Third Sister Yang has accumulated enthusiasm for a long time, and she almost melted Zhang Xuan alive.

Zhang Xuan hugged this mature carcass, hesitated for a moment, but still let go of his heart, leaned down and kissed Yang Sanjie's bright red cherry lips.

In this era when you can legally and reasonably indulge in your desires, in the face of such a charming woman who is as deep as a sea throw, Zhang Xuan does not want to refuse, and there is no reason to refuse.

Yang Sanjie is different from other Chang'an ladies, she may not be simple-minded, but simple, no ambition, no desire for power, no twists and turns, although she likes luxury life, but after all, she is still a temperamental person.

To like is to like. What does it matter about status, age gap...... Third Sister Yang let go of all of them and devoted herself to it.

After a hot kiss, Third Sister Yang muttered coquettishly, "Little wrongdoer, let's have the slave family, the slave family thinks you are so hard!。

Zhang Xuan smiled, reached in with a familiar car, held the already ripe apple, and pinched it casually, the abundance of the tentacles brought him great stimulation.

Third Sister Yang trembled, glanced at Zhang Xuan with silky eyes, and sighed with a flying face, "Little wrongdoer, little bad and ...... You tap, you hurt the slave! ”

The cold wind blows through the whole city, and the sun rises outside the door, and the sound of firecrackers one after another indicates that the prosperity of Chang'an City on this day has officially kicked off. However, in the bedroom of the third sister Yang in Mrs. Yuguo's house, there is boundless spring.

Zhang Xuan hugged Yang Sanjie and lay on the couch, leaning over to stare at Yang Sanjie's well-maintained and fair-skinned and extremely slippery body in front of her, her eyes were eager and aggressive.

Third Sister Yang raised two condensed jade arms to wrap around Zhang Xuan's neck, and said softly with a red face, "Little wrongdoer, what are you waiting for?" The slave family is so shameless, what else do you want the slave family to do? ”

Zhang Xuantan went down and grabbed the stiffness on Yang Sanjie's chest again, while the other hand gently roamed over her delicate body, and sighed softly, "Third sister, are you really ready?" ”

Although Sanjie Yang's love was as strong as fire, she was still slightly stunned when she heard Zhang Xuan's words.

But I heard Zhang Xuan say softly, "Third sister, if you become my woman, you can only be my woman in this life, and what I want is definitely not a moment of joy." ”

Third Sister Yang's charming face turned red, her eyes flashed, but Gegejiao smiled and said, "I can't see that your little enemy is quite domineering, since the slave family wants to follow you, where can you be half-hearted? ”

Third Sister Yang sat up straight, grabbed Zhang Xuan's hand presumptuously and boldly, and put it between the two white rabbits that were jumping up and down, "Don't you understand the heart of the slave family?" The slave family doesn't want any name, just ask you to be nice to the slave family, don't forget that the slave family is alone in the empty room, and they are waiting for you day and night. ”

Outside the door of Yang Sanjie's bedroom, under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

Pei Hui stood silently alone, his expression slightly complicated.

Zhang Xuan has been in his mother's bedroom for a long time, and he hasn't come out, and I'm afraid a fool can guess what is going on in the room.

Over the years, for the sorrow and loneliness of his mother, Pei Hui knows better than anyone that he actually does not exclude that Yang Sanjie has the support for the rest of her life.

The mother fell in love with Zhang Xuan, and Pei Hui had already seen it. Moreover, he knew very well in his heart that his mother was moved by true feelings, and he really wanted to commit to this man.

It's just that the age gap between the two is a little bigger, in this open Tang Dynasty, although it is not a shocking thing, it is almost impossible for Yang Sanjie to marry into the General's Mansion in a proper and bright way.

I hope he can be kind to his mother, and I hope that his mother can get his own happiness. Pei Hui was silently thinking about his thoughts, and was about to turn around and leave, but saw several maids running over from the front yard in a panic.

Pei Hui's face was straight, for fear of disturbing the third sister Yang and Zhang Xuan in the room, he waved his hand and said in a low voice, "What's the alarm?" Don't make a lot of noise! ”

The maid was stunned, but she didn't dare to refute, so she had to bow down and say softly, "Prince, Her Royal Highness Princess Wanchun is here." ”

Pei Hui frowned, "On the day of Yuanzheng, it is still early, what is His Highness Wanchun doing when he comes to our mansion?" ”

The maid smiled secretly bitterly, and said in her heart, Son-in-law, Son-in-law, it's still early, and it's all three poles in the morning. There have been several groups of guests in this house to greet Mrs. for the New Year, but Mrs. does not get up and does not come forward to receive her.

Pei Hui was asking a few maids, but he heard the sound of gentle and rapid footsteps not far away, Princess Wanchun, who was dressed in a gorgeous palace skirt with a smile on her face, had already pinched the corners of her skirt and broke in, and greeted from afar, "Pei Hui, Madam is so lazy, it's time for this, and she can't get up yet!" ”

"This palace is going to tell Mrs. to get up, and this palace has told Mrs. to go to Qujiang Pond to enjoy it today."

Wan Chun is not very different from the other daughters of the old emperor. In terms of personality, she has neither the brutality of an ordinary princess nor the restraint of an aristocratic woman, she jumps around every day, and people in their twenties are still the same as little girls.

In terms of appearance, although Wan Chun is not blue-eyed and yellow-haired, with deep-set eye sockets, he looks like a mixed-race child with Hu blood.

