It has been more than ten days since the outbreak of the Liang Nan Wu Gu case, and Su He has been so busy for the past few days that he hasn't even slept much. Countless official letters drifted towards him like snowflakes, making him, who was already lacking in skills, physically and mentally exhausted after dealing with the affairs of Su Jin and Chu Changting, and he couldn't keep his spirits up. On this day, he was looking at the process of handling the witch case reported by the counties under the city, and suddenly felt a trance in front of him, and his body was a little unsupportable.

The incense curls up, faintly diffusing the ambiguous sweet fragrance of saffron.

Su He squinted at the incense that Su Zhi had just brought to him to soothe his nerves today, and a soft smile appeared in his tired eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, there seemed to be something hidden in his body, a rose-red figure flashed in his mind, and then he had the strange idea of going to the flower building.

It seems that there are people and promises that he has easily forgotten at will.

In a groggy state, he had some headaches. Holding the lax idea of just going there to relax, he took off the net towel and pulled out the hosta, like a waterfall ink hair dripping down in an instant, as if splashing ink painting wantonly.

Pinching his eyebrows, he put away all the case files, and his slender figure fell into the afterglow, shining with light.

Go out, cross the corridor, cross the lake pavilion, and go to the flower hall.

The spring evening breeze was beautiful and ambiguous, and the itch of drilling into the heart was in the warm air, scratching Su He's drowsy nerves.

In the cluster of lilac flowers full of eyes, Han Yaoxi shook the gold and silver thread embroidered sun and moon fan, and the apricot tassels fluttered lightly under the snow-white wrist, charming but dusty, graceful but pure.

She looked back at Su He, and the sleeping phoenix's eyes were graceful, revealing the charm in her bones.

"Master Su, good evening, where are you going?"

In a few words, Qingyi's voice was distant and clear, with the natural soft language of a woman in Liangnan Water Town, like the dawn of the morning, the fog was dispersed, and the showers and waterfalls hit the face, with a resolute beak that could not be ignored, Shuang Li cleared the layers of haze in Su He's heart and split a ray of skylight.

Su He woke up suddenly, his heart was as thunderous, and his absurd and nonsensical thoughts were suddenly shattered by this scene. He stood silently, his crow's feather black hair gently lifted by the wind, and slowly fell on his shoulders like jade. The eyes could no longer be calm, the moment the eyes fell on Han Miaoxi, the wind gusted, the thunder rolled and roared, the heavens and the earth were turbulent and roaring, and the rivers and mountains were shaking and hideous. Love sharp knife, love sword, he is trapped in the shadow of the sword and sword, unable to move an inch, unable to form an army, disarmed and surrendered, bowing his head.

He finally knew clearly that he was so excited that it would be difficult to turn back.

"It's okay to come late, see that the sky is just right, feel free to stroll." Su He paused, his eyes flickered, and his voice was like a hidden stratus cloud, gentle and doting but hiding and avoiding.

Han Miaoxi smiled slightly, blessed her body, and didn't plan to talk to Su He anymore, turned around and continued to concentrate on counting the petals of the lilacs. Ai Qing's figure floated in the sparse shadow with the lilacs, and fell in the eyes, inexplicably charming.

Looking at Han Miao's dusty figure like a clear breeze and a bright moon, Su He felt that his body was hot. He involuntarily walked up to Han Miao's side, reached out to hold her hand, and the cold temperature in his palm aroused the heat in his body. He clenched it tightly, and the smooth and soft touch was a little closer, which was fascinating.

Although Han Miaoxi looked at Su He lightly, she was really a little panicked and uneasy in her heart. She knew that she was redeemed by Su He and sold her body to him, but in the past month since she entered the mansion, Su He has treated her politely, gently and detachedly, and has never done anything out of the ordinary to her, and the psychological construction of selling her body that she had done for herself a long time ago has slowly disappeared. Today's sudden closeness made her, who was used to relaxing, a little confused.

She didn't want to, but she knew that she had no right to refuse.

Su He's eyes gradually became a little confused, his heart was stuffy and itchy, and he reached out to touch Han Miao's shoulder, feeling that her body was slender and wonderful, and Ying Ying could turn her jade shoulder into something in her palm with a grip. Su He took her into his arms with all his might, greedily absorbing the sweet fragrance of the girl's sunshine and rain on her body. The warm snort pounced on Han Miao's snow-white neck, making her tremble slightly, and the large area of smooth and tender white skin instantly flushed.

"Master Su......" Han Miaoji is a virgin after all, and at this moment, he was slightly teased, and his voice became uncontrollably soft. Her voice was already refreshing and cool, giving people a refreshing feeling when the mountain breeze rolled up the thin cool and hazy mist, and at this moment her tone carried the delicate and charming between the girl's bed, just like the two heavens of ice and fire, the warm sparks were wrapped in the blizzard of the moon, and the fierce collision made the dry fire in Su He's body crazy and burning.

Although Su He noticed that his emotions today were very different from those in the past, but the beauty was on his side, and the countless official documents in recent days made him tired, so he no longer wanted to suppress the impulsive feeling in his heart that had arisen since he first saw Han Miao, nor did he want to think about today's weirdness, he just wanted to have a moment of spring night, red silk warm tent, and go to Wushan with clouds and rain, and enjoy the ultimate wonderful pleasure among the towering mountains and swamps.

The heat wave in his heart was higher and higher for a while, and Su He could no longer suppress his emotions, so he hugged Han Miaoxuan in his arms with a big hand, and then walked quickly to his Crane Feather Xuan.

The door was closed vigorously, and Su He hugged Han Miaoxi and went straight to the soft bed, but he paused fiercely a second before putting Han Miaoxi on the bed, and his face suddenly became terrifying.

