Volume 53, my waist may not be saved

He Dangli woke up and saw a completely unfamiliar environment, and she felt that her back was sore and her legs were weak at the moment, and just by simply moving, she was so sore that she didn't have half of her strength.

Somewhere in one place, even if the cool ointment is applied, it is still an irresistible soreness, as if it has been overused.

Although the peony bud has a unique flavor, it can't help but be delicate and weak.

The curly eyelashes were half-trembling, casting a light blue shadow under the white porcelain curtains. What you see is a spacious carved mahogany step-shaker, placed in the inner room of the room separated by a pink bead curtain, covered with a pure white silk brocade quilt embroidered with silver lotus petals, on the left is a pair of delicate small rosewood low table coffee table, half-waisted beauty porcelain inserted with a few beads of budding June season and pale pink roses, the whole exudes a leisurely fragrance.

A mahogany bedside table with carved lotus flowers wrapped around flower branches, on the cabinet is a delicate gadget stacked with shells and South Sea pearls, on the right is a wardrobe made of fine mahogany, with a tall silver-inlaid transparent crystal mirror, and a few light pink yarns on the six spring butterfly screens.

On the white wall of the room, there is a picture of mountains and rivers splashed with ink, and on the small rosewood table, there is a hollow carved gilt inlaid ivory foot lamp, and next to a four silver lampstands, lit with tall candles, illuminating the whole room brightly, but now only the residual red tears on it are solidified and formed with the lamp.

The pink gauze curtain embroidered with the rose gold thread pattern hangs low, and the very drooping texture creates a hazy atmosphere, and the furnishings are also used in the girl's boudoir, which is extremely luxurious, the finely carved jade-inlaid tooth bed, the brocade quilt is embroidered, and the curtain hook also hangs a small light purple sachet, which is exuding a faint fragrance.

This seems to be in a normal women's boudoir? And where is this???

And why is she not reflected at all, and there is no doubt that this should be a woman's boudoir? So how did she end up here?

But she clearly remembered that she hadn't drunk at all last night, and why did it start to break again???

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, and rubbing his temples that were uncomfortable after his hangover last night, He Dangli felt that he maybe, probably, maybe, or, really need to quit drinking.

Otherwise, how could it be good once or twice, there was the sound of slender and continuous breathing in my ears, and the hands that imprisoned my waist, as if they were going to rub them into the flesh. is constantly cruelly reminding her what kind of bastard she did last night.

was thinking about how to get out without waking up people, and the other party's slender and powerful legs were tightly wrapped around her legs, like an octopus, and even her hair was still pressed by the sleeping man, lest she eat and wipe clean and run away without admitting it.

Just as He Dangli gritted his teeth, he finally pulled out his hand.

At this time, the person next to the pillow was also waking up faintly, with a slight blush on his face, and an obvious color between his eyebrows. When he saw her, Qing Lingling's pupils were full of joy and affection that were about to overflow, and the silk brocade was slid down, revealing a perfect and youthful ketone body.

"Ahh Ah Li... Early... Good morning.... As soon as he finished stumbling over a sentence, his face was unstoppably red, and even his snow-white skin was tinged with a seductive pink. There are still a lot of bruises and red marks on the naked/exposed chest, especially the pink fruit, which is even more tragically poisoned, and the mess is unbearable.

"Early." Cold, without half a minute of undulating volume, living like a pulling/dick/ruthless scumbag, he doesn't recognize people when he puts on pants.

"That.... You.. Ah Li's waist still hurts? Su Yan's face was so red and shy that he couldn't wait to dig a pit and bury himself, especially last night, obviously he heard Ah Li say no more than once, but he still couldn't control his beast.

He felt that Ah Li was particularly pestering after being drunk, and his peach blossom eyes were so hazy that he wanted to make him break her for a while.

He didn't want to, but Ah Li was too tempting.

"Yes... I'm sorry.... Yesterday... Last night.... I'm too... Coarse.... Off color... Some.... The slightly whitish fingertips tugged at the corner of the brocade quilt, and the light-colored pupils were like crystals soaked in water.

He Dangli looked at the little stammer, and his eyes were sincerely apologizing, but inexplicable. She seemed to see what he said in the depths of his heart.

I'm sorry, but I'll dare to ..... next time It's exactly the same horror.

"That last night, I, you, do you remember what happened? Also Where is this? "After the incident last night, after his body had been cleaned up, He Dangli wanted to lie back down after some resignation.

Anyway, I slept once and slept twice, and now I don't sleep less than three times.

Since it has come to this, it doesn't hurt for unmarried men and unmarried women to sleep a few more times, and it is quite a bit of a broken jar that gives up on itself.

