Chapter 11: Streamer Night Fire (6)

In the Jade Warm Pavilion, Situ Lan was concentrating on reviewing the documents, while the woman next to him who was copying homework was like a chicken pecking rice, nodding her head sleepily.

After a while, the man finally looked up at a small snoring, and saw that the woman on the table beside him was already lying on it, sleeping deeply. He still holds a brush in his hand, showing that its owner has really fought and struggled with Zhou Gong.

It's about to be summer, and although it's no longer warm, the top of the mountain is still even colder than the bottom of the mountain. Situ Lan stared sideways at the soft and cute little face, and his pink little mouth, which was still slightly open because of his breathing, actually felt a tightness in his throat. Standing up, he took off his coat and gently put it on top of her.

The woman in the dream doesn't seem to be sleeping soundly, or she dreams of something bad, her brows are furrowed all the time, and she whimperes like a kitten from time to time.

"Situ Lan! You liar! ”

Although it was whispering in a dream and vague, Situ Lan could still understand it, did she dream of herself? What is the scene in the dream, and why do you say that you are a liar?

As if he had fallen into a deep nightmare, Situ Lan called softly, but he didn't wake up the woman.

I had to get close to her, slowly placed my hand on the woman's back, and a shallow input of spiritual power, and the painful woman in the dream finally calmed down.

When Xia Mo slowly opened his eyes, Situ Lan's magnified face in front of him quickly coincided with the face in the dream just now, making it impossible to tell whether he was dreaming or waking up.

I didn't have time to think about it, I didn't want to tell it, my subconscious desire was always much faster than my brain's reaction, and the man had already pounced straight up, pressed the dreamlike man in front of him to the ground, and gnawed at his soft, warm lips without hesitation.

The man who was pressed to the ground and fell with a 'bang' sound, instinctively frowned, and said in his heart: Come again? Her habit is dangerous! Is it just for yourself, or will you have a seizure when you see someone? Well, it's a nuisance.

After turning his mind, he abandoned this distraction again, hugged the soft waist of the woman in his arms with one hand, and pressed her head tightly with the other, and the two were even more intimate and impermeable.

The soft lips and teeth collided and entangled, in full swing, and the woman had long been unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, the real or the dream, but she was greedily releasing her desire. It wasn't until a hard object hit her thigh that made her feel painful, and she could feel the hot and hot through her clothes, burning her skin hot, that she sat up like she had just woken up from a big dream.

Oh, my God! What are you doing?

Seeing the man in front of him who was pressed to the ground by himself, his clothes were torn and messy, his blood pressure soared so much that he could only hear a buzzing in his head.

In the same way, the man who was ready to attack looked at the woman in front of him with a blank face, and her pink lips had been red and swollen by his own kiss, and she knelt beside him like this, her eyes were foggy, her hands and feet were at a loss, and she was panicked like a frightened fawn.

Alas! It's always like this, obviously she took the initiative, but in the end it was like she was being bullied.

One didn't do it, two didn't stop, this time in exchange for Situ Lan to take the initiative, the woman didn't react, and she was fiercely imprisoned in her arms again, and the two were tightly entangled like thunder and fire again.

"No...... Wrong! After a long time, the woman who was kissed so much finally returned to her place while breathing, and while continuing to be forced to do business, she wanted to push away the wolf-like man, muttering.

"Concentrate." The man quickly gagged her again.

It wasn't until Xia Mu felt that she was about to faint that Situ Lan finally let her go slowly, and after losing her support, she could only lie on the ground weakly, staring at Situ Lan when she wanted to speak, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

This is simply drinking to quench his thirst, Situ Lan finally felt hopeless, and his body's reaction had already repeatedly tested him on the verge of destruction.

"How can you be so casual! Is it a woman's kiss? The woman spoke first, and complained angrily in a dumb voice.

"......" Situ Lan.

"You're still seducing me!" The woman continued, seeing that the mist had turned into droplets, tears that could fall at any moment.

"......" Situ Lan.

"Look, that's the proof!" With that, he took off his coat from his shoulders and shouted, "You actually bullied me while I was asleep!" ”

"......" Situ Lan.

"You're going too far!"

Gritting his teeth, the man finally stood up, sorted out his clothes, and after a while returned to the cold image of cinderella and bright as the moon.

"You pounced first." Situ Lan said coldly.

"I'll pounce on you!" Well, it seems that he took the initiative, but he can't take advantage of the situation like this.

"Or else? Throw it out! Situ Lan asked rhetorically.

"Whoever pounces on you, you'll follow? You look like an inviolable person, but you are so casual! "Now that he is Yin Guo, not Xia Mu, how can he take it so easily, or will he be like this when he picks up others!

"Who else dares to pounce but you!" Situ Lan was really angry.

At this moment, Situ Shushu walked in, and obviously found that the atmosphere in the room was weird, I couldn't say what was wrong, but it seemed that nothing was right. I had to say cautiously: "Qiqi Sect Master, Miss Jiang has arrived at the Moon Bud Clouds, and is waiting for you at the Heaven and Earth Peak Lord at this time." ”

"Got it." Situ Lan responded.

Although Situ Shushu didn't know why, he still hurriedly retreated, worried that he would be affected by the pond fish.

