If what he smelled was a delicate aroma, an aphrodisiac gas, he might still be vigilant, but what he smelled now was the clean and innocent breath of the girl, which seemed to be picked directly from nature, without any impurities and pollution, how could he refuse?

Cen Hu'er looked at Honglian's eyebrows, which were extremely similar to her mother, and didn't know what to say for a while. He hugged her with his own hands www.biquge.info sniffing the fragrance of the red lotus hair deeply, and he was so intoxicated that he couldn't help himself.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Yes, I'm back." ”

"We've known each other since you were five years old." Honglian said in a resentful tone: "We grew up together, were bullied by others together, worshiped the Buddha under the Bodhi tree together, fed the birds with autumn persimmons together, and you, once you left, it was a year, and there was no news when you left." ”

"I'm sorry." Cen Hu'er wrapped her hand around the neck of the red lotus, her neck was slender and delicate, like a beautiful delicate flower, which may be the most powerful thing about women.

They seem to be weak, but they can turn a hundred steels into finger twisters.

Cen Hu'er kissed deeply, his kissing skills were not very good, because the women in the brothel did not like to kiss, they did not mind tasting his heroism with their mouths, but they were not willing to dedicate their lips and tongues.

They seem to be in a filthy place, and they also want to preserve a piece of purity for themselves.

Cen Hu'er is not good at kissing, so he first imprinted his lips on Honglian's lips, and then slowly stretched out his tongue, trying to pry the latter's teeth open. His tongue was very sensitive, and as he skimmed over Honglian's teeth, he could feel that there seemed to be a missing piece of her tooth inside, which was a scar left by the childhood fight. Honglian didn't seem to like this, she opened her teeth and gently bit the tip of Cen Hu'er's tongue.

It was the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, even if it was a little light, it made Cen Hu'er gasp.

He was unwilling, so he stretched out his hand and gently pinched Honglian's waist, where is her weakest place, as long as she touches it, the whole person will be weak and powerless, at the mercy of her.

His memory was not wrong, the girl's body was sour from the sudden attack, and she fell softly into Cen Hu'er's arms, which was exactly what he intended.

Cen Hu'er slowly leaned down and put his tongue into the mouth of the red lotus, which was a virgin land to be developed, with tender and juicy lips and tongue and a gentle and fat mouth, he rubbed the lower lip of the red lotus with his tongue, and from then on all the way up, slowly watering the girl's mouth with his own saliva.

They kissed for a long time, so long that Cen Hu'er thought that the world had stopped running for them in an instant, and all the beings and gods were waiting for them to complete this sacred kiss.

For a long time, his lips parted, Cen Hu'er looked at the girl's blushing face, the face that resembled her mother, the face that he respected and loved when he was a child, revered, and admired, the face that he could never reach because of his limited etiquette, but now he can enjoy it because of his identity and status, and his heart is full of emotion.

But all emotions are temporary, and these feelings soon give way to an agitation and restlessness from the lower body, which comes from the most primitive instincts of man, irresistible, irresistible.

He stretched out his hand to untie the girl's sash.

Chapter 175 POV: Cen Hu'er's Maid Red Lotus (II)

"Snap" Honglian's hand lightly hit his hand, this time it was very light, but it made him sober up all of a sudden.

"Why?" Cen Hu'er asked a little urgently, he thought that he was usually very good at cultivating qi, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and the white blade was handed over to the left and right, his face would not change, but now it seems that it is still not enough, just the beauty does not allow him to be frivolous, so he changes color.

"Young Master," there was a faint trace of misery on Honglian's face: "If you are allowed to get my body like this, what will you think of me?" ”

Cen Hu'er lowered his head, how could he not know that a woman who has never let others get away easily will not be looked down upon, even if it is the man who takes advantage, I am afraid he will not have too much respect for this woman.

Not many people care about what is easy to get, it has nothing to do with men and women, it's just human nature.

He looked at Honglian's bright eyes, there were many things in them, there was admiration, self-esteem, and persistence, and he wanted to stop talking.

He couldn't look at this face and tell the lie in his heart.

It's very simple to lie and deceive people, but this has to divide people, and he can't deceive such a woman who grew up together since childhood and has a mother's face.

After a long time, he finally said, "You're right, I shouldn't be like this." ”

Honglian sobbed slowly, judging from the way she cried, she was either a superb actress or sincere, and Cen Hu'er believed that she was the latter.

Honglian's sobbing continued intermittently, slowly turning into crying, and the tears on her face dripped down and dripped on Cen Hu'er's hands.

The tears were warm, as in the hearts of a man and a woman.

"Young Master," Honglian said slowly, "You are a person with a great future, and people like you will definitely be indispensable to women in the future." Honglian is just a little maidservant, although she dreams of being your wife at night, but the slave knows that this is absolutely impossible. But even so, the slave wants to have a place in your heart, and if you can't be your wife, be your concubine. But Honglian didn't want to become a person like Aunt Mei, Honglian hoped that the young master would respect Honglian. ”

What else can Cen Hu'er say, if he continues to force it, he is bullying a woman who loves him, and he is making Honglian repeat his mother's mistakes, how can he bear it and do such a thing!

He hugged the red lotus's slender and strong waist tightly, this girl because of her perennial labor, although not strong, but not bad, this also gave her good flexibility and muscles, so it was very comfortable to hold.

"I promise you, I am now a village councilor of Jiupin, my father has promised to give you to me, I will cooperate with my father, and he also promised me to support my career. When I am promoted and rich, I will take you as a concubine and marry you into the family, and at that time, we will be together. And until then, I won't lift a finger without your consent. He swore by this, but in his heart it was quite ridiculous - since when did it become an important part of his mission to cooperate with his father?

What about his revenge? What about his hatred? What about his judgment?

He wanted to roar, to vent the anger in his heart, but when he saw Honglian's face and his mother's cool Xiao, he couldn't say anything.

"If the mother is in the spirit of heaven, she will also want this girl to live a happy life." Cen Hu'er thought so.

"And her happiness can only be given by me." Cen Hu'er thought confidently.

Listening to Cen Hu'er's words, Honglian nodded slightly, Cen Hu'er couldn't figure out why she nodded, but it was obvious that it was not a good time to chat.

"The young master is very tired from trekking all the way, so let's rest first. The slave maid went to fetch clothes for the young master. Honglian lowered her eyebrows, made an excuse, and slowly walked out.

The door was gently opened, then slowly closed, and the door that was briefly opened let in a mischievous cold wind, blowing a strand of hair hanging from the corner of Cen Hu'er's forehead.

Cen Hu'er sat on the low stool of Huanghuali, staring blankly at the black door of the red lotus, and fell into deep thought.

Outside, the wind howled, seemingly mixed with the sobs and cries of the refugees.

He turned a deaf ear, and did not feel any more when he came, but just meditated quietly, and his expression was extremely deep. (To be continued.) )