Although Mrs. Qin Guo was coquettish and blamed in her mouth, in fact, she had already been in the spring. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info half a year of longing, what can be used to relieve the pain of this longing? If it is a young boy or girl who has not been involved in the world, it is natural to use hugs and kisses to dispel it. But for a well-ripened beauty, there is nothing more to cure the poison of lovesickness than a hearty dedication to body and mind. Therefore, every joke of Wang Yuan was like sprinkling an aphrodisiac in Mrs. Qin's wine. Mrs. Qin Guo only drank four or five glasses of wine, but she had already begun to sweat slightly, her face began to burn, and her face was full of red clouds and beauty.

"It's hot." Mrs. Qin Guo said coquettishly. Then she took off her thick outer robe, revealing her close-fitting coat. This time, the temperature in the house soared even more. The mature woman's thriving body curves are exquisite, and her snow-white skin turns into an excited pink under the light of red candles.

Wang Yuan's eyes were even more inseparable from Mrs. Qin's body, Mrs. Qin Guo pulled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white plump arms to pour wine for Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan's hand wrapped around her waist, and Mrs. Qin Guo fell on Wang Yuan's thigh with a sigh.

Seeing this, Yang Yuhuan hurriedly covered his face and got up and said, "I'm not strong enough to drink, so I'll go back to the room first." ”

Wang Yuan was also dizzy, and then realized that Yang Yuhuan was still present, and hurriedly said: "Miss Yuhuan forgives her sins, and she is rude." Please sit down and continue drinking. ”

Mrs. Qin Guo said coquettishly: "Let the little sister go back to the room to rest, the little sister is not strong enough to drink." Little sister, you go, my sister promised you a certain number, and I will share your share, and you don't want to sneak around with Erlang. ”

Yang Yuhuan was even more blushing, and hurriedly stood up and went quickly. Wang Yuan was speechless, once this Mrs. Qin Guo was emotional, she also saw the shadow of Mrs. Qin Guo. This is still the same person as the cold and rational Mrs. Qin Guo on weekdays.

"Jiro." Mrs. Qin Guo screamed coquettishly, her body climbed up like a snake, put her arms around Wang Yuan's head, and sent her red lips up. Wang Yuan could still hold it there, hugged it, and while kissing, he skillfully peeled off the already small clothes on Mrs. Qin Guo's body. Peeled the plump body of a lady of Qin Guo into a small white sheep and exposed it to the air.

Mrs. Qin Guo felt that her top and bottom shirt were leaving her body, and said in a coquettish voice with the last remaining trace of reason: "Carry me into the room." ”

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "What room do you enter?" It's good here. ”

Mrs. Qin Guo pointed to the door of Yang Yuhuan, whose curtain was shaking, and said tiredly: "Bastard, the little sister is next door." ”

Wang Yuan ripped off the last armament of Mrs. Qin's lower body, and said in a dumb voice: "So what? Aren't all your sisters mine? "Anyway, fierce. Straightened his waist and stabbed his body, which was already as angry as a dragon, into the already muddy honey of Mrs. Qin Guo. Mrs. Qin Guo was caught off guard and was pierced by this shot, almost killing her. With cold air in his mouth, he raised his head to the sky and let out a strange cry like a dying person, and the next moment he was immersed in endless happiness.

In the west wing room separated by a curtain, Yang Yuhuan had nowhere to stay in the room. I could hear the strange sound in the hall outside my ears, and even if I took a pillow and quilt next to my ears, it was difficult to resist the magical sound from penetrating into my ear drums, and I was really ashamed and annoyed.

"This bastard Wang Yuan actually ...... It's actually in the hall...... And it began. Don't you take care of my feelings? I can't stand this voice. The eighth sister is also ...... How did my self-loving eighth sister become like this? How can this bastard be allowed to do this? Last time, I played some kind of trick of tearing clothes, and I was torn all over my body that night. What kind of tricks did you tell me about the two heavens of ice and fire, what kind of tricks did King Kong Dulong drill, hey...... Eighth sister, you have fallen. You're really depraved. ”

Yang Yuhuan complained and was ashamed of something in her heart, however, the strange sound from the hall made her whole body hot, and there was a strange feeling in her body, like a fire burning slowly, only to feel dry mouth and restless. She wanted to close the door, but when she got to it, she couldn't help but reach out and open a corner of the curtain. Then she saw that the eighth sister, Mrs. Qin Guo, was raising her head to the sky, her hair was frantically shaken, and she was extremely intoxicated.

