The night is hazy, and when it comes to the second quarter of the moon, the moonlight cannot be seen in the first half of the night, so that the sky is like ink, but the stars are extraordinarily bright, and the starlight is sprinkled, shining on the snow, and everything is still bright. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sometimes, this night is like an incomparably wide blanket, and the stars in the sky are like crystalline and shining gems adorned on this blanket.

Xiao Yiyi got the news at dusk that Luo Zhaoyun was going back to Beijing today and was going to visit her house at night, and this news made her calm heart completely fluctuate.

In the past, she had been like this in the Qinglou, selling her art but not herself, wandering between the various gate forces, circling and communicating, playing the piano and flute, drinking and composing lyrics, drunk and dreaming of death.

At that time, she was somewhat numb and couldn't find the true meaning of life, but Luo Zhaoyun's appearance brought new life to her life, and she gradually got used to getting along with him, occasionally dating secretly, and even sharing the same bed, sleeping with clothes, although there was no physical relationship, but pure spiritual love made these literary and artistic young women even more excited.

Women are all emotional, many times, full of poetry and picturesque, romantic feelings, the more they do not pierce that layer of paper, when they fall in love, they want to have unobtainable constraints, and the blending and entanglement of spirits often make women more intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

But in this year, Luo Zhaoyun was ordered to build the Eastern Capital, Xiao Yiyi didn't see him, and the loss and longing in his heart became stronger and stronger as time went by.

Thoughts are like knives, scraping people's flesh and blood little by little, and the torture of thoughts is no less painful than the pain of a real knife cutting a wound.

This year, Xiao Yiyi didn't know how she survived, and occasionally when she missed it too much, she would secretly go to the back house of Yanyulou, sit in Luo Zhaoyun's attic study in a daze, touch his pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and some old things, touching things.

A post at dusk today made Xiao Yiyi almost jump up and shout, and directly closed the door to thank the guests, and went back to his mansion early to wait on the grounds that she was ill.

knew that the appointed time was late at night, but Xiao Yiyi didn't have the heart to do anything else, so she came back to take a bath, dress up, send someone to prepare a high-quality meal, and prepare to have a drink with him at night.

"On the first day I returned to the capital, he came to my house to spend the night at night, did he miss me very much, just as I missed him, so what about being stupid?" Xiao Yiyi was analyzing, the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, no matter what, the fact that he could come to her on the first night of his return showed her importance, this was Xiao Yiyi's self-guess.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, Xiao Yiyi waited hard, and asked a personal maid to wait at the back door of the courtyard, always responding, while another maid was waiting downstairs, and she was at the door of her own pavilion, looking forward to it.

"Yiyi!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yiyi heard someone in the room shouting him, was startled, turned around, and found that Luo Zhaoyun was already standing in the room.

"Ah, it's you, Luo Cheng, how did you get in?"

Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly and said, "I jumped over the wall and came in through the window." ”

"You didn't go back and downstairs?" Xiao Yiyi was taken aback.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded awkwardly, in fact, he wanted to try his body, he had not practiced internal strength before, although he could climb over the wall and move quickly, but after all, there were limitations, this time he had practiced for four or five months of internal strength True Qi, coupled with his own original strength, combined with each other, made rapid progress, and transformed into each other, which was equivalent to having stored a lot of internal strength.

Once he pressed the light body kung fu and the flying longitudinal technique was launched, his body was as light as a swallow, and he glided in the air for a short distance, as if he was flying, and it became very easy to pass through the wall and the courtyard.

At this time, his skills are more like a warrior than a worldly fierce general.

"I left maids at the back door and downstairs, do you see?"

"I didn't pay attention, I came from the eaves."

"Ah, you're going to be a flower thief!" Xiao Yiyi said in surprise.

Luo Zhaoyun touched his nose, smiled and said, "Yes, flower thief, if you act tonight, you will come to pick the most beautiful flower in the capital." ”

Xiao Yiyi's cheeks were red, delicate, she dressed up carefully tonight, wearing a goose-yellow flower cloud brocade pipa placket dark flower jacket top, a long skirt with a plain white embroidered twig vase pattern, a lotus lotus embroidery on her shoulders, thin eyebrows of willow leaves, long eyelashes, eyes like water, cherry mouth, and a charming posture in the candlelight, swaying.

Luo Zhaoyun laughed dryly, what he said just now seemed to be provocative. The suspicion of amusement made the atmosphere awkward and ambiguous.

"I'll send someone to recall them, and then serve us food and wine......." Xiao Yiyi took the opportunity to go out to make arrangements, and when she returned in a moment, the rosy color on her cheeks faded a little.

However, her eyes were even hotter, staring at Luo Zhaoyun carefully, and found that his figure was more erect, his face was broad, handsome, and extraordinary, and he had faded from the immature demeanor of a teenager and turned into an elegant and masculine man.

This face and figure fused with the man figure who was constantly thinking and weaving a perfect image in her mind, making Xiao Yiyi feel that this was him, the perfect man in her heart.

Luo Zhaoyun is indeed more mature, and his laughter is more lethal to women, and he asked softly, "Do you miss me?" ”

It was a joke, which made Xiao Yiyi's eyes moisten a little, she hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, and the squeezing and restraint of this kind of emotion finally came to break the embankment.

"Luo Cheng!" Xiao Yiyi suddenly threw herself into Xiao Yiyi's arms, hugged his body, and listened to the powerful heartbeat and strong masculinity.

Luo Zhaoyun hesitated with both hands, and then hugged her tightly, feeling the softness and elasticity of the beauty's body, as well as the beautiful smell of the woman's fragrance. (To be continued.) )