Cheng Luoyan's entire delicate body was snuggled up to him, but he suddenly let go and retreated, and suddenly lost his support, and fell to the ground softly. Leng Yi hurriedly stepped forward and helped her.

Cheng Luoyan took advantage of the situation to grab his arm, almost slumping in his arms.

Leng Yi knew that Cheng Luoyan must also be a virgin, and she had never been kissed and touched by a man like this, and under the huge stimulation, there would be a brief fainting. Quickly helped her to sit down on the soft collapse, and sat next to her.

Cheng Luoyan snuggled up to him, soft as boneless, the girl's body fragrance was refreshing. Leng Yi's heart is still pounding, he mistakenly took his sister for his sister and made this one, what can I do?

At this moment, I heard footsteps coming, and the voice was Zhuo Qiaoniang!

Leng Yi immediately jumped up as if he had installed a spring, returned to the chair in front of the desk, the door creaked open, Zhuo Qiaoniang came in, and just happened to bump into Cheng Luoyan, who was already dressed and was about to go out, and the two almost collided together.

Zhuo Qiaoniang said: "Oh, Luo Yan catches the head, I ask you to ask the official, this carp official likes stew or braised wine, but after waiting for you for a long time, you don't go back to say, I don't have an idea, so I came over." ”

Cheng Luo's pretty face was still full of redness, and she brushed her sideburns and somewhat disheveled hair in disguise: "The eldest lord was writing an article just now, and I didn't dare to disturb, so I waited for a while, and just asked, and the eldest gentleman said that it was boiled." ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang nodded, looked at her, looked at Leng Yi again, smiled reluctantly, turned around and left.

Cheng Luoyan stuck out her tongue mischievously at Leng Yi and went out with her.

Leng Yi picked up the pen and continued to write, but what he saw in front of him was no longer a word, but a pair of rich breasts of Cheng Luoyan's white flowers.

In the evening, it is time to have Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Zhuo Qiaoniang prepared several exquisite side dishes, because there was not much money, most of the dishes were vegetarian dishes. But it's good for the mouth. The side dishes for Leng Yi are also delicious.

The maid couldn't get out of bed, so Zhuo Qiaoniang put a big bowl for her and sent it to the bed. Cheng Luojie and several of their guards had to be on guard and couldn't participate, so only Leng Yi and Zhuo Qiaoniang had the holiday.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it was already dark.

Leng Yi wanted to help Zhuo Qiaoniang clean up, but Zhuo Qiaoniang didn't want to, so she carried a lantern and sent Leng Yi to the bedroom, asked him to sit down next to the brazier, made him a cup of fragrant tea, and then went back to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Leng Yi sat next to the brazier in the bedroom, sipping tea. The ancient nightlife was boring, and the Chinese New Year's Eve should be observed, but the two of them did not know how to spend this thirty nights. So he took a book and began to practice calligraphy again.

The little money left by the family for the New Year was all used to prepare the ancestor worship and Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, so there was no extra money to buy firecrackers, and the two adults did not buy them because they were not interested in setting off firecrackers.

Zhuo Qiaoniang cleaned up, returned to the bedroom, and saw Leng Yi writing again, and didn't say anything, so she took the female worker and sat aside to accompany her.

Leng Yi put down the pen and said, "Today, the Chinese New Year's Eve, is there anything lively in the city?" ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang smiled and said, "The concubine doesn't know, there should be a lamp market." ”

"Lamp Market? Isn't it the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? ”

"That's not necessarily, there are also lights on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, but the fifteenth day is particularly lively." Festive. ”

"What about the dragon dance?"

"I guess there is. However, in the Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone is celebrating the New Year at home, and there will be no dragon at this time. ”

"When will it come out?"

"Our hometown is the fourth or fifth day of the first month, and the dragon is burned on the sixteenth day of the first month. I don't know here. ”

Leng Yi nodded and said, "I am the parent official of this county, and I should let the people have a good holiday." The idea is lively. ”

"The officials have raised a lot of money and food to help the poor people, and the people in the yamen say that the officials are close to the people and are the real parents and officials, and that the people are grateful to you."

"Yes, 'If you don't make decisions for the people, you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes'. There are still a lot of things to do, and I am afraid that my ability is limited. Well, but it's still okay to organize a dragon lantern market. The day after tomorrow, I will gather those businessmen to dinner, and let them take the money out to run a lantern market and dance dragon lanterns! Everyone was lively. ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang was stunned: "The official wants to invite the businessman to dinner?" ”

Leng Yi knew from Zhuo Qiaoniang's expression that this decision was a bit abrupt in ancient times. In ancient times, agriculture was heavy over commerce, although merchants were rich, but their social status was very low, and ordinary people disdained to deal with them, especially literati with high social status. Leng Yi, as the magistrate of the county, belongs to the scholar class, so naturally he does not associate with these people. In the past, in order to make up for the shortfall, I had no choice but to borrow money from them, but if I wanted to invite guests to dinner, it was another matter.

Leng Yi came over, and naturally he didn't have the idea of looking down on businessmen, and he didn't despise their thoughts, so he felt that there was nothing wrong with inviting businessmen to dinner and letting them fund the lantern festival dragon dance, but it was different in Zhuo Qiaoniang's ears.

Leng Yi immediately woke up to his current identity as a superior literati and artist, an official master, and he had to use this identity to deal with problems everywhere. immediately smiled: "It's not the officials I invited them, I used the identity of the yamen to let the head of the military arrest invite them." Organize everyone to dance the dragon lantern out of the lantern market for the New Year, which is lively and lively. ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang was relieved and said with a smile: "This is a good idea." ”

It was late at night.

