Between the banquets, these noble children were not easy to talk about their own thoughts, but they just called them brothers, talked about the friendship of gambling and prostitutes in the past, and kept pouring wine, making Yan Hong dizzy when he drank. They were all the lackeys of the flying eagle in the Beijing Division, and the first-class bastard old men. There is no elegance like ordinary readers, someone has already called a group of girls from the Fang Division to accompany the banquet, the two most popular sisters, one left and one right, leaned in Yan Hong's arms, and cooked the cloth dishes for him.

On this occasion, if you talk about any dignified demeanor, it means that you don't blend into the environment, and you belong to the type of looking for nothing to do, even if you act on the spot, you have to perform in place. Yan Hong also had the right to put aside his worries, just open his mouth to eat, and from time to time he had a "leather cup" with the girl around him, and drank wine. The hands are even touched and pinched, so I don't lose my soul.

Those two beauties both had the idea of letting Yan Hong redeem himself to be an outer room or concubine, and they also used enough means to make Yan Hong's flirtatious desires rise. It's just that his current identity is a little special, after all, he is a Qincha. It's just a matter of eating flowers and wine, if the real sleeping flowers and willows are caught by the imperial history, it will be a lot of trouble. Besides, since he just performed an infatuated and robbing a woman in front of the emperor, if he turns his head and is openly prostituting, it will be inconvenient, so it is better to be cautious.

In addition to borrowing wine banquets, these powerful people also recommend a "talent", which is nothing more than a distant cousin, a nurse's son, an aunt's father's nephew, etc., who want to follow Yan Hong to Jinan, do some errands, make some benefits, and come back to accumulate qualifications. Yan Hong knew that most of them would not be able to afford to recommend these people, but it was nothing more than an extra travel expense from the national treasury, so he agreed to them one by one.

This group of people are all military generals. The kung fu of the ancestors to their generation. 10 out of 10 is not necessarily 1 out of 10. The kind of arrogance of drinking is more than that, talking about wine to the bowl, which is very different from Wenchen's slow drinking. It is also a many-to-one, and the one Buddha who directly poured Yan Hong into heaven and the two Buddhas Nirvana.

Seeing that Yan Hong had drunk too much, someone sent him home. Yan Hong was in a daze at the moment, supported by others, and returned to his home crookedly all the way. The vehicle stopped at the front door, and the family guarding the door was arguing about something. Then someone helped him down. In a trance, it seemed to be the scholar Yan Luo. But as soon as he arrived at the inner house, he was taken over by a person. Yan Hong's eyes were hazy, and he couldn't see who this person was, but he was a woman from his posture, and when he got closer, he faintly smelled a faint fragrance in the middle of the smell of wine in his nose.

The woman didn't speak, and helped Yan Hong into a room. Yan Hong only felt that the world was spinning at this time, and he didn't respond for a long time when he stretched out his arm. He was put on the bed in a daze. The man helped him take off his boots and unfastened his shirt for him. Then. I used a hot towel to wipe his body and neck. The skin that was anesthetized by alcohol, giving such a touch of hot water, felt that the blood was active, and it was very comfortable. Yan Hong heard the faint fragrance of a woman's body in his nose, and he faintly felt that the person next to him was very close, but his head froze for a while, and he couldn't remember who it was.

The so-called wine is the medium of color, not to mention that Yan Hongfang was already aroused by the two prostitutes at the banquet. Now a pair of soft little hands, massaging and brushing on his chest and back, where can he still hold it? Stretched out his hand, grabbed the other party's arm, took him into his arms, and pressed it under him.

In the haze, he seemed to hear an exclamation of "ah". It's just that now, the little Yama king has already come up, but where can he take care of it? If you want to come to your own yard and take off your boots to wipe your body, most of them are your own wives, or they are maids in your own yard, so how can you have any scruples? So he gasped for wine, and his hands vigorously pulled the other's clothes and belts.

I don't want to be under him, but there is a lot of struggle, resistance, and there seems to be a voice begging for mercy. However, Yan Hong's temperament under the wine, and the other party's small-scale resistance, only fueled his interest, and the movements of his hands did not slow down at all, and while tearing off his clothes, he kneaded around on the woman's smooth and tender skin. And after the woman struggled for a while, she also stopped moving, and under Yan Hong's blasphemy, she just panted and no longer resisted.

Yan Hong was drunk and dizzy, and there was no light in this room at all. In the dark night, you can only feel this warmth, how can you see each other's faces and expressions? In the dark, she didn't care who the other party was, Lushan's claws roamed all over the jade body, and her lips pecked at the woman's cheeks, neck, chest, and lower abdomen. After playing with it for a while, he charged with his gun.

But under the confrontation, he found that the opponent's killing method was sparse, weak, and he didn't even have the ability to parry. Under his onslaught, except for repeated gasps, there was only a little crying moan, and in less than a few rounds, he trembled and wailed, as if he had never been on the battlefield. However, Yan Hong is on the bow, how can he have the brain to think about so much, take care of himself and dance for a while, and after being happy, he fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Yan Hong still felt a faint pain in his head. Instantly remembered the events of last night, and there were bursts of fragrant fragrance on his side, and he suddenly felt excited, thinking that he was so happy last night, and he didn't even see who the other party was? Thinking of this, he quickly dispelled the drunken flowers in his eyes and looked around. But seeing that the curtain was lowered, he held a tall and plump naked woman in his arms. Seeing that Yan Hong was awake, the woman didn't dare to look up at him, but struggled to get up from Yan Hong's arms.