Miss Jiang? It should be Jiang Feixu, why is she here again, is it annoying! Yanzhou is not close to the moon buds, how many times a year does she have to come? She said that she lost not to herself, but to Situ Wankong. Hehe, why not.

"You don't want to go soon." Xia Mu gambled on the airway.

Situ Lan wanted to say something, but he stuck in his mouth again, and only said, "Come with me." ”

"Don't go! What she wants to see is you, and I'm an eye-catcher in the past. "If you don't go to death, what are you going to do? When a light bulb? I think that woman should have heard that she was wanted for escaping from the moon buds and clouds, so she came. I feel that I have another chance, and now that I am like this, what can I fight for?

"Whatever you want......" Situ Lan sighed silently, turned around and walked out.

The jealous woman can't lie on the table anymore and continue to sleep. It just so happened that when Situ Lan was rarely absent from the Huanyu Palace, Xia Mu sneaked into his bedroom.

The entire Huanyu Palace, except for here, has been searched in other places, but Chang'an has never been seen.

Every time he entered his bedroom before, it was to clean up, and most of the time Situ Shushu was still following behind, so although he came in a few times, he never searched carefully.

But the furnishings here are so simple that they are empty, and there really isn't much to turn over, so in the end they can only lie on the ground and knock on the floor one by one.

Unexpectedly, knocking and knocking, it really knocked out a place with a different sound. I finally turned it out, only to see that there was only a rectangular brocade box inside, and I opened the box excitedly, but found that it was still not Chang'an, just a scroll.

I was so angry that I almost threw the box out, but after thinking about it, I still opened the scroll curiously, is it difficult to find any secret book of peerless martial arts? Or is it something that can become an immortal? The fact that it is hidden in this place means that it is something very important.

As the picture scroll slowly unfolded, Xia Mu was stunned.

This turned out to be a painting, in which a woman in a pink dress with a face like a peach blossom. She stood under a cherry blossom tree, holding a jade flute in her hand, as if she had just spun and fallen from the air, her toes touching the ground, the rain of petals and the corners of her skirt moving with the wind.

Is the person in this painting himself?

Wrong! How could this be yourself! This is clearly - Situ Wankong!

Although there is no payment, it must be painted by Situ Lan, and there is only one line of inscription: If there is no fate in the previous life, it will be reunited and the wish in the next life.

It turns out that it is so!

He not only likes Situ Wankong, not only admires his elders, but also has an attachment to growing up with him. But......

He has always had a crush on that little uncle who is eight years older than him! This realization shocked Xia Mu, and he thought that this man was as cold as frost and as clean as snow, and all his heart belonged to was the moon buds and clouds and the world. But he really never thought that in the deepest place in his heart, there was such an unspeakable secret.

Just imagine, if the world knows that the high-ranking master of the Moon Bud Cloud is secretly in love with his little uncle since he was a child, and he is also the most holy and noble saint who cannot be blasphemed in the Moon Bud Cloud. What kind of criticism will this unruly love be subjected to in the world! What disgusting and criticized feelings that have never seen the light of day will be distorted?

Xia Mu looked at the person in the painting carefully, and it was true! It is completely the same as himself, and the person who paints must also be very attentive, and every stroke is engraved with his acacia to the bone, so that it will be depicted so lifelike, graceful and can come out of the painting at any time.

After a long time, I re-rolled the scroll and put it back untouched.

Even if he once refused to admit it, he inevitably still had an expectation in his heart, but now it is shattered into powder, and all illusions are wiped out in an instant. himself, really just a stand-in, just an object of his unconscious empathy!

Very good, since this is the case, then in the rest of the time, I can finally take back my heart completely, the so-called revenge for resentment, revenge for revenge!

Here, after Jiang Feixu met with Situ Lan, it was already dark. After returning to the bedroom alone, he dismissed all the maids and stood alone in the room, and then waved his hand to lay down a barrier to envelop the room.

There was no light in the room, Jiang Feixu stood by the bed and did not move, but at this time, a tall figure came out from behind the dark door and hugged her from behind.

"Presumptuous!" Jiang Feixu shouted angrily, but his body did not make any struggle.

The man behind him did not let go of her scolding, but groped more and more indulgently on Jiang Feixu's body, roughly pinching the softness on her chest.

"Hmm...... You let go! The strong stimulation made Jiang Feixu can't help but moan softly, and turned around to push the person behind him, but was picked up by the person behind him, and the two fell on the bed together.

The man took off his clothes impatiently, and treated Jiang Feixu equally unkindly, without the slightest gentle words, rudely tore her clothes, held up her waist without any foreplay, and violated her fiercely.

"You...... Yes...... No...... Let go...... Yes! Jiang Feixu's words were only knocked to pieces, and he wanted to struggle but was tightly confined by the man and couldn't move. The more she resisted, the more excited the man became, and the more he tortured her. In the end, although she was unwilling to shed tears, she could only turn into a puddle of water, lie on the bed, and let the man on her body do whatever he wanted.

The movement in the room lasted for a long, long time, but fortunately there was no sound in the barrier outside the room, otherwise the men's roars and women's groans would have spread far away in this night.