"Brother Yuanqing, hurry, hurry, come to fight the landlord" After dinner, he returned to his yard, and Xiangcheng shouted happily. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Yuanqing's black line fell, Nima, is there only one left in the current nightlife?

Since a man and two women fought the landlord for a night on the night of the candle in the cave room, this activity has become a common practice.

How many days have you been married, the last base is still not completed, and every night is fighting the landlord, seeing that Wang Ziyu, a beautiful girl, can only watch dryly, Wu Yuanqing has cried countless times in his heart.

Every morning, Wu Shiyan and Yang would look at their daughter-in-law's walking posture, and then naturally every time they got disappointment.

The old couple's faces are getting darker and darker day by day, looking at Wu Yuanqing is like looking at a mallet, no, the mallet is still hard, just like looking at the rope, I always feel that it is soft and lying on my stomach.

"Xiangcheng, you can sleep alone tonight, Brother Yuanqing will sleep with your sister Ziyu for one night," Wu Yuanqing said with his eyes shining brightly.

"Why do you want to sleep alone with Sister Ziyu" Xiangcheng didn't know whether he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, so he asked in confusion.

"Eh, your sister Ziyu is sick today" Wu Yuanqing casually made up a nonsense: "My brother has to take care of her at night."

"Then let's sleep together, my husband can also take care of my sister" Xiangcheng said, she will be Brother Yuanqing for a while, and the title of her husband will not be panicked for a while, Wang Ziyu said a few times, but Xiangcheng still does what I stubbornly think of what to shout, in this regard, Wu Yuanqing has nothing to say, anyway, he knows that she is calling him, as for what does it matter.

Wu Yuanqing was asked, his mind was blank for a while, and he couldn't think of how to answer.

Wang Ziyu was wearing a snow-white gauze robe, leaning against the pillar and watching the two of them eat and laugh, waiting to see how Wu Yuanqing answered.

"What, your sister Ziyu has an infectious disease, do you know that infectious disease is contagious, just like the victims outside the city, if you have an infectious disease, you have to be isolated, so you can't sleep with us tonight, otherwise it will infect you" After a pause, Wu Yuanqing finally had the following.

"But, husband, aren't you afraid of being infected, I think it's better to let the thrush take care of Sister Ziyu, the thrush is my sister's personal maid, and she must be better at taking care of her sister than her brother," Xiangcheng said with a worried face.

"Eh" Wu Yuanqing is stuck again.

"Hahahaha" watched her husband eat deflated, and the prince couldn't be happy.

"Oh, I'll take care of it, what kind of thrush to use" Wu Yuanqing shouted with some shame, and then pushed her into the room that belonged to her without waiting for Xiangcheng to say more. For the first time in so many days, Xiangcheng entered his house at night.

"Okay, okay, let's go back to the house and rest" Wu Yuanqing closed the door of Xiangcheng and turned his head to Wang Ziyu and said.

"Husband, when did the concubine get sick, why don't the concubines know" Wang Ziyu joked with a smile.

"Hehe" Wu Yuanqing smiled in a low voice: "You are not sick, it is my husband and I am sick and want you to take care of it."

At this moment, a voice came from the door: "Princess, the concubine just lied to you" The speaker was Xiangcheng's personal palace maid Luluo.

Then I heard Xiangcheng say in disgust: "I still need you to say, Brother Yuanqing just wants to do that embarrassing thing with Sister Ziyu, he doesn't know about me."

"Then you just ...... Pothos's puzzled voice sounded.

"Giggles, that's teasing Brother Yuanqing, didn't you see how interesting my brother's expression was just now?" Xiangcheng smiled like a silver bell.

The dialogue in "poof" made Wu Yuanqing almost vomit blood, he never expected that Xiangcheng would have such a quirky side.

"Hahahaha," Wang Ziyu laughed again.

Wang Ziyu's room, which was also the first time she came here at night. I used to sleep every night, and the three of them were in the same room in the cave room.

After washing, it was time to go to bed, and Wang Ziyu began to be shy. When the three of them slept together before, it was nothing, because at that time, Wu Yuanqing had a bed by himself, and Wang Ziyu and Xiangcheng had a bed.

Now it was the first time that the two of them were alone at night, which made Wang Ziyu really feel a newlywed cave room.

"Madam, please go to bed" Wu Yuanqing had already laid down on the bed first, patted the position next to him and smiled at Wang Ziyu to invite him.

Wang Ziyu took a sip and walked to the side of the bed shyly.

"Come on, you" Wu Yuanqing stretched out his hand and dragged Wang Ziyu down on the bed, and said loudly: "It's been so many days since you got married, what are you ashamed of."

"Come, let the husband kiss first" said with a big mouth and was about to press Wang Ziyu's small mouth.

"Don't...."Wang Ziyu tensed all over, and stretched out his little hand to block it with a coquettish groan.

But Wu Yuanqing, whether in his previous life or in this life, is a person who has had countless practical combat experience, and he is considered to be battle-hardened and skilled, which can be resisted by a chick like Wang Ziyu, and the big mouth shook slightly from side to side, and her little hand accurately kissed the cherry small mouth.

A feeling of dizziness made Wang Ziyu subconsciously open his lips, his teeth opened slightly, and then Wu Yuanqing's big tongue opened her teeth and attacked her mouth, wrapped her lilac tongue and began to stir and lick.

Wang Ziyu felt a numb and crispy feeling filling his body, and as if he was overpowered, his tense delicate body suddenly softened, like noodles.

Wu Yuanqing's big hand began to roam over his daughter-in-law's bumpy and delicate body, and after a while, the two of them were clean and slippery.

After nearly a quarter of an hour of prelude, Wu Yuanqing was about to pick up his gun and get on the horse, but at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then he smiled and leaned down in Wang Ziyu's red ear and recited a poem: "The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you." Hey, good poetry, good poetry".

After a cloud and rain, Wang Ziyu pillowed Wu Yuanqing's arm and drilled into his arms, his fingers poked his chest for a while, and his mouth said with disgust: "Bad guy, the poems you write are so obscene."

This is naturally the sentence just now, "The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen has been opened for you today." ”

This poem comes from the poem "Guest Arrival" by the poet Saint Du Fu, which talks about welcoming guests.

The reason why Wu Yuanqing used this poem just now is to blame the novels he read when he was in high school, at that time, they were some pirated books rented outside the school, blue and yellow, good and bad, naturally some will have explicit descriptions, and often use this poem to write the first time the first time, the first time, at that time Wu Yuanqing didn't know Du Fu's poem, so he naturally thought that this poem was originally a description of love.

Later, although I understood, once I thought of this poem, I would still subconsciously think of love, so I read this poem to Wang Ziyu at the moment when he picked up the gun and got on the horse.

Hearing his daughter-in-law say this, Wu Yuanqing not only did not explain, but also recited two more lines of poetry with a smile: "The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance." The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. “

Well, if the sentence just now is still ambiguous, then this sentence is really a poem that describes the state of a woman after love.

Just the right corresponds to the feeling of Wang Ziyu now, that is, she is delicate and powerless, and it is indeed a warm spring night in the hibiscus tent, and it is the beginning of the new grace.