Chapter Ninety-Seven: Stopping
If you are walking on the road and it suddenly rains heavily in the sky, the first reaction of ordinary people must be to find a place to hide. He was good, walking on such a bluestone road in the slanting wind and drizzle, she was afraid that he would get sick in the rain, but he said that walking in the rain could make him forget his troubles, and his heart was very happy.
Isn't this a stab in her heart? Seeing him lingering on the sickbed after the rain, his face pale and weak, she was very distressed and doubted how he had lived for decades.
Mu Zhao shook his head helplessly, only then did he notice the poetry collection in Shen Nanyan's hand, and raised his eyebrows, "Reading again?" In the past few months, he has found that she has no other hobbies, or rather laziness, and only holds a volume of poetry to read with relish.
If he hadn't had to play chess with her, drink tea, and occasionally accompany her to relieve her boredom, there was no doubt that she would have stayed all day.
"Hmm." Shen Nanyan snorted, looked at his crooked eyebrows, and asked casually, "Why are you so happy?" Is there anything pleasing to the eye? ”
Mu Zhao raised his head, "Hmm." ”
Early this morning, Shen Nanyan didn't finish the book in his hand, and was pulled by Mu Zhao to go to Xie Shui Xuan, the drizzle was continuous, the rain was not clear, the breath of agarwood incense in the Xuan was quiet and deep, and it was cool and comfortable to stay in the Xuan, and the mood was comfortable. The couple sat in the pavilion and listened to the rain and drank tea.
"Yanyan, I may be away from you for a while." Mu Zhao shook the tea in the cup and opened his mouth inadvertently.
When he said what was in his heart, he was very happy
。 After a few days of hesitation and hesitation, he still couldn't survive the condemnation and conscience in his heart.
He wants to be with her and never be separated for the rest of his life, but if this is based on making others hurt, and this person is still her father, he will not be at ease, and she will not forgive her.
Instead of worrying that he might lose her when he came back, he should go and come back quickly, and he was confident that his goose would wait for him to come back no matter what.
"Leave? Where to go? The teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the tea leaves in the cup were scattered all over the ground.
The cup fell to the ground, Mu Zhao's heart suddenly shook, and he quickly reacted, taking Shen Nanyan's hand and hurriedly said, "How is your hand, is it burned?" ”
"No ......" Afraid that he would be worried, she stretched out her intact hand to Mu Zhao to say that she was fine.
Mu Zhao lowered his eyes and examined it carefully, and when he saw that her palm was fine, he sighed: "Don't worry, I'm just going to be away for a few months and I'll be back soon." ”
As soon as he said he was leaving, she was so surprised that she broke the teaglass, and she was reluctant to let him go. If he could, he would have liked to stay with her until he faltered and his hair was gray.
The air in the summer morning is fresh and gentle, although it is raining, the wind is not irritable, and the scenery in the rain in the whole Shenfu is lighter, but fortunately, you can still see it. The drizzle was sprinkled obliquely on all parts of the Shen Mansion's mansion, the attic pavilions, and the various paths, which had become a landscape.
As soon as Mu Zhao pulled her, he pulled her into his arms. Shen Nanyan was pulled up and ran into Mu Zhao's smiling eyes at a glance, bright and gentle, like a star.
His arms were warm, and he spoke gently, "Yanyan, wait for me to come back!" When the time comes, I'll take you out of Kyoto. Not as before, at this time, his eyes were full of fiery affection and her irresistible lust.
"I'll wait for you to come back!" She buried herself in his arms and solemnly promised.
She knew that he had been insecure, and although she had long known his affection for him, she could still see the worry and concern between his eyebrows.
Therefore, they have been married for so long, and they have not performed the gift of Zhou Gong for a long time. In the past few months, although they have slept in the same bed every day, they have not exceeded half a minute of each other's rules.
I don't know whether to call him stupid, or to be annoyed that he is not confident in her affection, they have been married for so long, they have long been husband and wife, what can't be faced together, but because of Song Heng's matter, he has a skeptical attitude towards their future.
At this moment, Shen Nanyan obviously felt Mu Zhao's abnormality, but she felt the changes in his body in his arms, and the strength of her hand was a little stronger, as if she wanted to rub her flesh and blood into her bones.
"Uh-huh!" She gritted her teeth and told herself not to make a sound, but his hand was so strong that she could clearly feel her bones rattle.
Mu Zhao was immersed in his irrepressible desire, and when he heard her low gasp, he realized that he had hurt her, and he quickly let go of the hand holding her, and unconsciously took a few steps back.
Looking at his stunned look, Shen Nanyan couldn't help but chuckle. When he hugged her just now, he was obviously already emotional, and the affection and desire in his eyes were clearly self-evident, and he had to be patient and be a righteous gentleman, for fear that he would hurt her. I'd rather be miserable than take that step easily.
What a fool, since he wants to be a righteous man and a gentleman, she depends on him, if this kind of thing has to be said by her personally, then she can not want her face.
