Yang Ping'an woke up very late because of last night's madness.

Dong'er's red cheeks, asparagus-shaped delicate body, smooth and delicate skin, small and towering freshly peeled chicken head, the demeanor of wanting to refuse and welcome when exercising, and the pleasure brought by the bursts of contraction in the peach source honey, and the comfortable pleasure of numbing into the bone marrow, all made him love it and couldn't stop.

He doesn't have the combat power of Shichiro, but after eating vegetarian food for so long, coupled with the passion in the Flower Pavilion last night, he has also gone crazy three times, and sent Dong'er to the clouds several times.

A few times to Wushan, a few times**; unbearable, emotional blush does not disappear for a long time, the little widow; The whole body is sore, and he is satisfied with what he wants, and he is an old rascal; Sleep in each other's arms, lethargic and sleepy.

The head is shining, the sun is shining, the spring is surging, and the mist is misty.

Yang Ping'an, who was comfortable all over, looked at the beautiful woman in his arms who was sleeping and did not wake up, her cheeks were white and red, her hair was misty and her temples were windy, the tears in the corners of her eyes were dry, and her cherry lips were delicate.

Gently put your legs on the waist and legs of the beauty, feel the smooth skin close to each other, reach out and caress the beauty's face, all the way down, and finally stop in front of the beauty's chest.

Dong'er's breasts were not large, but they were soft and towering, like the new tip of an asparagus, just enough for him to hold with one hand, revealing the upper red fruit. With a flick of his thumb, the red fruit was full, and there was a murmuring sound from the mouth of the beautiful woman, and Yang Ping'an suddenly felt that his brother raised his head strongly and became firm.

Recalling that last night, Dong'er's pain in breaking melons turned red, Yang Ping'an felt pity, suppressed his own brother who was waiting to be fed, and just gently caressed Dong'er's back and buttocks.

"Dong'er, you will be my woman in the future, and I will love you well." As he spoke, Yang Ping'an bowed his head again and kissed Dong'er's cheek lightly, but there was an annoying knock in his ears.

"Who, it's not over knocking!" Turned over and got out of bed, wrapped a piece of clothing casually, and covered the futon for Dong'er, he hurriedly opened the courtyard door, complaining non-stop, "Knock twice, don't you go, no one opens the door and doesn't leave?" ”

The person who came was a guy from Zuixiao Pavilion, who came specifically to ask for tofu, which made Yang Ping'an stop complaining.

Why did it come later than usual, and it wasn't the shopkeeper Lu who came in person? This thought only flashed in his mind, and his mind was now full of Dong'er, which also made him ignore an important thing - Drunken Xiao Pavilion did not pay the full deposit!

Go back and sleep with Dong'er in your arms!

Mei Zizi walked quickly to the bedroom, who knew that as soon as she entered the door, she saw Dong'er sitting at the head of the bed with tears in her eyes, her chest covered by a satin quilt, her arms bare, holding scissors in both hands, and stabbing at the throat.

"Stop!" Yang Ping'an was in a hurry, jumped to the bed with a loud shout, and snatched the scissors from Dong'er's hand.

"Why? I didn't force you last night, don't you really have any feelings for me! Yang Ping'an only thought that Dong'er was begging for death because of **, so he grabbed Dong'er's shoulders and yelled loudly.

"The son has already obtained the body of a slave and maid, and I hope that the son will be fulfilled and let the slave and maid die!" Dong'er also became crazy, struggling fiercely to get the scissors back.

Yang Ping'an was sad: "You really, you don't have any feelings for me?" ”

"Childe!" Dong'er threw herself into Yang Ping'an's arms, tears burst out of her eyes, and she couldn't stop whimpering, and she sobbed for a while before she said, "The slave can't hurt the son......"

Dong'er has affection for Yang Ping'an, there is no doubt about it. If this love was still in a hazy state when he fled to Yang's mansion, then this time, under Yang Ping'an's flirtation from time to time, Dong'er has determined that all the love in his life is remembered on Yang Ping'an.

It's just that she can't accept Yang Ping'an's feelings, because she-Kefu. She didn't want to kill Yang Ping'an, so she tried her best to avoid having a relationship between the two. I didn't know that I couldn't bear it in the haze last night, so I followed Yang Ping'an into the bedroom with half a push.

Last night's upside-down phoenix water made her change from a girl to a woman, and she also tasted the happiness of women. But after waking up today, he suddenly thought of his name as "Kefu", and suddenly repented, only worried about killing Yang Ping'an, so he wanted to find a short view.

Hearing this, Dong'er choked up while intermittently expressing his worries, and Yang Ping'an's heart was moved.

"Fool, the stupid son of the Xie family is his fate, and it has nothing to do with you. And my life is so hard that no one can beat me. ”

He hugged Dong'er tightly and didn't listen to persuasion, but Dong'er didn't believe it at all. In other words, Dong'er loved Yang Ping'an, but whenever there was any possibility, he didn't want Yang Ping'an to be in danger.

"Childe's love for Dong'er, Dong'er will never forget. It's just that Dong'er can't hurt his son, Dong'er can only repay his son's love in the next life......"

How do you convince this stupid girl?

Yang Ping'an thought for a long time, and finally had an idea: "Okay, I know you Kefu, but I have a solution to Kefu." Let's go to bed and lie down first, don't freeze to death. ”

Lying down again to warm up the quilt, Dong'er, who was held in Yang Ping'an's arms, was stunned and asked, "What can the son do?" ”

"Do you know why some women are kefu?"