On the navy blue splendid soft bed, a naked jade body is displayed horizontally. With her back to Su He, Luo Jinxiang's quilt loomed to reveal the woman's graceful body lines, and a pair of slender and straight jade legs were the most eye-catching. On the soft quilt, the tender white fragrant shoulders and large semi-round arms are exposed, and in the dim yellow room where the lights and shadows are shaking, it looks erotic and seductive.

Su He's heart was itching, but at this moment, seeing such a woman of unknown origin lying naked on his bed, his mind covered by the scorching heat suddenly poured out like an empowering, he turned around and gritted his teeth

Han Miaoji put it on the Taishi chair next to her, then returned to the bed, and reached out to pinch the woman's neck.

The woman seemed to be asleep, her breasts rising and falling slightly, and her face flushed with suspicion. At this moment, Su He's cold hand pinched the back of his neck, and he suddenly woke up, a pair of big but godless eyes suddenly opened, and instinctively retreated and fled, but Su He held his neck tightly, and could only struggle a few times like a chicken being eaten by an eagle, and then wilted.

The woman was naked, leaning against a quilt to cover her body, and at this moment, Su He pinched her neck and lifted it, and her entire upper body was exposed to the air. Su He quickly turned his head away and didn't look, but he still felt that somewhere on his body couldn't help but harden in the afterglow.

Han Miaoxi looked at Su He and the delicate woman he held in his hand indifferently, and in the dim light, she vaguely recognized that the woman herself seemed to have seen in Huamanlou - on the day when Su He ransomed herself and Chu Changting, she looked up downstairs and saw that the woman had Su He's finger ambiguously in her mouth - Li Chun'er.

Her heart, which was stirred up by Su He just now, suddenly sank at this moment.

Realizing that the woman in her hand at this moment was Chun'er, Su He was a little stunned, and then lowered her face, lifted the quilt to cover her body, and asked in a suppressed voice, "Why are you here?" ”

"My lord, I'm ......" Chun'er finally saw Su He after more than a month, and at this moment, he didn't care that his neck was still pinched in his hand, and he spoke happily, his dark eyes flashed with a little spark, and his round arm climbed up Su He's shoulder familiarly, wanting to close the distance between himself and Su He, but Su He pinched his neck and slammed it back, tearing her hand away, and slamming her on the solid mahogany at the head of the bed, with a bang, Han Miaoji on the side couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her head.

"Answer me, why aren't you in the Huamanlou, and how did you come to my house? Or bypassed the defenses and got to my bed out of thin air? Su He frowned and asked coldly, his eyes full of vigilance and restraint.

Han Miaoxi turned her head to look at Su He's exposed neck, and found that his jade-white skin had become red at the moment, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, and his heart couldn't help but soften.

Chun'er was so slapped by Su He that tears overflowed, and she bit her lip in pain, trying not to let her facial expression be distorted by the pain. She slowed down, held back her sobs and said: "Today's birthday banquet of the son of the Zhou family in the north of the city, I have a full floor of flowers to hold a drinking party, I came to Kwai Shui is not suitable to welcome guests, my mother asked me to come out to buy some rouge spices, who knew that I was pulled into the alley and knocked unconscious when I walked on the street, and I was here with you when I woke up." She suddenly realized that she was naked, and hurriedly lifted the quilt to look at the mattress under her legs, and sure enough, she saw a mottled blood-red patch on the navy blue mattress.

Chun'er felt very ashamed, and her tears couldn't stop flowing. Seeing this, Su He also softened his heart, let go of the hand that was pinching Chun'er's neck, and looked at her with a complicated expression on his frown, as if he wanted to see the clues of lying from her face.

Chun'er closed her eyes and sobbed, feeling that after Su He let go of her neck, she threw herself at Su He, wrapped her arms around his neck and cried even more aggrievedly, her soft chest was tightly attached to Su He's chest, and she was wearing it thin in late spring, Su He could clearly feel the intoxicating softness lingering and rubbing on her chest, stirring up layers of desire.

Looking at the moving scene in front of her, Han Miaoxi and a woman felt that Su He would be a little uncontrollable. She watched silently, a trace of panic arose in her heart for no reason, and she even slightly hoped that Su He would push away Chun'er who was throwing herself into her arms at this time, and then come over and pick herself up.

I'm crazy. Han Miaoji turned her face away, but she was still thinking uncontrollably in her heart.

"Ridiculous, even if you are Kwai Shui, Zhou Gongzi's birthday is such a big banquet, is the hundred face fan willing to let you, a cash cow, come out?" Su He held the last shred of reason and pushed Chun'er away, and then said coldly.

The sweet smell of saffron filled the air, perhaps Su Zhi asked someone to light incense for his own house. Su He twitched his nose slightly, thinking in a trance. He obviously felt the heat wave in his body surging layer after layer, and the desire to control it was about to break out of the depths of his body like a loud noise, he really didn't want to entangle more with Chun'er at this moment, and before Chun'er answered him with big tearful eyes, he wrapped Chun'er's body tightly with a quilt, and then carried her neatly and threw her out of the door, and ordered the guards to lock her in the firewood room, and no one was allowed to enter or leave without his permission, and then quickly returned to the house.

Han Miaoji was still sitting quietly on the Taishi chair, and after hearing Su He's movement entering the door, she looked up and happened to meet Su He's eyes.

Like thousands of rivers and mountains rejuvenating in the cold night, like the stars and moonlight swaying in the black dome, the eyes collide, it is thousands.

After enduring it for a long time, Su He's eyes turned blood-red uncontrollably, he gasped slightly, strode towards Han Miao, scooped her up, and kissed her on the lips fiercely.