"How can it? …… How can the eighth sister sit in ...... Above him? This posture is embarrassing. How does that bastard allow a woman on it? Yang Yuhuan shouted in his heart.

Yang Yuhuan wanted to look away several times, but his gaze seemed to be drawn, and he couldn't move it, and the hand holding the door was reluctant to close the door for a long time. She looked at the two bodies entangled on the soft couch in the hall, and her expression was confused. Wang Yuan was lying below, his head and face covered by the long hair hanging down from Mrs. Qin Guo, and his face could not be seen clearly. Yang Yuhuan was a little unwilling, staring at the position of Wang Yuan's head. Suddenly, Wang Yuan's face emerged from his hair, he turned his head to look at the gap in the door curtain, and showed a neat white tooth with a strange smile. Yang Yuhuan was frightened, as if a thief who was stealing something had been caught, and immediately closed the door with a bang and got into the quilt.

"This bastard, he knows I'm peeking, it's a shame, this bastard ......" Yang Yuhuan's body shrunk into a shrimp, and his body was hot, and a layer of fragrant sweat appeared.

After a long shout, Mrs. Qin Guo lay on Wang Yuan's body with all her strength, as if she had been washed with water. Beads of sweat gathered and rolled down the naked pink skin.

"Ma'am, are you satisfied?" Wang Yuan bit her earlobe and whispered.

Mrs. Qin Guo couldn't even move a finger, and the happiness of the peak flooded her like a roofless sea, making it difficult for her to even breathe, let alone speak. The way to express bliss is to kiss the fiery red lips on Wang Yuan's neck and chest.

"Madam, you are comfortable, what can I do?" Wang Yuan said in a low voice.

Mrs. Qin Guo swallowed a mouthful of foam with difficulty. Gasping slightly, he said: "The concubine body, the concubine body is enough, the concubine body is not enough." Erlang, go find your little sister. ”

"This ...... Not so good. Wang Yuan said.

"Come less, don't let me know your mind. If you refuse to carry me into the room, don't you just want to show your little sister? When I don't know your mind? Mrs. Qin Guo stretched out her fingers and pinched Wang Yuan's lumbar muscles.

Wang Yuan was a little embarrassed when his mind was pierced. He did have such a mind in mind, so as to provoke Yang Yuhuan. Moreover, he did find Yang Yuhuan secretly peeping by the door. Now that there is no need to be serious, since Mrs. Qin Guo has let go, Yang Yuhuan also seems to be looking forward to it, of course he will not let go of the opportunity in front of him.

"Carry me into the room, I'm going to take a nap. I'm exhausted. Mrs. Qin Guo squinted, her face flushed, and she was extremely lazy. It's not like she can't afford it. She couldn't wait to get tired of Wang Yuan when she reunited after a long absence, but she wanted to stop at matching Xiaomei and Wang Yuan, so that Xiaomei could also get a piece of the pie, so she wanted to drive Wang Yuan to Xiaomei's bed.

Wang Yuan got up, put on his clothes, picked up Mrs. Qin Guo, who was like a little white sheep, into the east wing, put her on the bed, and covered her with a brocade quilt.

"Then I'll go, and I'll be with you later." Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"Wait." Mrs. Qin Guo took Wang Yuan's hand.

Wang Yuan smiled: "Jealous? Won't you say yes? Well, it doesn't seem like a good thing. ”

"Come less, don't pretend to be pathetic. The concubine just reminded you that the little sister is not me, she is thin-skinned, and she can't stand your tricks. If you like her, treat her well. Don't force her. Mrs. Qin Guo said softly.

Wang Yuan leaned over and kissed Mrs. Qin's forehead, and said in a low voice, "I understand, Madame, rest in peace." ”

Mrs. Qin Guo snorted, her eyelids were heavy, and she closed her eyes. Wang Yuan walked out of the room lightly and closed the door. Looking at the floral curtain of the west wing room opposite, he walked step by step. I was so excited. Although she had already had a skin-to-skin relationship with Yang Yuhuan, she was kept in the dark that time, and later learned that it was her. Although it is ecstatic, it feels different after all. Today, I want to get her, this is not stealing, but from now on, I have declared my right to possess this concubine.