When he was just about to lie down again, his body suddenly trembled subconsciously, and he remembered that today was the day when he needed to go to the court. was so shocked that he didn't even want to pay attention to where he was now, so he hurriedly turned over and got out of bed to find the clothes that were violently torn by someone last night, and hurriedly put them on his body.

While setting it up, I was thinking, it was really harmful to drink alcohol. If she had known this was going to happen, she shouldn't have agreed to a little stutter last night.

And what did she promise to stammer last night? Now my head is full of mush, and I can't remember it at all.

But it's too late to say anything now, and what you want to die is to hurry up and go to the court meeting on duty, otherwise it will be a dead word by then.

"Ahh Ah Li... Are you leaving? Originally, I wanted to hold the face of the person who continued to be warm, but the time became pale, the throat was uncomfortably tight, and the fingertips trembled slightly.

The joyful heart once sank to the bottom of the icy lake, and the smile on his face suddenly froze stiffly.

"Well, today is the day of the Great Pilgrimage, not to mention that I haven't been there for a few days before, and yesterday the Holy Lord knew that I had returned to Jinling, and today I will be there no matter what." After He Dangli got dressed, he turned to look at the pale face, pursed his lips into a straight line, and couldn't help but relax his tone; "I'll come back to you later, when I get off duty, okay."

"Then will you not come again?" In view of the experience of the previous time, Su Yan only felt panicked in his heart. He desperately wanted to grasp something, but when it came to the end, he found that he didn't seem to know anything about Ah Li.

All cognitions have surfaced on the surface of vulgarity, and even left in the mouths of others, and the heart suddenly feels as uncomfortable as being clutched by someone.

"No, wait for me." He Dangli saw that his belt was clutched by the man who was afraid that she would never return, and his clear face was full of calm panic.

Standing on tiptoe slightly, he kissed the corner of his lips and said softly; "Wait for me to eat together in the evening, little stammer."

"Good.... That.... Ah Li... You. Su Yan spit on his stammer, bit his tongue and bleed, then sank down; Then remember not to forget me, I will wait for you at home obediently. ”

"Hmm." A faint response, as if snorting coldly from the tip of his nose.

Outside the window is the goose chirping gardenia yellow bird, and the phoenix is light and greasy powder/waist. The curtain under the deep courtyard is full of people sleeping day and night, and the red roses stand the green plantains.

Su Yan, who casually put on a shirt that could cover his shame, leaned against the window and watched the person gradually drift away from the sight, only turning into a small black dot that was not even clear to the naked eye, and then retracted his gaze unwillingly.

The tip of his nose was a little sour, and he felt uncomfortable with the sudden loss of a piece in his heart. I feel like a little wife waiting for her husband to come home, maybe she is still a bad wife who is about to be abandoned.

He has to work harder to be worthy of Ah Li, and he has the confidence to stand by his side.

The genius was gray, and the July sun pierced through the gray clouds. Hawkers and shops on the streets are set up early, and the pork and cabbage dumplings with thin skin and thick filling, steaming pork buns freshly baked, and fried and crispy fritters, served with a bowl of soy milk with sugar, are the most refreshing.

Several of my colleagues I saw this morning were obviously not awake, yawning, and in a dark state right now. Xu was too cheerful during the holiday last night, which caused one or two to lose their spirits.

The three and three got together and talked about the new dance in the Caifeng Pavilion last night, and whose girl was born Peugeot.

It just so happens that He Dangli also belongs to the one who is not in good spirits, and some people who were drunk last night didn't know what happened at all. I just felt a soreness in my lower back, and even these two legs were soft and weak, enough to guess how intense the situation was last night.

Because I ran back to the mansion to change into an official uniform, after a lot of exercise last night. I haven't eaten until now, and my stomach is a little empty.

"Ah Li, early." Liu San had two dark circles on her face that were even more serious than her, and the two brothers stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder. and handed over the barbecued pork bun he had made in the house this morning.

"Early." He Dangli took the bun the size of her fist, put it to her mouth and chewed it. The skin is thin and the noodles are soft and fragrant, and sure enough, the steamed buns made by the chef of the Liu family are delicious.

"You two of you, you went to be a thief last night, why are the black marks on your face more serious than the other." He Dangli, who was finishing the last bite of the bun in his mouth, couldn't help but be amazed when he saw several other people coming. I didn't remember that she was one of them.

"You're too embarrassed to talk about us." Zhu San hummed and took a bite of the egg scones, and the three of them stuffed everything into their mouths, and took out an oily fruit cake and nibbled on it.