"You have a heart." It's just a pity to use it on me, a heartless person.

He Dangli is not a person who knows how to appreciate flowers and drink, but if you let her drink, she can do it. But if you let her distinguish between good and bad and others, it will be forgiven, not to mention that she is a vulgar person who only knows how to fight and kill, except for this face, it is really difficult to get into the elegance of the lobby.

But sometimes she can still taste what is a good wine, such as what kind of beauty can be called a beauty.

The two of them had three glasses of warm wine, and the body temperature on their bodies gradually warmed up, not to mention the mellow aroma of wine. Sometimes it is impossible to tell whether people are drunk or drunk.

After more than half a pot of wine, she has been diligently persuading the wine, and even with the agarwood on her cheeks dyed with a little red, she stopped her hand, and directly hugged the person on her lap, and a pair of hands drilled into her fox fur a little unhonestly. Because of the wine, the nose is full of rich aroma.

"Ah Li, you haven't been close to me for a long time, don't refuse me this time." The tone of the wine became more and more seductive and charming, just like the kind of glamorous ghosts dressed in human skin, specializing in seduction.

"Don't refuse me this time, I'm okay, I really want to leave." Agarwood was afraid to wait for her refusal, and without waiting for her to speak, she eagerly looked for the delicate red lips and kissed her, trying to dye her own taste before she was willing to give up.

The fair-skinned and slender fingers tugged lightly on the waistband, as flexible as a small snake drilling into it. aroused a sense of tremor on the body, but there was an indescribable sense of comfort.

"Well, today is not the time." The eyes of the man who was not drunk and emotional were clear, and he reached out to stop him from continuing to stretch down, with a tough and indifferent attitude.

"But if it doesn't work today, the slave doesn't know when he will be able to see the general, hasn't the general's body ever thought about the slave, but the slave thinks about the general day and night." Agarwood, who was still not discouraged, didn't care about her coldness, she only felt that her body was dry/hot at the moment, and only the people on her body could relieve the rising fire.

He wanted her, a bold and debauched thought.

"Well, it's really inconvenient today." He Dangli once again stretched out his hand to refuse his pleas, put on his clothes properly, and turned to leave.

She is not a person who indulges in lust, if it weren't for the Gu in her body that is annoying, maybe she is really with the ancient Buddha who has been with the green lantern for a long time, and her heart is like a person who stops water.

"Is Ah Li going to reject me again?" Agarwood was still unwilling to hug her from behind. The strength was so strong that she wanted to crush people to death and imprison them in flesh and blood, and the warm breath mixed with the fragrance of plum blossom wine was shallow and full, and sprayed evenly on her cheeks.

The ambiguity is charming, and it is more moving than the plum fragrance in the courtyard.

"It's been so long, hasn't Ah Li thought about me a little? Even if it's just a little bit. Wet tears slid down his skin and dripped onto a heartless person, obviously there was no warmth, but her heart was burned for no reason.

He Dangli didn't say anything, but just expressed her position with her actions. He never even looked back to see her again, He Zeng's ruthlessness was ruthless and ruthless.

What I am even more afraid of is that I will be soft-hearted and harm others and myself.

Originally, she planned to stay in the mansion to do duty today, but after the agarwood incident, she didn't stay long.

She can't bear anyone's affection anymore, even just simply enjoying the other party's unconditional kindness to her will make her feel endless guilt. And she didn't deserve it, how could she, such a rotten and filthy gutter rat in the dirt, be lucky enough to get their sincere kindness for three lives. She was also afraid that the other party was just approaching him with a Buddha's mouth and a snake's heart, just like Qinghe.

When her heart finally began to waver, and when she had a hint of warmth, it was not enough to plunge the dagger into her heart. even frenzied the other party who played her only few siblings, which was even more indignant than killing her and torturing her.

All she wanted was a dewy marriage without love, she didn't need the other party to be responsible for her, and she didn't want to be forced to be responsible for him by the other party. That kind of feeling was so tired and tired that she couldn't breathe for a while, and it was more of a fear that she couldn't bear.

She is a sinner, a lone star who is not worthy of anyone's affection, and anyone who gets involved with her will be unlucky. Even thinking that there has been no trace of anyone in the past month, I don't know where to vent my irritable anger and fear.

He Dangdu was almost cranky and thought that she had dozed off in the car before arriving, but fortunately the sedan car was stable along the way, and there were not too many steep slopes on the road, otherwise she might have turned the contents of her stomach upside down, except for the sleet falling in from time to time, maybe it would be better.

It turned out to be raining outside.

"General, it's here." When they arrived at the ground, the housekeeper who was waiting outside the sedan chair reminded him.

"Okay, there's Father-in-law." woke up with a start, and He Dangli only remembered where he was now and what he was doing. Even the steps that I wanted to take now weigh like a thousand pounds.

"The lord is polite, the saint is waiting for the lord inside, and the slave will not follow in." The little yellow door is still the same little plum, but it looks a little more rounded than before.

"Hmm." He Dangli replied as if he was no longer in a state, and at the moment his mind was like a stinky sock stuffed with a few months of not washing, and his head was made big by an unintentional sentence from Agarwood recently.

In mid-air, snowflakes rattled, and before a cup of tea could be reached, the wall of the roof tile courtyard was covered with silver. Red walls, daiwa, cornices, warped corners, and velvet snow fall on them, no matter how solemn the great imperial city is, it is also graceful and gentle in an instant.

