"Dangdangdang."

Three louder voices came from outside the courtyard, the city of Nanjing was quiet, the people who had been tired for a day had already fallen asleep, and Yang Cao's house was also peaceful.

But there are exceptions in peace, and the sound of the bed board "creaking" and the joyful sound of men and women groaning constantly in a side room

Two red candles in the room, exuding a faint light, the antique bed, like a flat boat in a storm, shaking violently, as if crumbling at any time may fall apart, the red curtain in front of the bed, like a rootless duckweed, fluttering with the wind,

In the curtain, a pair of men and women are naked and naked, the man erects the woman's double strands, the longitudinal handle enters the stalk, the waist stretches the strength, a burst of stirring and drumming, even the sound is loud, the woman is below, the cheeks are dizzy and the eyes are blurred, a pair of lotus arms are tightly wrapped around the man's neck, a pair of ** coiled on the man's waist, the mouth is wheezing, uh-huh, ah-ah, speechless,

Under the red candle, the incense burner is rising, the fragrance in the room is fragrant, although the man is at the peak twice, but the courage is not reduced, the woman under the crotch was still upright at first, hugging and kissing the man, but several degrees of desire to die and the feeling of immortality, she has already made her weak, shouting in her mouth not to, but she is unable to push away the man, and finally the body is sour and tired like falling apart on the bed, letting the man gallop on himself,

"Ah, don't ...... Stop...... Dead, dead, I'm going to die......" As the man charged and stabbed, the woman's whole body twitched as if convulsive, her abdomen rose and fell violently, her mouth was unconscious and intermittent, the whites of her eyes rolled up, and the only thought in her mind was when the spices in the incense burner would burn out.

Finally, a warm current hit, and the hot woman twitched again, wanting to raise her lotus arm to hold the man into her arms, but as soon as she lifted it, she sank down due to a strong sense of powerlessness.

"Dong'er, I miss you so much, I really miss you, my good Dong'er."

The man, naturally Yang Ping'an, roared in his throat, his hips tightened and thrust forward, only to hear a muffled snort from the woman under him, and he fell on top of the woman's delicate body.

fell on the woman, calling "Dong'er" in his mouth, while stroking the woman, he kept kissing, and finally as the fragrance in the room gradually dissipated, the whole person fell asleep.

The woman endured sleepiness, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, lying under Yang Ping'an, feeling his body temperature, recovering her strength, and reminiscing about the aftertaste after **,

After four louder sounds, the woman pushed Yang Ping'an away with a little difficulty, sat up from the bed, looked at the little red plum under her, her eyes were full of tears, but there was a satisfied smile on her face,

When she lifted the curtain and wanted to turn over and get out of bed, Yang Ping'an suddenly grabbed her from behind: "Dong'er, don't go, don't leave me again." ”

The woman trembled at first, and after realizing that Yang Ping'an was just muttering in her sleep, her face showed a relaxed look, she carefully removed Yang Ping'an's arm from herself, and then leaned over to kiss Yang Ping'an's face, just when she got up, the sword finger in her right hand clicked twice on Yang Ping'an's body, and then Yang Ping'an's mouth came with the sound of snoring,

After getting up, dressing, inspecting, and making sure that nothing of herself was left in the room, the woman left the room with a vague step, carefully closed the door, and let out a sigh......

When Yang Yuhuan woke up, it was the fourth watch,

For some reason, she always felt restless tonight, as if something was going to happen, especially when Yang Ping'an didn't return all night, which cast a shadow on her heart.

She knew that Yang Cao was holding a banquet in the mansion tonight, and Yang Ping'an was one of the guests, and she wanted to follow, but Yang Ping'an refused.

Out of a woman's intuition, she always felt that Yang Cao, who was handsome and even a woman was jealous, had a problem, so she had been waiting for Yang Ping'an in the room.

But the left can't wait and the right can't wait, when it was almost the second watch, she finally fell asleep in a daze, and it must be emphasized here that she did not have a wide dress, but fell asleep with clothes.

When she woke up again, it was already four watches, and then the lights in the room were on, and she clearly saw that she was the only one on the bed, and there was no change in the room, which showed that Yang Ping'an had not come back.

Where will he go,

Suffering from the heart of gain and loss, Yang Yuhuan stood up, rubbed his cheeks to sober himself up, and then came to open the door and went to the front hall to find Yang Ping'an.

That's her man, even if she doesn't have to marry Yang Ping'an in the future, but now it's also her man, how can she cheapen that guy who likes men,

But as soon as she walked out of the door, a woman in a green shirt came and blocked her way: "Miss Yang, where are you going so late?" ”

The woman in the green shirt was just in a neutral position, and Yang Yuhuan subconsciously regarded her as a maid in Yang Cao's mansion, and said in a commanding tone: "Take me to my husband." ”

"Your husband." The woman in the green shirt was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Miss Yang, your husband is." ”

The word "girl", the woman in the green shirt bit very hard, and it was very harsh in Yang Yuhuan's ears, so her face sank, and she reprimanded: "Are you newly transferred to serve our husband and wife, why don't you even know my husband, you listen, my husband is ......"

