Yuqiao turned over, looked at Zhou Zhenwei's face, raised her moist fingertips to trace his thick eyebrows, and then slid over Yingting's nose, imprinted on the edge of the soft rough lips, the man was rubbed by her, and his heart was very useful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his thoughts, his mother, grandmother, or even other aunts had never touched him as delicately as the little lady, so that his heart was so soft that his big hands quietly climbed up to her waist, and he was reluctant to let go when he hugged her.

"Zhou Lang!" Yu Qiao had been relieved by his patient persuasion, and her mouth was full of sweetness.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. Zhou Zhenwei snorted and didn't answer her words.

Yuqiao will be wrong, thinking that he is still angry with himself for the jade string, and explained the reason in a small voice: "The red book is kind to me, and he is so affectionate to Zhang Keer, I admire and feel sad, they go out this time, the life must be very difficult, the jade string is in my hand, wearing a picture to look good, give it to them, I don't know which one is a life-saving thing."

Zhou Zhenwei's expression was indifferent and he was silent.

Yu Qiao thought about it and kissed him with a shy face.

His lips were wet, with a hint of saltiness, the tears from her eyes that had just been sucked away. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick him lingeringly, over and over again, just begging him not to mind.

Alas! I don't know when I have loved this man so much, and such a deeply engraved love has entered the bone marrow and melted into the boiling blood.

In the autumn afternoon, the wind was light and the day was warm, and the nose was filled with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and Zhou Zhenwei was licked lazily by her.

Thinking about last night, her seductive figure was like a pool of condensed peach blossom water, and he couldn't pity her.

The little lady didn't seem to need him to pity her, she half-panted and half-pursed her little mouth, begging him with tears, and scratching his back with a hot pain like a cat scratching.

They are really a match made in heaven. And. Often. Human males. Wei, but she is as soft as a flower. Tender. Tight. To, even if he is full of thin. Through, without leaving a single seam, he can still tolerate him.

So, he grabbed her ass hard and mercilessly. Jian'er, listening to the sound of mountains and rivers colliding and stirring, let himself go. Bad. Fight. Serve hard. Do.

He loved the dark, sweet and suffocating pleasure of dying to the extreme. But I also love this time when this sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman leaned her head up against her face, tangled her neck with him, and flattered herself in a charming and coquettish manner, which made him unbearable.

"You're giving me a jade bead bracelet, okay?" The little lady separated his fingers from the roots, and then embedded his own fingers, the fierceness of the man and the softness of the woman crossed, just like this, between the fingers, the black and white of affection.

"Hmm!" Zhou Zhenwei's voice was blurred.

Yu Qiao looked at him and promised quite sincerely: "You can rest assured this time, I will definitely not give it away again!" ”

Zhou Zhenwei smiled on his lips and rubbed her hair dotingly. He wouldn't tell this stupid girl, even if she gave everything around her to others, he didn't care.

As long as she doesn't give herself away, give him away, and in the future, the baby they gave birth to will be fine.

......

One morning, Yuqiao sat under the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, looking at the blue sky with her face high, a line of geese flying by, and the autumn sun was warm.

She rubbed the red jade strings newly given by Zhou Zhenwei, and looked at them carefully in the sun, which was transparent and moist and moisturized, and there was a deep or light red, which was beautiful, and she liked it very much.

"Miss should read the account book, the eldest lady will come later, and she will touch the account, and she will not be able to answer then, and she will let her gossip again!" Bixiu made a pot of tea and put it on the small table, and looked at the thick tent on the side, and the young lady was still half-heartedly playing with skewers, she looked at it, and couldn't help chattering. It's really because the young lady is really not a housekeeper's material, and she was softly ground and hard by the old lady to take over the position of the steward of the Zhou Mansion Garden, and she looked at the evildoers.

"When the eldest aunt comes, you will say that I am not in good spirits today, let her come tomorrow." Yuqiao blushed, grabbed Bixiu's sleeve, and hurriedly instructed.

Bixiu sighed, and said a little helplessly: "This is not a way, you can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth." ”

"It doesn't matter! The mountain people have their own tricks! Yuqiao smiled firmly, and when the late husband came back, let him help take a look, and give a few words. The first few times, I bluffed my aunt like this.

Bixiu rolled her eyes, how could she not know that her master was wishful thinking, she wanted to kindly remind Miss that her uncle was not a fuel-efficient lamp, although every time it was as Miss wanted, but overnight, Miss was hurt by her uncle to death and ........ Every morning I get up and stare at my cheeks, and my teeth itch with hatred, what's the pain!

However, this is the matter of the young lady and the uncle, one is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, she is better to retreat, so she thought about it, only shook her head, and happened to see Cai Fu and Ling Su carried a bucket of water into the courtyard gate, staggering, splashing all the way, there were water marks behind them, and they hurriedly went over to help, and muttered to themselves: "Look, there is only half a bucket of water left, and you have to run again, if you stare at the point, why bother!" ”

Caifu smiled: "Sister Bixiu doesn't know, there is a new little girl in the garden, it is very delicate, and we will be willing to go again." ”

"What a Caifu, have you taken a fancy to others again? Gu Sheng came to deliver fragrant candy seeds in the evening, I want to talk to him and ask him not to bother with you anymore. Bixiu was embarrassed by her, and Caifu chased after her to screw her mouth.

Yuqiao watched them giggle and play, very carefree, and remembered the red book. Listening to the letter from the little girl, after Zhang Keer and the red book left, he was not allowed to enter the house, and was sent by his brother to Yunju Temple to lead the practice, which is a nunnery, and it is a clean and indisputable place, but it is a pity, this is still as fresh as a flower, and it will be accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern for a long time, and finally the red dust remnants are broken.

Recently, there have been several incidents in Yanjing City, which have made the people of Li talk about it.

The cabinet secretary Zhang was held accountable for corruption and bribery, and then the Xing Ministry and Yan Jingfu confiscated the family property with a holy decree.

Li Yannian was the champion of high school, entered the palace to meet the new emperor and ministers, and was appreciated for his cautious words and deeds, and was quite talented and learned.

Within a few days, he married the eldest daughter of Fang Changhui, a bachelor in the Hanlin Academy, and Fang Yumu was his wife.

Coincidentally, this sedan chair, the flower-like second girl of Chu Taifu's family, also took it when she got married, which evoked everyone's memory that has not yet been blurred, the second girl of Chu is married to Zhou Zhenwei, the young Yin of Yanjing Mansion, and this girl from the Fang family can have some bad past with Lord Zhou.

So, Li Zhuangyuan, who didn't know the truth, rode on a tall horse in high spirits, and when he followed the sedan chair step by step, his back seemed to be poked and he was cold, and he swept the onlookers without a trace, and the expression on his face was very treacherous.

(To be continued.) )