Although she entered the palace, there was still a short distance from the journey to the imperial study, she waved away the people who wanted to come forward to make an umbrella for her, and the rain was not strong, and the dark clothes were already wet inside, so cold that people were chilling, from the outside to the inside.

There are already a few inside, but it gives her a dull and depressing feeling, as in the past.

"Your Majesty, you look for me." He Dangli entered the imperial study, and at this moment there was no one waiting for him, just like when he came before, he had long since lost his way back, so that he could play for the emperor's nickname.

In front of her, she was still hesitant to go in, but she saw a man in a dark robe in the main hall who was splashing ink and drawing, and even if she didn't want to go in, she could only go in hard. His eyes were half-drooping, hiding his disgust.

There was no one in the imperial study, some were just Cui Lan, it was very quiet, except for the charcoal fire in the furnace crackling a few times from time to time, it was very quiet, and the nightingale thrush under the eaves had been brought to another place early.

"Your Majesty, I don't know why you are looking for an official." He Dang, who asked knowingly, had not spoken for a long time since he came in. It's just that the bitterness and embarrassment spreading at the corners of his lips are increasing more and more, and the rain-stained official robe always feels strange and twisted when worn on the body.

"Ah Li is here, why don't you come over first to see how my ink treasure is." He Dangli looked slightly stunned, and his face was unstoppably stunned, but he was quickly covered up and not mentioned, and his brown pupils faintly reflected a water inkstone washing table.

Cui Lan raised her eyes and saw that He Dangli had come in from outside the hall, and there were already a few grains of snow on her dark clothes, but they all melted at the beginning of coming in, turning into a puddle of snow water wetting her shoulders, and her black/thick brows were slightly lame; "It's snowing outside."

"Back to Your Majesty, it's just a little snow falling." He Dangli was talking, it was just a short distance, but for some reason it was so cold that his body trembled slightly, but fortunately, the earth dragon had risen in the hall, driving away a little cold in her body, otherwise she might have a chill when she went back, causing the cause.

But she always knew that her body was in excellent condition, and she rarely had minor illnesses such as typhoid fever and fever.

There is nothing to snow, what I am most afraid of is sleet, cold and icy, and being blown on the face, it is almost like falling into an ice cave in the sky of the moon, not to mention that her body is always a little weaker than ordinary people.

"Your Majesty is painting something." He Dangli saw Cui Lan beckoning to her, thinking that he wanted her to come up to the painting table in front of her.

The painting is a picture of a heavy snowfall, a "fire phoenix" spreads its wings and flies over, the brilliant and colorful feathers are particularly beautiful against the background of the snow scene, this time it is like a dream picture, the snow flutters down, the red-bellied golden pheasant flies in the air, frolicking, reflecting the snow scene in the mountains, like a dream.

The plateau is full of spring, and the golden crown is painted. The stone slips and the smoke shines on itself, and the rock branches are dependent on each other at night and the moon. Sometimes the erection is dancing and the hook is flying. Send a message to the world with payment, Yaotai Luan and Feng return together.

"Ah Li thinks my paintings are beautiful." Cui Lan put down his paintbrush as early as when the person arrived, and then pulled the person into the side hall that is used for resting on weekdays, which is exactly the same as the steps in the past.

"Your Majesty's pen and ink are naturally good, but it's a pity that the minister is a layman."

"That medicine Aiqing has eaten." Cui Lan frowned impatiently and took off her outermost shirt, which was completely wet, revealing only the innermost crescent white dark striped undershirt before giving up.

pursed his lips and didn't say anything, his eyes were half-drooping and he didn't want to look at people's appearances.

Cui Lan picked up the person and fell to the four-meter-wide dragon bed. A pair of hands very skillfully playing/playing/teasing her sensitive points.

He knew her too well, even more about her body than he knew himself. I can know where she is most likely to be emotional, or where she loves and hates.

In just a few steps, He Dangli's body has already been half-arched like a shrunken shrimp, his whole body is full of appetizing pale pink, and the white hosta with his hair has long been lost.

"Aiqing's body is really becoming more and more sensitive, you said that if you leave me, who else can satisfy you." The man's deep smile sounded in his ears, and with a happy good mood, his water-stained fingers never stopped for a moment.

The eyes of the rippling phoenix were hazy with mist, and between the eyebrows, it was as if someone had unintentionally sprinkled the bouquet of cherry blossoms on the treetops, and they were full of arms. The beautifully shaped rhombic flower / lips were so stubborn that they never showed a trace of sound from beginning to end.

He Dangli just said goodbye and didn't look at her, but the movements in his hands did not forget to tremble and take off each other's clothes, so that they could be honest with each other.

"Ah Li can't help it now, since that's the case, then let me satisfy my general."

The hall burned a refreshing incense, the pepper room was warmed, I don't know which careful sheren palace maid folded a few buds of early plums on the white porcelain beauty waist bottle in the hall, and I was afraid of how hot the room was, and quietly opened a small window crack to replace the indoor air.

As a result, not long after He Dangli entered, a little eunuch's sharp voice came from outside the door; "The Queen Mother has arrived."

He Dangli, who was smeared with the color of the begonia flower at the tip of his eyebrows, was instantly frightened, and even the face of the person on his body was not very comfortable. The weakness of the hand is better than the power to push the person away.

"Okay, let go, I'm uncomfortable." A drop of sweat slid down the sideburns and burned the other person's skin.