Pei Hui was greatly embarrassed, and stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Pei Hui has seen His Royal Highness Wanchun. His Royal Highness Wanchun, my mother suffered some wind chills last night, and now she is asleep after taking the Paste Hundred Medicines. His Royal Highness Wan Chun, please stay at home in the front yard living room first......"

Princess Wanchun waved her hand with a detached expression, and said with a big grin...... "This palace is not an outsider. Since the lady is sick, the palace has to visit the patient. Okay, okay, Pei Hui, this palace will go to the lady's boudoir to see, what should you do, you don't have to accompany this palace. ”

After speaking, Wan Chun walked towards Yang Sanjie's bedroom with a light grin.

Pei Hui's face was anxious, for fear that Wan Chun would break in and break the affair between Zhang Xuan and Yang Sanjie, and wanted to stop Wan Chun but didn't dare, so he had to shout loudly in fear, "Mother, His Royal Highness Wan Chun has arrived!" ”

"Embracing the snow into a peak, aiding the fragrance as dew, like a double bead, wanting to make the first impression of Fangxi, Xu Long gradually rising, frequently tied to red socks, it seems that there is still nothing. The lonely hair is difficult to describe, the chicken head is Mobi, and the autumn water is the white jade skin of the god, do you know? If you ask about the taste, you can get it. ”

"Luo Yi can see the place, the two points of grace and letter are the most, like a tortoiseshell on the edge of the stamen, the height of the jade mountain, and a small coral. After bathing, cover first, the skirt is loose and afraid of fading, and the back is silver and red. Whoever suffers, remembering that Ah Hou is sleeping, and has called Lang. ”

Zhang Xuan crouched on the small desk and waved his pen, and then handed the paper in his hand to Yang Sanjie with a smile.

Third Sister Yang was also naked and dressed in brocade quilts and took a look, she couldn't help but blush, glared at Zhang Xuan with disgust, gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "Okay, you are a little enemy, relying on a little talent to learn, just write this kind of glamorous words to tease the slave family......"

Third Sister Yang brushed the paper, leaned over and pressed it against Zhang Xuan, and a pair of softness pinched the tender meat on Zhang Xuan's waist and twisted it raw.

Zhang Xuan was about to "scream" in pain, when suddenly Pei Hui's throat-breaking shout came from the courtyard.

Third Sister Yang's face changed suddenly, and Zhang Xuan was also taken aback.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly heard someone knocking softly outside the door, Zhang Xuan was about to get up and dress quickly, Yang Sanjie blushed, and said in her heart, You can't get out. He lifted the wide brocade quilt and motioned for Zhang Xuan to get in.

Zhang Xuan had no choice but to get in, stick to the inside of the bed, and hide himself in the brocade quilt.

And Sanjie Yang quickly finished the bed, also lay down, pulled the brocade quilt, and let Zhang Xuan, who was lying in the brocade quilt, hide it against her naked and naked body, and then lazily whispered, "Your Highness Wanchun." Let's wait outside the door for a while, and see you again when the slave family changes clothes. ”

Wan Chun has been in close contact with Yang Sanjie recently, because Wan Chun has a good relationship with Yang Yuhuan, so she is also close to these people in the Yang family, especially Yang Sanjie.

She is used to coming and going to Yang Sanjie, and they are all women, and she has an active personality, where is there still patience to wait outside the door, so she pushed the door hard and walked in.

In this Mrs. Qiuguo's mansion, Sanjie Yang's bedroom is a forbidden place, even if it is her son Pei Hui, she is not allowed or trespassing, so Sanjie Yang has no bolted door.

Who would have thought that Wan Chun, a little princess who doesn't play cards according to common sense, would go straight in?

In fact, Sanjie Yang also forgot about yesterday's date with Wan Chun because of her deep affection for Zhang Xuan.

Wan Chun Ge Jiao walked over with a smile, sat on the edge of the bed with a big grin, looked at the third sister Yang who was blushing with a charming face, and said in surprise, "Where is the lady sick, the lady in this palace looks quite good and is full of energy." ”

Third Sister Yang was nervous, she was not afraid of leaking her affairs with Zhang Xuan, but she was worried that this would affect Zhang Xuan's reputation, after all, he was not only an important minister of the court, but also a famous scholar.

It is purely normal for men and women to love, but it is another thing to be bumped into by the princess of the dynasty.

Third Sister Yang smiled embarrassedly with a red face, pulled the brocade quilt, covered her half-naked breasts, and disguised, "Your Highness Wanchun, the slave family occasionally felt cold last night and got up late...... His Royal Highness went to the living room to have tea first, and the slave family came to accompany His Highness. ”

As she was talking, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her lower abdomen, as if one of Zhang Xuan's hands gently slid over her body.

As soon as the love ended, Third Sister Yang's body was so sensitive, such a light touch instantly made her Xiafei's cheeks fly, her eyes were like silk, and she almost didn't moan.

Wan Chun snorted softly, got up a little suspiciously, reached over and touched Third Sister Yang's smooth forehead, glanced at her reddened breasts, and couldn't help but laugh again, "Madam is sleeping naked, but it's the same as this palace!" ”

Zhang Xuan was hiding in the brocade quilt and was feeling a little depressed, but when he suddenly heard Wanchun's words, he almost laughed: It turns out that this Princess Wanchun actually has the habit of sleeping naked...... The concept is very advanced!

The corners of Yang Sanjie's mouth twitched in embarrassment, and she subconsciously pulled the spring light on her chest again. (To be continued.)