"Let's go back." Shen Nanyan stared at his eyes, pretending not to see his abnormal opening at the moment.
Knowing that he was in unbearable pain at the moment, she was born to say such things at this moment.
Seeing that Mu Zhao didn't answer himself, Shen Nanyan lifted his feet and walked outside.
"Wait, Yanyan!" The man behind him said in a hoarse voice.
Needless to say, I also know how painful he is at the moment, it is difficult to suppress, although she is very distressed when she sees his appearance at the moment, she thinks that he wants to be a righteous gentleman, and he suppresses the distress for him in his heart.
"What else is going on with Mu Gongzi?" A slightly teasing tone sounded, and a smile flashed in the corner of his cold eyes.
"Help me......" Mu Zhao's hand clasped her waist, the warm breath bypassed her ear, and the earlobe was a little itchy. His voice had always been clear and warm, but at the moment it was a low, magnetic voice coming out of his throat, with a pleading tone.
Before she could recover from his deep voice, the next second he turned her sideways to face him, lifted her jaw, kissed her lips, and kissed Fangze.
After a kiss, Mu Zhao let go of her, but refused to let go of her easily, hugged her waist tightly, and looked down at her with no clear meaning in his eyes.
"It's getting late, we should go back." She was a little dizzy from this sudden kiss, but she still didn't forget to open her mouth to remind Mu Zhao.
She just did it on purpose, wanting to make him uncomfortable for a while, who made him unsure about their future.
"Yan Yan..."Mu Zhao looked helplessly at Shen Nanyan, who was dazed and didn't know what was going on, gently stroked her red lips, and gasped: "Do you really don't understand or deliberately want to punish me?" ”
He was really uncomfortable, and even his breath was a little panting and trembling.
In the next second, all the worries in my mind were left behind, and all the plans and intentions on weekdays seemed to be so worthless at this time.
There was only one strong desire in his mind, he wanted to have her, to have her completely, to be a real husband and wife with her.
He picked her up again, his eyebrows were as gentle as a spring breeze caressing the distant mountains, and his voice was hoarse and gentle and coaxed: "Yan Yan...... I like you......"
In the next second, a warm and fine kiss fell, and the movements were gentle, for fear of hurting her.
His long hair was a little disheveled, and it fell on his face, and it also fell on hers, itched by her broken hair, and she opened her eyes to see him with a face like jade, and his eyebrows and eyes were closed.
After a pause, she pulled away from his kiss, she suddenly interrupted his movements like this, Mu Zhao raised his eyes to look at her, panting lightly, and his expression was slightly bitter: "Yan Yan ........."
There had never been a time when she had interrupted, but this time she had pulled away suddenly, and he thought she didn't want him to be close to her.
In the next second, before the astringency in his eyes could be withdrawn, a warm breath suddenly approached from the corner of his eye, followed by a cold temperature.
was caught off guard by the kiss, and Mu Zhao exclaimed in a hoarse voice: "Yan Yan? ”
After a kiss, "Your eyes are so beautiful......" Shen Nanyan stroked his eyebrows and whispered.
Mu Zhao lowered his eyes, stared at the person in front of him, the corners of his mouth curved, hugged her into his arms again, and the hand that hooked her neck used a little force, forcing her to raise her head, and kissed her again with a hot breath.
Lips and teeth clinged to each other, lingering and compassionate, the belt on the shirt gradually faded, and all fell to the ground.
The coolness behind her came, shocking her, and she realized that the situation seemed to be impossible to clean up, and the lust in Mu Zhao's eyes was deep and undissipated, and there was a hot and scorching fire in his eyes.
The dress on her body had been faded to his waist, she was so ashamed that her face was flushed, she hurriedly lowered her head, buried her head in Mu Zhao's chest, and held his hand tightly to stop him from making the next move, "Don't ......"
The desire in the body has been surging outward, arrogant and arrogant shouting dissatisfaction.
was interrupted all of a sudden, and the lust that had just been relieved suddenly continued to oppress him, as if it was about to burn him to the ground.
The desire on her body kept shouting, Mu Zhao was a little painful, raised her head, bit her earlobe sideways, and said with difficulty: "You are the ...... who loves me!" With that, small and small kisses came overwhelmingly, gently and with longing, across her neck.
She was confused by Mu Zhao's kiss, and she forgot why she refused him.
Fortunately, Mu Zhao was very caring, and when his last trace of consciousness disappeared, he had already put one hand around her neck, directly shortened, and with the other hand, he wrapped his knee around her, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards Xie Shuixuan's inner room.
Although Xie Shuixuan is a place to play chess, cook tea and burn incense, fortunately, there is a soft bed for rest in the Xuan.
There was only a faint lone lamp in the room, and the orange light illuminated the room ambiguously and warmly.
Mu Zhao gently put her on the soft bed, got up and went to extinguish the lone lamp very intimately.
In the dim and beautiful inner room, everything else became blurred except for the facial features and faces.