Chapter Eighty-Five: Tenderness and Sweetness
Su Yue was taken aback, the pen in her hand was not clenched, and it fell to the ground, and it was also stained with ink spots on the good drawing.
When he looked back, it was Zhu Yousong, who panicked and stretched his skirt to salute, and was about to kneel down as soon as his slender waist was folded.
Zhu Yousong looked at her soft and timid appearance, and knew that she was still a little afraid of herself because of the previous incident. Just untie her heart knot, otherwise the person next to the pillow is always afraid of herself, how can she do it.
Zhu Yousong sat on the swing under the tree, patted his thigh, and said, "Come on, come and sit." ”
Shizi's Mansion is an inner house, which is extraordinary, except for Zhu Yousong, no man can come in. Therefore, Su Yue was dressed in a regular dress of a daily Yanju, with a delicate posture and a graceful posture that could not be covered, anyway, she was not afraid of being looked at.
As soon as Su Yue got up, she was dragged into Zhu Yousong's arms, and a red glow rose on her white and tender cheeks, and she was ashamed until her neck.
Holding back his shame, he said, "Master, there are people." The voice was charming and sweet, Zhu Yousong looked back and saw that the two little maids were secretly looking over here.
Zhu Yousong opened his mouth and glared, and the two little maids smiled knowingly with a red face, and walked away holding hands in a bouncing manner.
Holding a peerless stunner in his arms and smelling the faint fragrance, Zhu Yousong already felt that he was going to be drunk without drinking.
"Yue'er, are you a little afraid of me?"
"No.. Not really. ”
"Dare to lie." Zhu Yousong pinched her soft buttocks and said: "Yue'er, we are partners who want to stay together for life, if you are respectful to me, there is no love in your heart, only fear, what is the meaning." ”
Where did Su Yue receive this kind of gentle means, her body was also crispy, and her heart was melted, she snuggled in Zhu Yousong's arms, boldly reached out and hugged his neck, her eyes were confused, she exhaled like an orchid, and muttered: "Master, the previous identity of the person was a.. Yes, my father is still so unbearable. ”
"That's not your choice, you are talented, and gentle and polite, I like you very much in my heart. As long as I like you, what do you care about other people's eyes, isn't it enough to have me to hurt you? Zhu Yousong changed his words and said loudly: "Besides, your father is really a talent, he is my right-hand man, I don't know how many great things he has done for me, let me tell you, you will be favored in the future, maybe you will still be touched by his light." ”
Su Yue only coaxed himself to be happy, and was greatly moved, his heart was warm, his eyes were red, and the mist was thick, and he got into Zhu Yousong's arms, like a pleasing kitten.
Zhu Yousong gently hugged her, stroked her hair, and said gently: "You haven't finished painting yet, hurry up and paint the two of us into it." I'm so handsome and chic, you're still a beautiful country, and it's perfect when you add it to the painting. ”
Su Yue chuckled and took a sip, with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, how can there be people in flower and bird paintings, it is better to write a poem and reward it to Yue'er." ”
Zhu Yousong laughed and said: "You little hoof, the master who bullied you can't recite poems and lyrics, and Lao Tzu prefers to compose a poem." ”
Su Yue clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Okay, okay." A pair of eyes stared at Zhu Yousong with admiration, waiting for him to make a limerick to make a few laughs.
Zhu Yousong hooked her pointed chin and said, "My hands are a little tired, I'll read it, and you go and write it." ”
Su Yue knew that he couldn't hold his words, and she didn't laugh at him, so she squinted and picked up the pen, waiting for the inscription.
Zhu Yousong saw her bend over, her round buttocks showed her shape, and she gestured and moved. Sweet and charming, knowing that this little stunner should have completely let go of his heart, and from then on his body and heart were tied to himself, and he couldn't run away.
secretly said in his heart, "Alas, a generation of love saints, it's just like that, life is really lonely like snow!" ”
Zhu Yousong originally wanted to plagiarize a few lines of poetry to save face for himself and make this beauty worship himself even more. But when the words come to the mouth, I really can't say it, plagiarism is such a thing, you have to be kind-hearted to a certain extent, and you still can't do it. Fortunately, he was also a young man in his previous life, and it is still okay to write a few original poems, although the level is not high, but it is also in line with the identity of Xiaofu Wang.
Zhu Yousong pretended, shook his head, walked a few steps, and groaned: "
The mountains and rivers of Qingdu are rainy, and the fragrant flowers fall wave by wave.
Qingcong had no intention of stepping on flowers, and the red sleeves intended to rely on Jianglou.
The moon is chaotic and the temples are ashamed, and the lonely heart is always autumn.
Who is lovesick and has no memory? Laugh and pat the green shirt together.
After the new rain in the east of Luoyang City, Liu Lang once laughed at the prince.
It's just that the people of Pengshan can't get it, so that the young man has a blank head.
If you want to write lovesickness, the ink does not flow, and the book becomes hateful and presses the paper back.
According to the whispers in my ears last year, it is clear that the wind is blowing down tonight.
The dust has passed by with the wind, and it is always wrong to think about it. ”
He chanted, Su Yue wrote a sentence, and it happened to be completed together. His poem is quite neat and has a bit of charm, which greatly exceeded Su Yue's expectations, and he thought that this big man didn't even recognize all the words.
"Master, that's amazing!"
Zhu Yousong was proud, and said with his hands behind his back: "You haven't learned how powerful your master is, so you don't have to make a fuss." ”
Su Yueqiao's face flushed, and she said softly: "Ye knows how to make fun of others, and people ignore you." ”
Zhu Yousong hugged her from behind with a wicked smile, Su Yue's writhing body suddenly touched a hard thing, like her ass was stung, and she was about to jump away. It's just that he was surrounded by Zhu Yousong's big hands, how could he dodge.
Su Yue begged in a low voice: "Master, in broad daylight, go to the room." ”
Zhu Yousong smiled and said, "Isn't it good here?" ”
After speaking, he hugged the soft and boneless fragrant body, put it on the swing under the pomegranate tree, and turned his back to himself. Su Yue was very flustered, and Ai Ai said, "Master, what are you doing?" Do what? ”
Zhu Yousong didn't speak, only untied the belt, pressed Su Yue on the swing, pulled the two wrists to the back of the incense, and tied the belt lightly. Lifted her skirt up, and did not remove it, the skirt lifted from the back was extremely long, covering Su Yue's head and face, her eyes were dark, she couldn't see anything, and she felt even more embarrassed and begged.
Zhu Yousong took off her dirty pants, and the full moon with two petals of pink light was exposed, and the round texture was even more thrilling against the small waist like willow branches.
If it was before, Su Yue would only feel miserable in her heart, and there was a kind of humiliation of being played with by him. But today, Zhu Yousong agitated a three-inch incorruptible tongue and a sweet talk, which had already captured the heart of this stunner. Being able to please the man you like is naturally very different from being tricked by someone. Su Yue twisted her waist slightly, and a full moon swayed, and she let out a low pant that hooked her soul.
Zhu Yousong couldn't hold back any longer, picked up his shirt, and raised his gun.
The pomegranate blossoms are like fire, and the spring is boundless...