Lift the curtain and push the door. The door was not locked, which made Wang Yuan almost laugh. Obviously, if the door is not tethered, it is an obscure way of expression, if Yang Yuhuan really hates his absurdity, the door will be tied, that is to express the refusal. If the door of the real house is chained, Wang Yuan will turn around and leave, and will not forcibly break in. But when the door creaked open, a poem appeared in Wang Yuan's happy heart: 'Pengmen is now open for you'.

The powder tent hangs low, and the brocade is slightly raised. Yang Yuhuan shrank in the quilt, her body trembling slightly. Although he shrunk in the quilt like an ostrich burying himself in the sand, Yang Yuhuan's hearing is unusually keen. The sound of Wang Yuan opening the curtain and pushing the door in, and the sound of slowly walking to the side of the bed, Yang Yuhuan heard it clearly, and her heart was beating wildly.

"Miss Yuhuan, Miss Yuhuan?" Wang Yuan called softly through the curtain.

Yang Yuhuan didn't dare to come out, and he didn't dare to move.

"It turned out to be sleeping. That's it, I still want to talk to Miss Yuhuan about the lyrics and describe life. It seems that it will not work. Hey, I'm going back to Chengdu in a while, and I don't know when we'll meet again. Wang Yuan muttered in a low voice.

Yang Yuhuan saw that Wang Yuan mistakenly thought that he was asleep, and said that he was about to leave, and his heart was suddenly anxious. Hurriedly moved lightly in the quilt. Wang Yuan saw it in his eyes, and his heart blossomed. It's okay to be teasing someone else, this is Yang Yuhuan, a famous woman, the first beauty of the Tang Dynasty, and the former concubine. The feeling of teasing her is a hundred times stronger than the pleasure of teasing others.

"I didn't fall asleep. Not...... But does it seem a bit rude for me to break into Miss Yuhuan's boudoir like this? Wang Yuan smacked his lips and said.

"Rude, you big-headed ghost, aren't you rude enough?" Yang Yuhuan complained and cursed in his heart.

"Hey, there's not even a stool in this room, isn't it a little inappropriate for me to sit at the head of the bed?" Wang Yuan still said to himself.

"Hey, you're talking nonsense with your eyes open, aren't you? I have three brocade stools and two soft chairs in my room. Where are there no stools? Yang Yuhuan shouted in his heart. For a moment she understood: "This bastard turned out to be on purpose, this bastard." ”

Knowing that Suosuo made a sound, the gums sank, and Yang Yuhuan knew that Wang Yuan was already sitting on the edge of the bed. She was even more nervous, even more motionless.

"The weather is a little cold, and there is no brazier in the house, so I borrowed the lady's quilt to cover it." Wang Yuan lifted the quilt and got into bed.

Yang Yuhuan's heart was about to jump out of her throat, and she felt that the man behind her was clinging to her body, and her already hot body was getting hotter and hotter.

"Oh, Miss Yuhuan seems to have a fever again, why is her body so hot? I'll undress the lady and dissipate the heat. Wang Yuan chuckled softly, and his cowardly hand reached over. Yang Yuhuan gritted her silver teeth and had the heart to reprimand Wang Yuan's rudeness, but for some reason, she only closed her eyes and gasped, and did not make any movements. Then, the confinement on her body was peeled off layer by layer, and even when Wang Yuan undressed her, she subconsciously cooperated and turned her body.

When only the last layer of profane clothes was left, Yang Yuhuan suddenly felt that he was not reserved enough, and it seemed that he should show some resistance, so as not to be considered by Wang Yuan as a lewd person in the future. Slut girl. So she closed her eyes and grabbed the cloth knot of her bandeau and didn't let go.

At this time, Wang Yuan would not allow her to be willful. He had already forgotten the words of Mrs. Qin Guo. The two hands grabbed the dirty clothes and forcefully pointed them, and there was a stabbing sound, and the bandeau belly pocket was torn into two pieces.

Yang Yuhuan opened his eyes in shock, and said coquettishly: "You...... What are you doing? ”

Wang Yuan gritted his teeth and smiled: "Guess." ”

The next moment, Wang Yuan took the smooth Yang Yuhuan into his arms, and his strange hands walked up on the plump ketone body like a spider. Yang Yuhuan's breathing almost stopped, writhing and gasping under Wang Yuan's hands. Even a woman with such a rich experience has not experienced the methods of a person like Wang Yuan, and under the manipulation of those hands, her body that was already eager for it surged with endless desires.