The so-called Kefu is because a woman's body is not smooth somewhere, and the filth in the body cannot be removed, and she gets along with her husband for a long time, which eventually leads to a great loss of her husband's longevity, which is called Kefu.

It's very simple to solve Kefu, as long as the place becomes unobstructed and the filth in the body is gone, naturally the husband will no longer be restrained.

Many times, lies are easier to believe than the truth, and this is the case.

Dong'er listened to what Yang Ping'an said, and couldn't help asking: "Why is it that only the son knows, and the slave has never heard of it." ”

Yang Ping'an didn't answer and asked: "Don't you believe me?" ”

Thinking about Yang Ping'an's recent changes, Dong'er showed a look of trust and asked again: "Then, where is what Gongzi said?" ”

The corners of Yang Ping'an's mouth were slightly upturned, and only one hand went all the way down Dong'er's smooth back, kneading her buttocks for a moment, and just when she couldn't help but want to speak, her middle finger suddenly probed inward: "This is it." ”

"Yikes!" Dong'er, who was stimulated, exclaimed, her hips tightened, "Don't lie to the slave maid." ”

"Think for yourself, is all the filth in everyone's body expelled from here?"

Dong'er is only seventeen years old...... It's easy to deceive.

After accepting Yang Ping'an's explanation to Kefu and the proposed solution, he was rejoiced in patience and asked, "Childe, what should the slave do?" ”

"It's very simple, but you call me 'Xianggong' first, and you are not allowed to call yourself 'slave' again. You must know that this matter can only be resolved by the prime minister himself. ”

"Xianggong......" Dong'er hesitated for a moment, and said like a mosquito.

"What do you say? I can't hear you. Yang Ping'an looked proud, smiled and held Dong'er's chest towering, and his thumb naturally flicked the red fruit.

Dong'er only felt hot all over, and hurriedly grabbed the dishonest hand on his chest, and said in a low voice: "Xianggong." ”

"I can't hear clearly."

"Xianggong!" Dong'er finally said loudly, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and her head was buried deep in Yang Ping'an's arms.

Yang Ping'an laughed: "Lady, come, kiss one...... You put your head up...... I...... Well, you'll have to kiss me three times. ”

"Childe deceived the slave and maid...... Yikes! ”

"What are you calling me?" Yang Ping'an slapped Dong'er on the buttocks and asked.

"Xianggong...... You lied to the slaves. ”

"I didn't, it's a ritual. You also know that the matter of Kefu has always been a long time, and it is not a matter of touching a button to solve it. Come, kiss me three times first. ”

Dong'er was helpless, her eyes were closed, and she quickly kissed Yang Ping'an's face three times like a dragonfly: "Childe...... Xianggong, okay. ”

"You didn't listen to me, you want to kiss here for the third time." As he spoke, Yang Ping'an pointed to his lips.

Dong'er was silent for a while, and it took a while to muster up the courage, and she wanted to brush her cherry lips like dragonfly water on Yang Ping'an's mouth, and Yang Ping'an hugged her neck, which was a painful kiss.

Dong'er struggled to refuse at first, but with the movements of Yang Ping'an's hand, her delicate body gradually became hotter, and she finally gave up, and she lost her teeth, making Yang Ping'an's tongue drive straight in, and it was a mess.

"Hmm......"

Dong'er was emotional, her eyes were lightly closed, her eyelashes moved, her hands unconsciously hugged Yang Ping'an, her mouth made a coquettish sound, and her breathing gradually became short.

The legs were clamped tightly, but they were easily separated by a big hand, and they caressed their lower bodies, only to feel that they were unbearable, and hurriedly pushed Yang Ping'an away, and said in a low voice: "Xianggong......"

"Does it still hurt here?"

Dong'er was already in the air, and felt that the lower abdomen was hot and firm, so she naturally understood Yang Ping'an's purpose, and shook her head lightly: "It's not so painful anymore." ”

"I'll rub it for you." Yang Ping'an turned over suddenly, pressed Dong'er under him, his lips covered Dong'er's cherry lips again, and his hands went up and down, one wandering to his heart's content, and the other ......

Dong'er only felt that her body was abnormally uncomfortable, her lower abdomen couldn't help contracting, her consciousness gradually blurred, her hands hugged Yang Ping'an, her legs were clamped, and she clamped the hand that made evil......

When she was a little more sober, she found that she was already lying on the bed: "Xianggong? ”

"Now I'll let your body go well, it may hurt a little at first, you bear with it."

"Hmm...... Xianggong, what are you doing? ”

"Lubricate you so you can relieve your pain."

"Thank you, thank you, ...... Gong"

"Are you ready? I'm ready to start, hip elevation a little more......"

"Hmm......"

"What, does it hurt?"

"No...... The slave family can endure it...... Ah......h

The breeze outside the window is swaying, the spring light is sprinkled indoors, the shelves and beds are creaking, and the voices of men and women are endless.

"Huh-" After a long time, Yang Ping'an, who was sweating, let out a sigh of relief and fell on the bed. The bed was messy, Dong'er was weak, and she was curled up in her arms like a cat.

After resting for a while, Dong'er raised her head and asked softly, "Xianggong, is the slave family completely well?" ”

"Uh...... Does it still hurt you? ”

"It's not as painful as last night."

"Well, that, I'm afraid one time is not enough, and the Xianggong will help you smooth it a few times in the future, and it will be all right by then. You won't be able to give birth to suicidal thoughts in the future, remember? ”

"Xianggong!" Dong'er was happy in her heart, and tears poured out again, "The slave family is so happy, the slave family is finally able to accompany Xianggong and serve Xianggong, and the slave family ......"