"Miss Yang, it's so late, I think it's better for you to rest in the room, don't walk back and forth." The woman in the green shirt rudely interrupted Yang Yuhuan's words, which made the latter very dissatisfied.

She was about to reprimand the other party angrily, but she heard the other party smile and say: "Miss Yang, I advise you to cherish the name of your daughter's family, you are also a daughter, how can you be a husband and let people listen to it, wouldn't it make people laugh." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Yuhuan's body trembled violently, and he looked at the other party in horror, the meaning of the other party's words could not be clearer, and the other party knew exactly what happened to Li Daitao that night.

The woman in the green shirt was in no mood to say much to her, a knife slashed her on the back of the neck and knocked her unconscious, and then carried her into the room and put her on the bed and then quickly pushed out of the room, this process did not make any sound,

But when she left, the door of a side room farther away on the left side opened, and a bald head poked out of it, smashed it twice, and sighed: "Sin and sin, I don't know if it's peach blossom luck or peach blossom luck, alas, Amitabha." ”

Let's say that the woman in the green shirt, after knocking Yang Yuhuan unconscious and leaving, went straight to the door of the master bedroom in Yang Cao's mansion, knocked on the door twice, and heard the sound of "come in" from inside, so she pushed the door in.

The room is very elegantly furnished, with some of the fat powder smell of the daughter's house, the candles in the room are lit, and Yang Cao on the bed is leaning on the head of the bed and being wrapped, slightly lazy.

"Lord." The woman in the green shirt came to the side of the bed and shouted respectfully,

Yang Ping'an would never have thought at this moment that the Tiance Guard he had been looking for had actually been by his side since he came to Nanjing City, and he was also the master of Tiance.

"You've worked hard too, get up, by the way, Ting'er, how about over there." Yang Cao asked weakly,

"As the lord expected, Yang Yuhuan really doubted the lord, and he wanted to find Yang Gongzi, but his subordinates had solved it, but his subordinates didn't understand, since the lord already knew that Yang Yuhuan had ulterior motives, why didn't he expose her and tell Yang Gongzi the truth." This green-shirted woman is none other than Tiance Bronze Wei Wu Ting,

"She's not suspicious of me." Yang Cao shook his head slightly, "She's just out of a woman's jealousy, I don't expose her, it's to keep her, and let Yang Ping'an personally expose her in the future, so as to understand that in this world, the only person he can trust is me, do you understand." ”

Wu Ting thought for a moment, and finally understood: "The Lord is deeply aware of his foresight, and his subordinates admire it, but the Lord is on your body...... The subordinates ordered someone to stew some supplements to replenish your body. ”

"No need." Yang Cao stopped Wu Ting, who was about to leave, "You only know about this matter, and you must not pass it on to Liu'er." ”

Wu Ting was stunned: "Even Yang Gongzi didn't tell me." ”

Yang Cao nodded silently,

"But the Lord is so tired because of him, and you ...... the Lord."

"I can't blame him, it's all caused by the medicine, and I didn't expect that the herbs I found from Nanyi would have such power." Speaking of this, Yang Cao's face flushed, and his eyes changed, "Actually, if it weren't for the last wish of my ancestors, I would really like to be myself and enjoy the happiness that should belong to me." ”

"The Lord ......"

"Okay, you don't have to worry, I'm just talking, since I have been sensible and understand the meaning of the word '曌', my life is destined not to be mediocre, otherwise don't say that I am ashamed of my ancestors, and I am sorry for you who faithfully follow me,

Okay, I'm tired, you can go back early, tell them for me, don't be too active in the recent period, then Yang Shuo's suspicion of me has become more and more serious, these rumors in the city, I'm afraid it's his handiwork. ”

The next time Yang Ping'an got up very late, because he woke up very late, when he opened his eyes, it was already three poles,

"Dong'er." The first thing he said when he woke up was to call Dong'er, and the first action was to reach out and touch his side.

In his vague memory of last night, which only had intermittent fragments, he remembered that he saw Dong'er, and his emotions poured out uncontrollably, and he felt a pain in his lower back when he moved a little.

But in the bright sunlight shining into the room through the window, he clearly saw that he was alone on the bed, his whole body was **, and there was no Dong'er's figure that worried him.

Was last night a dream, but if it was, why did I feel so tired, hey, what is this, a hair, long hair, this should be a woman's hair,

Last night was not a dream, there was really a woman,

Pinching the two-foot-long hair, Yang Ping'an sat up suddenly,

What the hell happened last night, last night, last night,

I patted my head, trying to remember everything that happened last night, trying to separate between reality and dreams.

Suddenly, his body trembled, his eyes stared directly at the mattress, and the whole person was stunned on the spot, because the red plums on the bed seemed to bloom like competing to bloom, and they met his eyes.

Last night was definitely not a dream, who is it, who is it, is it Wu Ting,

At this moment, a remnant picture appeared in his mind, the picture was very blurry and short, only the back of a naked woman remained in the picture, as if she was about to get out of bed,

It is impossible to identify the woman's identity from this blurred back alone, but the pattern tattooed on the woman's left shoulder is clearly displayed in front of him.

The pattern is an epiphany, an epiphany that has bloomed,