As soon as the night began, Biaozi entered the Mei family's house through the back door. The inner house was dim, and there was only dim lighting in the upper room and the east and west wings.

There is no light in the guest room, and it is estimated that Wang Mingxuan has not returned from going out.

Under the cover of twilight, Biaozi quietly cated in a spare room in the east wing. Next door to the idle house is the house of the third aunt Tai Yulian.

Biaozi's plan was to rush in and kill the two of them when Wang Mingxuan entered the house and the two went to bed and turned the phoenix upside down. Biao Zi felt that his idea was very clever, but it was a little unpleasant to kill the dog thief surnamed Wang like this, and he couldn't show his means.

The house was very dark, with some miscellaneous items and a damp and moldy smell.

Not long after, there was a jumble of footsteps in the front yard, and the room lights up. Biao Zi knew that Wang Mingxuan and his gang were back, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

Suddenly, a group appeared in the courtyard. At first, Biao Zi thought it was Wang Mingxuan. Take a closer look, not like. Wang Mingxuan is not so young, nor is he so tall.

He has fought several battles with Cai Feihu and Wang Mingxuan, and he is very familiar with this guy's face.

The young Tuan Ding looked east with a pair of eyes. Biao Zi intuitively decided that he was Wang Mingxuan's personal horse bolt. The night was thick, and he couldn't see the face of the bolt clearly, but he could see that the bolt had a pair of eagle eyes, and every move was unusually light, so he concluded that this person had practiced martial arts and was extraordinary.

He suddenly felt that his plan had gone awry, and he ignored the existence of the plug.

The bolt circled around the yard and entered the living room. But the cold face and the musket at his waist were engraved in Biaozi's mind. He realized that assassinating Wang Mingxuan was not as easy as he imagined, and he might not be able to get close to the king thief at all.

He couldn't help but be a little flustered, and subconsciously touched the sharp axe hidden in his arms. He didn't want to take any weapons, and he was confident that he could kill Wang Mingxuan with his martial arts. Later, I thought about it again, it is better to get a weapon, if there is a mistake empty-handed, not only can I not take revenge, but I may also take my life.

This afternoon he walked around the town's blacksmith shops, picking up a few knives that he didn't think he had. Later, I chose an axe, bought one, and sharpened it all afternoon, and the blade of the axe was extremely sharp. He tried to cut down a tree, and with his axe he fell, the roots of the tree split in half. He smiled coldly and said to himself, "I don't believe that the head of the dog thief is harder than the roots!" ”

Just then, there was a knock on the door next door. Biaozi looked through the window, and the shadow of a young woman flashed in the courtyard of the light.

The sky was too dark, and he couldn't look down on the woman's eyebrows, but looking at the slender figure, he guessed that this woman must be the third aunt.

Last time, they saw her when they ransacked Mei's house, and it was really impressive, this bewitching woman.

Step by step, the woman twisted towards the upper room. Biaozi knew that she was going to do her daily routine and say goodnight to the lady of the main palace. Sister Qiu told him that this is the rule of the Mei family.

A thought suddenly flashed in Biaozi's mind: the cat here is not as good as the cat in the woman's house! He put his eyes on the pane, ran the courtyard around, saw that it was empty, hurried out of the idle house, and slipped into the woman's house in a flash.

Entering the house, Biaozi wanted to find a place to hide. Glancing at the house, the third aunt's house is really different, the high-quality mahogany furniture, shiny and shiny; A large carved double wooden bed with brocade and satin mattresses and clusters of flowers.

Biaozi didn't care about appreciating this, and was anxious to find a place to hide.

He opened the large cabinet, which was stuffed with clothes, and there was not a trace of space; When he opened the cabinet, it was still full, and he couldn't help but take a deep sniff.

There is a large coat box at the head of the bed, and even if it is empty, it is not easy to get out of it.

The room was very wide, but there was no hiding place under the table or under the dresser. Biaozi couldn't help but panic, anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps outside the house. Biao Zi was in a hurry and got under the bed.

Under the bed is not a good place to go, and it is not comfortable to lie in the bed anyway. Biaozi adjusted several postures, but he felt uncomfortable. Eventually lie down on your side with your eyes facing out of the bed. In this position, you can observe the movement in the house, and it is convenient to rush out.

As soon as he hid himself, a small and light footstep hit Biaozi's ear drums, and then the door "creaked", and he saw a pair of small and delicate feet in embroidered shoes walking on the ground.

At this time, Biaozi's hanging heart was relieved.

He knew that it would be as easy to deal with these small feet as it was to pinch an ant to death, but now was not the time, he had to wait until those big thick feet entered the house.

The carved wooden bed shuddered slightly, and the woman sat down on the edge of the bed. Biaozi could see the prints on the woman's red silk cheongsam. The woman's pair of round white and tender calves swayed lightly in front of the pier; Moving his gaze upward, the white swaying thighs were shockingly naked, and Biaozi couldn't help but be confused, and hurriedly closed his eyes.

The woman suddenly stood up again, and the sound of light and thin footsteps suddenly sounded.

Biaozi opened his eyes, only to see the pair of graceful feet move out of the house. What did she do? Could it be that she found someone under the bed? The pier was suspicious, and the sound of light and small footsteps sounded into the room again.

The embroidered shoes moved to the bed, and Biaozi's heart couldn't help but mention, guessing what the woman was going to do. A shiny black porcelain basin with colorful patterns on the sides was stuffed in front of the pier's nose, and a strong smell of urine penetrated into the nostrils. Dunzi hurriedly pinched his nose, pinched back a sneeze that he almost made, and cursed in his stomach: "Bad luck!" ”

The carved wooden bed trembled heavily, and Dunzi understood that the woman had gone to bed, and suddenly felt a heavy feeling on her body. The woman was lying on the bed, separated only by a bed board and a futon from him.

The bed was softly *, apparently the woman was turning over on the bed. A faint and indescribable fragrance permeated from the bed, not only covering the smell of the urinal, but also enveloping him thickly, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, only to feel something soft pressing on his body and crowding him.

His heart fluttered, and a primitive, ignorant desire swelled in his heart.