With such a stupid vigil, Leng Yi felt very bored, and said, "Otherwise, let's sleep, tomorrow I will walk around to see the situation of the people for the New Year." ”

"Yes!" Zhuo Qiaoniang hurriedly got up to make the bed, served Leng Yi to wash his clothes, and the two went to bed and put down the curtains.

Leng Yi still fell asleep with his face outward. Listening to the sound of firecrackers coming from time to time in the distance, people can feel that it is now the New Year.

Still an old habit, Leng Yi soon fell asleep. However, in his sleep, he heard a slight sobbing sound and woke up. Listen closely, the voice is coming from behind you. turned around, and through the faint light of the red lantern under the porch outside the window, he could see Zhuo Qiaoniang's slender back, gently moving. The sobs were low, desolate, and heartbreaking to hear.

Leng Yi asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang's sobbing immediately stopped, still with her back on her back, and said in a low voice: "It's okay......"

"Something, I heard you cry. What's the matter, tell me, as I said before, the two of us depend on each other here, if we don't say anything, how can we rely on each other? ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang sobbed again, and said, "The official ......, the official must dislike the concubine......"

Leng Yi chuckled in his heart, vaguely guessed the reason, and said, "Why do you think so again?" ”

Sure enough, Zhuo Qiaoniang was full of grievances and cried: "The official has been for almost two months...... If you don't ...... with your concubine and have sex ......, you must have disliked your concubine......"

Leng Yi stiffened his head and said: "The official has been busy with official business recently, and he feels very tired, so he doesn't have that mind at night, it's not that he dislikes you." Don't think about it. ”

"But, what about Chinese New Year's Eve today......!" Zhuo Qiaoniang sobbed a little, "The concubine actually knows, the official is making love with the sister behind his back, if he ......, if the official wants to ...... them in the future, and wants to accept them as concubines, the concubine will not say anything, just ......, just thinking that the officials are willing to make love with them, but they are not willing to have sex with the concubine, so ......, woo woo"

Zhuo Qiaoniang cried very sadly, as if the lost child couldn't find an adult, and stood in the middle of the street crying.

Leng Yi was very embarrassed, thinking that this matter could not be delayed any longer, otherwise, it would cause Zhuo Qiaoniang to be more suspicious. Anyway, this level will have to be passed sooner or later, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, as long as she does not touch herself, she should not notice the difference. He gritted his teeth secretly, hugged her from behind, and gently kneaded her plump breasts.

Zhuo Qiaoniang immediately stopped crying, her delicate body trembled, and she wanted to turn over and hug Leng Yi, but Leng Yi hugged her very tightly from behind, and she had no way to turn over. She felt Leng Yi taking off her pants, and she was ashamed and happy in her heart. I wanted to go over and touch him with my backhand. But both hands were hugged by Leng Yi, and they couldn't pull it out or move, so they could only bend over slightly and stroke Leng Yi's arm holding her.

When Zhuo Qiaoniang felt Leng Yi enter her body, she suddenly stiffened and tensed very tightly.

Leng Yi's heart suddenly hung up, and he deliberately gasped: "What's wrong?" So nervous? ”

"The official ......, the official's ......" Zhuo Qiaoniang swallowed with difficulty, "The official's ......, how did he become so ...... and so ......"

Leng Yi hurriedly stopped, hugged her and said, "What? ”

"No ......, nothing."

Leng Yi began to kiss her neck and earlobe, hugged her with one hand, stroked her with the other, and slowly began to move tentatively. Soon, Zhuo Qiaoniang's stiff body slowly relaxed, and she began to moan in a low voice.

…… After everything calmed down. Leng Yi still didn't let go of her, and still hugged her from behind.

Zhuo Qiaoniang leaned on his arms, her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Leng Yi said: "Why are you weird tonight." ”

"No, no."

"Yes." Leng Yi seized the opportunity, hit a rake, and said, "You weren't like this before. ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang smiled apologetically, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Maybe, it's been a long time, I haven't done it for a long time." I always feel that I feel ......"

"What do you think? Don't you think the official's thing is different? Leng Yi deliberately preemptively said her words first.

Zhuo Qiaoniang felt this way, and felt that Leng Yi's words were obviously bigger and longer than before, and the duration of the conversation also increased significantly. But when Leng Yi said this first, he felt a little weak-hearted, and felt that he shouldn't be so cranky, so he hurriedly said: "No, no, no, how can it be different." ”

Leng Yi kissed her neck cheeks soaked with passion and slightly sweated, and said: "You, you are thinking all day long in your little head, and the officials are too busy to talk to you, so you have time to think about this, and the officials will spend more time with you in the future." ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang's heart warmed, turned her face, and said, "The official is very good to the concubine." She twisted her delicate body and said, "The concubine wants to ...... and wants to hold the official ......."

"I'll just hold you. I like to hold you like that. ”

"Well, concubines also like officials to hold them like this."

Zhuo Qiaoniang leaned on Leng Yi, as if she was leaning on a tough mountain, and felt unusually down-to-earth in her heart, which she had never done before, and secretly blamed herself in her heart, the official's words have grown up for a long time, isn't it? What is there to lose? Go to sleep! Thinking like this in his heart, his body relaxed, leaned on Leng Yi's arms, and fell asleep sweetly.

(To be continued)