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When the flowers are blooming, the moon is bright, and the flowers are like Luo Qiyue like silver. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thousands of flowers in the dissolving month, and a round of bright flowers in the previous month.

What does it mean to spend under the moon? How many months of spirit are among the flowers?

Wait to see the moon fall and the flowers will remain at night, and ask the moon people among the flowers!

Bian Yueru reclined on the table in front of the sofa and tilted her head to look at me. She was probably wearing home clothes when she was alone, wearing only a short cotton skirt underneath, the stockings had been removed, she was wearing slippers barefoot, and a very fat T-shirt was covered outside, but it couldn't cover her slender legs.

Gently placing the cup on the table in front of me and letting me drink again, it was indeed a little difficult, and I hoped that I could stay awake.

She held half a glass of red wine herself, shook it gently in her hand, and looked at me with a smile on her face.

"Sister Yueru, I..." Facing this mature eldest sister, I don't know what to say next.

She suddenly "giggled" and laughed: "Xiaoyu, what are you nervous about, sister, will I still eat people?" ”

Probably there was a vacuum inside the T-shirt, and her breasts were propped up by fullness, accompanied by melodious laughter, which kept vibrating, bringing me a strong visual shock. This fragrant sight really made me unable to resist the enemy, so I had to look away, although the self-proclaimed concentration is not bad at times, but the temptation is indeed there.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you dare to look at me?" My embarrassment did not arouse her sympathy at all, but began to make amusements.

After saying that, she sat casually on the table in front of me, her two snow-white thighs swaying leisurely, and her toned skin reflected dazzling in the light.

"Sister Yueru, don't tease me, mine is very bad." Let's just say yes.

She chuckled again, "It seems that people can't do it when they're old, how good a little girl is, how smart she is, she doesn't need to do anything, she can make the young man's heart flutter!" ”

"Sister Yueru, do you know that's not the case? You're really nice, beautiful, and so charming, and now I can't even open my eyes. "Pat yourself on the back and see how it goes.

She slipped her eyes around and fell elsewhere, "Xiaoyu, have you ever been in love?" ”

With some hesitation, I didn't speak, just nodded.

"That's the person who came over, what's so embarrassing. Did you do anything practical? ”

Of course, I understand what the so-called reality is, but it is not easy to respond. Talking about such a topic with a mature woman always makes people "sad", and my face "soars" and turns red.

"Here, let's take a sip." She deliberately didn't look at me and raised her glass to propose.

I took a sip of the contents of the cup, and it was hard to mention her interest in the contents of the cup.

"I don't believe you're so honest. Come, look at me. She finished the wine, grabbed the bottle again, and poured it down.

My eyes fluttered, and although I tried my best to avoid it, I still involuntarily landed on her plump chest.

Heard a burst of laughter again, she was in a bad mood at first, because of Jiang Tingting and Yi Xueqian's incident, she was still a little frightened outside, and when she got home, she actually became so smiling, it seems that people have relaxed.

"There's no one else here, so let's be honest, how many are there? Don't tell me you're guarded. ”

How could she ask like that, what does it mean?

Since she is already at her house, she is so happy, Suo surname put her own problem out, see if she is willing to help me, and she can also use this to get rid of the embarrassment: "Sister Yueru, I want to ask you to help me do something." ”

"Oh, you're still begging, it's rare, say it." She's refreshed. On this night, I don't know how many times I begged her, and I still said that.

"It's the thing we said during dinner, do you know where there is a suitable house, let me rent it and open it."

"Hey, what should I do, little things, wrapped up in my sister, as long as you answer my question honestly."

Isn't this taking advantage of the fire to rob, "Sister Yueru, I'm serious." ”

Bian Yueru put away her smile and deliberately straightened her face: "My sister is also serious." I've always felt pretty good about myself, but why can't I get to you? The way you look is not at all tempting. People want to know, who can have such a great charm and make you so unmoved? My sister's little curiosity should always be satisfied. ”

"Sister Yueru, where is this?" It's an almost difficult question, and I don't know how to answer it.

Her eyes fell on the cup in her hand, staring at the piece of red inside, as if she had pinned all her soul on the contents of this cup.

"Sister Yueru, it's better to drink less, more is really bad for your health."

She didn't answer me, and no longer pursued the question just now, but asked, "Xiaoyu, do you want to hear my sister's story?" ”

Hearing this, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what I said, as long as I didn't pester me: "Of course, I would like to hear about it." ”

With her shrewdness, this change in expression naturally cannot be hidden. Bian Yueru smiled slightly, disapproving, "Okay, then I'll tell you about it." ”

Bian Yueru started from when she was in college, talked about the man who had been in love with her for several years, talked about her short happiness after marriage, and felt that she really cherished that happy time from the happiness on her face.

When it was said that the man had abandoned her in order to go abroad, her face changed, and she began to pour wine again.

In the rest of the day, I felt bored and empty. So she had one or two indulgences, and although her tone was flat and seemed to have nothing to do with herself, her face showed deep remorse. At this moment, I suddenly felt that Bian Yueru was really pitiful.

Now she is not short of money, nor is she short of people around her to be courteous, she seems to be beautiful, but she lacks joy alone.

Speaking of this, Bian Yueru looked sentimental, and as soon as she tilted her neck, she poured half a glass of wine.

Blocking her hand reaching for the wine bottle, I persuaded, "Sister Yueru, don't drink anymore." ”

"No, you leave me alone, don't drink, what else can I do." She shook me off so hard that the cup was poured to the brim.

I snatched the cup and yelled, "Sister Yueru, you are hurting yourself and being irresponsible to yourself." ”

She was stunned by my loudness, looked at me with some blankness, and two lines of hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

Suddenly, Bian Yueru cried loudly and threw herself into my arms, and the clothes on my chest immediately became wet.

It would be inhumane to push her away now. I wrapped my arms around her unnaturally, and patted her hands gently behind her back: "Don't do this, Sister Yueru." ”

Her arms wrapped around my neck and she shouted almost hoarsely, "No one has been so nice to me for a long time, you say, why be so nice to me!" ”

Slowly pulled her hands over and held them gently: "Sister Yueru, I probably misunderstood you a little before, but now I know that you are a good person." I already think of you as the best sister in my heart. Just be my sister, okay? ”

"Sister... Sister... Good... I'll be your sister. Her cheeks flushed, and the strength of the wine seemed to rush up again, and she hugged me tightly, "I like to have a good brother like you, tall and handsome, and considerate." ”

It felt as if she was sliding down, so I had to tighten my hands and hold her.

Bian Yueru raised her head in my arms, her face seemed to be smiling, and her head rested on my shoulder again.

"Sister Yueru, don't drink like this in the future, okay?"

"Good brother, sister listens to you, and will not drink like this in the future. Don't call me by my name, just call me sister, okay? I love to hear you call me that. ”

She muttered, her body seemed to disobey her brain, grabbed one of my hands tightly, and pressed it to her chest.

Through the thin clothes, I slammed into her astonishing breasts, and there was nothing in them. There is only a piece of slippery softness, and a little abrupt and proud.

The mature Bian Yueru is full of great temptation, to say that she is not tempted to face such a beautiful woman, unless she is not a real man. At this time, she is like a ripe peach, completely at your pick. My heart was in a panic, and I felt overwhelmed.