The bulging place has been completely raised, the moist place has been completely wet, Wang Yuan finally got his wish, and the brave thing entered the body of the Tang Guifei. At that moment, Yang Yuhuan let out a delicate trill, his arm clinging to Wang Yuan's body like an octopus, and he only muttered a sentence in his mouth, "Lang Jun pity." Then he fell into the pleasure of sinking.

The world is turned upside down, and the earth shakes. It is as if the waves are crashing against the embankment, and like the breeze caressing the willow forest. The excitement of joy was suddenly violent, and suddenly it was as soft as a sigh. It's like a song of intricate playing, with every subtle change that makes people feel happy and have an aftertaste. In the end, everything was submerged in the storm. Flash floods erupted, embankments collapsed, and everything in heaven and earth fell into chaos. A desperate bliss completely enveloped Yang Yuhuan, and seemed to inject light into her already gloomy life.

The room was quiet, and the rustle of the bamboo forest outside could be heard clearly. The sunlight on the window ridge casts the shadows of the leaves swaying in the wind. In the dimly lit room, the air seemed to freeze into something that could be grasped, and the faint green smoke from the incense pieces in the corner of the room slowly flowed and spread.

Wang Yuan lay down contentedly, Yang Yuhuan was lying in the crook of his arm with a blushing face, and his long black hair was scattered on Wang Yuan's body. Both of them were panting violently, and their bodies were steaming with a faint white gas.

Wang Yuan stretched out his hand to caress Yang Yuhuan's buttocks, and said in a low voice, "Is Miss Yuhuan still alive?" ”

Yang Yuhuan didn't dare to raise his head, and responded in a low voice: "The concubine is almost dead." You saved the concubine and came back. ”

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "Who said that only swords can kill?" Some things can also be fatal, Miss Yuhuan agrees? ”

Yang Yuhuan sneered, raised his pretty face and looked at Wang Yuan staring for a long time and said, "Thank you, you saved me." From now on, I, Yang Yuhuan, have the desire to live again. ”

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "It seems that this method of killing people can also save people's lives, this is the first time I have heard of it." ”

Yang Yuhuan was disgusted, showing the appearance of a child, and threw herself on Wang Yuan's face and kissed endlessly. Wang Yuan tasted this red lips and fragrant tongue, and his heart was very satisfied. I can't help but think about it. If His Majesty and the people of the world know that this is the first beauty of the Tang Dynasty, and the former noble concubine is tactfully enjoying herself in her bed, it must be an extremely fun thing. It's a pity that this matter can't be publicized, and it's a pity for a man who likes to show off his conquest of women.

"Hey. Originally, I came to talk to you about lyrics and life, but how did it become like this? Wang Yuan stared at Yang Yuhuan's round and full chest and teased.

Yang Yuhuan took a sip and hugged Wang Yuan's arm tightly, and said in a low voice: "You're not here to talk about the lyrics." ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "Why not? I can memorize the lyrics you sent me. I don't know if you've composed a song, why don't you sing it to me? ”

Yang Yuhuan sat up and nodded, "The song is composed, I'll get up and tune the piano and sing it to you." ”

Wang Yuan grabbed her and hugged her in his arms and said, "If you don't play the piano, who is impatient to get dressed and get up at this time?" You just sing it. ”

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "Okay, but my singing skills are average, don't laugh." ”

Wang Yuan squinted and nodded, stroked her body and said, "Sing, I have seen Miss Yuhuan's singing voice, don't be humble." ”

Yang Yuhuan paused, coughed lightly, and slowly sang:

Let me look at you, look at you.

Take a second look.

I clung to a dream thought.

I just came back to me today.

Let me look at you, look at you.

Take a second look.

How many lonely springs I've had

I'm with you today

Your face is like a dream.

My anguish is over.

You won't let me say a word.

I can only take a second look at you.

Let me look at you, look at you.

Take a second look.

How many lonely springs I've had.

I'm with you today.

(ps: This song is Zhou Xuan's song (I want you to see it), and I changed the lyrics slightly.) The first time I heard this song, I was amazed. It turns out that a song has such a soulful and delicate artistic conception, which may be the reason why we are still listening to and respecting it nearly a hundred years later. ）