffer the same sin again.

The deacon on the counter is a deputy she has just helped this time, an elderly courtesan named Ning Ping, who can't sing because of a throat disease, and her appearance is average, but she is capable, and her eyes are especially good at observing people! was kissed and looked at; She has been holding the field for the past few days, but she is also decent, and there has been no chaos.

It was raining tonight, and there were not many guests, so she hid in the small room behind the cabinet alone, bent her knees and legs in the circle chair, and buried her face in the crook of her arms and took a nap......

When Ling Qi came in, he felt that this person was thin again just by looking at it!

But seeing that she was wearing a thin cotton robe of crow blue, loosely holding a fallen horse bun, and did not wear a hairpin jade on her head, only a butterfly piece of a thin white pearl was inserted in her sideburns.

Ling Qi poured her a cup of hot tea and put it on the table, it turned out that his purple clay pot had been replaced by a white porcelain one, he squatted lightly in front of her, stroked her hair and temples, and gently put his hand on her arm.

The kiss did not move, nor did he look up.

"I heard you smashed my pot?"

"That's not yours, I bought it......" It's okay! She is still willing to talk to herself, Ling Qi is slightly reassured, I am afraid that she is really cold to herself, and it will be difficult.

"I want to take it and fix it, I love that pot! The style is good, the workmanship is good! ”

"It's late, I'm throwing them all out!" As he spoke, he raised his face with a cold gaze, but he didn't look at him.

"Kiss, don't be mad at me! I knew I was wrong, but I didn't dare to come to see you! Ling Qi approached her, knelt on the ground, and wrapped her in his arms like a big watermelon.

Without too many words, the two quietly took each other's body temperature, "Let go of me, it's a little painful" The kiss suddenly broke away from his embrace, Ling Qi relaxed a little, or surrounded her, only to see her take out something from her arms and put it on the table, not her own teapot, what is it?

Ling Qi picked it up, and with the body temperature of kissing and fragrant, he saw clearly under the lamp that there were nine nails on it, like a dragon pattern that was very well repaired, and the nine nails were like silver ingots inlaid in purple sand.

"Kiss!" Overjoyed, he put down the pot and hugged her and kissed her on the cheek.

Qinqin didn't refuse, but his eyes were gloomy, and he said softly: "It's just a pot, what are you happy about, a famous pot of fifteen taels of silver, you can't throw it away as a t......ile" Ling Qi listened to the little daughter's mood, his heart fluttered, and he picked her up, lifted the curtain and walked upstairs.

On the way, he met a fish music listening to the corner of the wall, and he was so frightened that he stepped back several steps in a row.

"Yule, which room is empty?" Ling Qi asked.

"Rouyi! The third room on the left hand side of the second floor! It was Ning Ping who answered him, she has seen this kind of scene a thousand times, and there have been white times, but this time it was the boss lady who was hugged! But what about the proprietress, she is not a single Sichun woman, and now that she has a lover, she can avoid vulgarity! Besides, during the awkward days when Ling Qi and his relatives were in trouble, how could he hide his relatives' sadness and loneliness!

Yule opened his mouth and stared at Ling Qi as he strode up the stairs, kicked Rouyi's door open, and then slammed it shut, and then caged his sleeves: "Hmm, this is too fast, right?" Brother Guo is enough! I didn't even expect it! ”

Ning Ping's voice came from his ears: "What are you looking at?" I haven't seen it! Hurry up to the small room to clean up, tomorrow Guo shopkeeper will definitely **** coming! ”

Upstairs, I heard Ling Qi's door closing, and his kiss struggled to raise his face, blaming him: "Lighter!" My doors are all made of pear wood! ”

Before the words fell, he was already blocked by a mouth, and he was about to say more, but he was kissed darkly! She pushed Ling Qi's chest hard, but it was tantamount to using her mantis arm as a car.

Ling Qi said in her ear: "I will pay for the broken door!" Don't talk, baby, I miss you! Hearing these hot words, the kiss couldn't help but be ashamed of her blushing face and bare neck, Ling Qi saw it, and was even more fascinated, and carried her straight to the bed, and without saying anything, she removed her robe, and then it was her own.

Kissing ashamed and frightened, he shrank into the tent, stretched out a finger and trembled: "You, you are presumptuous!" "This celestial star, he dared to deceive himself after giving a good face, he hadn't forgiven him yet, and his mother was newly mourned, he dared to ...... was so smoky by his hot manhood that his hands and feet were paralyzed, and his consciousness was blurred.

"I've wanted to be presumptuous for a long time, I've been pretending to be a gentleman, I can't stand such a wasteful life, if this is not a beautiful thing, what are you doing in this Longxiang Pavilion? Heart, liver, today...... Why don't you just do it! After speaking, he climbed into bed, grabbed her, and kissed her without a head, like washing his face, and his hands were not ambiguous, even stroking and taking off, and soon there was only a profane dress left between the two, looking at the belly pocket embroidered with mandarin ducks, he rubbed the tip of his nose, gently pulled the thin ribbon with his hand, and said ambiguously in her ear: "The embroidery on it is fake, let's make a pair of real ones!" ”…… kissed her upper body cold, and was about to cover it with her hands, where could Ling Qi allow her to retreat, pull her arms apart, and press her soft body with her chest, all the way to the lips and tongue, skin rubbing, kissing where there is still a way out, can only bear his explosive passion......

In the west courtyard, the second wife was sitting on the kang, listening to the rain outside the door with her ears pricked up, waiting for a while when no one moved, she couldn't help but stand up and walk around the house, and said to the personal girl Luo Tian on the side: "You go and see it again, it's time to arrive, why don't you come yet" and then muttered to herself: "This rain is not heavy!" ”

After a while, I saw Luodian mysteriously and quietly leading a mother-in-law in.

The second wife hurriedly greeted her, "You're here!" I'm waiting for a good heart! ”

Turning his face to Raden, he asked, "When you came in, was there anyone in the wing?" Are the lights on? Did that shrew sleep? There is also Ling Qi ......, "That shrew is the Aunt Li that I am referring to."

Luodian replied: "The lights are out in Aunt Li's house, I guess I am asleep, and the second young master is not at home......"

"Well, it's not good! That thing is dead and dead, and it didn't cause any trouble! After saying that, he dragged the woman and walked towards the back room. (To be continued.) )