If the color is bright today, the light shines in. Yan Hong carefully identified and found that it was Bao Toad who had a cloud and rain last night. When he was in bed last night, he had already realized that the other party seemed to be a virgin. At that time, I only cared about happiness, and my heart was nothing more than the family of Shen'er, so I should accept the house, and I had no scruples, who knows, it turned out to be this aunt and grandmother?

Sister Bao Chan is interested in herself, and Yan Hong is not unaware. It's just that I tried my best to please my grandmother, but I really didn't want to be thought by my grandmother that she was coming for this treasure toad, and I didn't want to be reborn too many twists and turns before the rouge tiger entered. I didn't expect to pretend to be stupid a few times, but I was drunk and confused all night, and I still couldn't dodge.

Seeing Yan Hong looking at him, Bao Chan lowered his head lightly and said, "What are you looking at?" Haven't you seen enough since you were a child? When the day dawned, the slave and maid were going to serve the old lady. ”

Although her tone was calm and she tried her best to look indifferent, how could she not see the red eyes and tears rolling in her big eyes? I saw the clothes and skirts that were thrown on the ground again, and I thought that I was drunk last night, and most of the other party was kind enough to help me go back to the room, but I was pushed down by myself, and no matter how I looked at it, it was a strong push. Rao is Yan Hong, the little king of Hades, who has experienced a lot of romance, and he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Especially when he heard the other party say the words "from childhood to adulthood", Yan Hong felt a slight pang in his heart. Yes, speaking of himself and Bao Chan, they can also be regarded as childhood sweethearts. The memory of the genuine dead ghost Yan Hong, this paragraph is clear and full of sunshine. Since Yan Hong can remember, Bao Chan has been in the courtyard, and he is two months older than Yan Hong. In Yan Hong's heart, he has long regarded her as a sister, and the relationship between the two is also very close.

The genuine Yan Hong is a notorious little king of Yama outside, and everyone in the market scolds him, but in Yan's mansion, he has a real affection for Bao Chan and Bao Chan for him. And what about after passing through the possession? When the former Rou Niang was assassinated, if there was no treasure toad to save her, she would have been strangled to death long ago. If you talk about it in detail, you have failed her.

Although Yan Hong and Bao Chan are very familiar with each other, for more than ten years, they have seen Bao Chan in clothes. At this time, the beautiful woman was hugging, naked, but it was the first time to observe it so closely. Bao Chan's figure is curvy, plump and round, but not exquisite, especially the two long legs, slender and snow-white, which is particularly attractive, it can be said that it is more in line with Yan Donglai's aesthetic sense than his wife Hu Wanniang.

But Yan Hong felt a little inexplicable, how could Bao Chan appear in his yard? Why was he inexplicably put into bed by himself? He didn't let go, still hugged Bao Chan's waist, and whispered: "Sister Bao Chan, yesterday's incident was that I drank too much. It's all to blame on this bastard, pouring people to drink as if they were desperate for someone. Tell me, why did you make such a fuss? ”

As soon as he said this, he found that the face of the treasure toad in his arms instantly turned from red to white: "What, eldest young master, do you regret making such a fuss?" ”

Yan Hong also found that he hadn't woken up yet, and what he said was a bit like being irresponsible, so he hurriedly said, "What do you think you say?" I didn't mean that, hey, I mean, what's going on? Why did you come up with such a play for no reason? Sister Bao Chan, you and I have been in a relationship for more than ten years, it's not that I don't want to, it's just ...... I just don't want to be so confused ......."

Bao Chan held back his tears for a long time, but at this time, he couldn't control it anymore. She sobbed: "I know very well what the identity of the slave is, but I don't dare to rely on the eldest young master because of this." But the slave and maid have to make it clear, last night the slave came over to hand over the accounts to the young lady clearly, and when it was time to leave, I saw that you were drunk like that. Yan Luo's kid is clumsy, but he can also serve people? The slave and maid were distressed and couldn't see your uncomfortable appearance, so they wanted to take off their coats for you, wipe your body and sober up. But I didn't expect you to ...... The slave and maid are not as strong as you, not to mention that they are a maid, how dare they really hurt Dashao, so they have to do whatever you want. Speaking of which, this is also the life of our current people, Da Shao or let the slave and maid go, so as not to be known by Da Shao's wife, the joke slave and maid don't know how to do it, and delusionally want the sparrow to become a phoenix. ”

Yan Hong saw that the other party was talking more and more annoyed, this was his grandmother's cronies. If you really go to file a lawsuit, it will be a trouble. What's more, he really couldn't bear to see this Sister Bao Chan, who had seen her grow up since childhood, shed tears, and hurriedly said carefully: "Sister Bao Chan, you also know that I didn't mean that." The conscience of heaven and earth, I, Yan Hong, have grown up since I was a child, when did I treat my sister as a subordinate? I just want to look like me yesterday, I'm afraid I wronged my sister. ”

Seeing his cautious appearance, Bao Chan seemed to be soft-hearted, and stroked Yan Hong's face with his jade hand and said: "Yes, from childhood to adulthood, in this courtyard, except for the old lady and the old lady, they rarely treat me as a relative, and never treat me as a slave." The hearts of slaves and maids are also close to the big and young. But the slave also knew the identity of the Dao, and did not dare to have any delusions. Last night's incident, Da Shao thought it was a dream, and the slave and maid would not tell anyone about it. It's also the slave's own life, I admit it. (To be continued......)