Autumn Cool (2)
Li Pian'er's plain clothes had been untied by Feng Yaojue unconsciously, and fell next to Feng Yaojue's feet, and her dress was instantly loose. Feng Yaojue gently pulled open her neckline, and the placket slid down to her elbows, revealing a piece of white and tender fragrant shoulder snow muscles.
Just as Feng Yaojue was about to take the next step, Li Pian'er pushed away from his kiss, which made him about to untie her neck strap. She looked at him with a crimson face, her eyes were a little confused, she calmed her breath, and whispered, "You're not afraid that someone will see it?" Let's go back to our room. ”
Li Pian'er reminded her like this, Feng Yaojue suddenly realized that the carved wooden doors were all open, although there were very few people here on weekdays, but it was not appropriate after all. It was he who was so anxious and anxious to want her, and as a result, everything was ignored.
He smiled softly at her, and put her on the couch, which had half of her clothes removed: "Wait, I'll close the door." He didn't want to let her go today, and he had gone wrong at critical moments several times before. Especially on the eve before, he finally waited until her menstrual affair had passed for several days, but at the critical moment, due to her nervousness, it actually caused his feet to cramp, at that time he was really full of black lines, speechless to the extreme, today he wanted to see what else she had to stop him.
The black carved wooden doors were closed one by one in Feng Yaojue's hands, the light in the Xuan was much dimmed, and the autumn wind blew in from the Xuan window, brushing Li Pian'er's skin, and the cool breath relieved the burning of her cheeks. Feng Yaojue had already withdrawn half of his clothes on the way to the soft collapse.
In the middle of the day, although the pavilion is no longer as bright and dazzling after closing the door, the window near the lotus pond is still full of sunlight. Li Pian'er saw that the disheveled Feng Yaojue was getting closer and closer to her, and she felt more and more shy, and her whole face was so hot that the cool breeze didn't work, and she was as bright as a cloud. The difference between day and night is not ordinary, in the dark environment, she can accept close contact with Feng Yaojue, but during the day, she will be shy unconsciously.
Feng Yaojue sat down in front of her, and when she saw that she looked down and didn't dare to look at him, she took the initiative to reach out and lift her chin, ready to give her own kiss.
"Wait a minute!" Li Pian'er ducked back.
Feng Yaojue frowned slightly, her body was extremely uncomfortable, but she felt that Li Pian'er was funny, and her voice was a little out of tune: "What's wrong?" ”
Li Pian'er pointed to the portrait on the wall and said weakly: "It's not okay to do this kind of thing in front of your ex-girlfriend?" It's a portrait, but we're under her. ”
"I ordered the portrait to be taken off in the afternoon." Feng Yaojue's patience was almost exhausted, he didn't care about anything, and after speaking, he directly and rudely began to pull Li Pian'er's dress, seeing that Li Pian'er was stunned, in a trance, all the clothes were scattered on the ground.
Feng Yaojue's clothes faded, hugged Li Pian'er and leaned over, covering her under him, and the prey could no longer escape from his palm.
Li Pian'er felt that all this happened too fast, and in a trance, she had let Feng Yaojue succeed, and became his real concubine for no reason. It's just that she didn't experience the pain of other women when she was new to menstruation, only bursts of numb and crispy pleasure swept through her nerves, bringing endless pleasure, so that she couldn't help but moan softly, arousing Feng Yaojue's desire for more.
Outside the window, the shriveled lotus canopy lowered its head and quietly soaked in the sun, with the dead leaves swaying in the wind, the crisp and graceful birdsong seemed to sing only for them, everything seemed to be leisurely and comfortable.
The wind blowing into the window was soft and cool, carrying the scent of ink in the inkstone, leaving only the unfinished painting on the table and the scroll that fluttered and closed. The fragrance of ink fills the air, lingering around the rapid breath that drifts through the quiet room for a long time.
At this moment, the painting on the wall seems to have been completely forgotten, the black mole on the woman's chin in the painting is still there, although it is a little awkward, but it is still difficult to hide her beauty and refinement, although the delicate facial features are not bewitching, but with a shallow smile, gentle and pleasant. The slightly lowered eyes were pale, as if they were looking at the two people below sadly, sad alone.
Time slowly turned into a small shadow under the eaves, and the tightly interlocked hands on the soft collapse finally loosened, as if to indicate that all pleasures were almost over.
Sweat soaked the broken hair on Li Pian'er's forehead, wisps of breeze blew, and the intoxicating coolness made her feel much more relaxed. Exhausted, she collapsed in Feng Yaojue's arms, as if all the strength in her body had escaped, and her eyelids were heavy.
After finishing the matter, Feng Yaojue reached out and picked up the robe on the ground to cover him and Li Pian'er, hugged Li Pian'er and never let go, at this time he was no better than Li Pian'er, lying there and not even wanting to move much. This is his patience for more than a year, and finally vented today, which has used up almost all his strength.
Li Pian'er half-squinted her eyes, and two tears quietly rolled down from her eyes, blending with the undried sweat and burrowing into the messy hair next to her ears. Feng Yaojue didn't know why she suddenly cried, she was nervous, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and asked gently, "What's wrong?" Did it just hurt you? ”
Li Pian'er shook her head calmly and asked in a low voice, "Am I not self-loving?" Debauch? At the moment when Feng Yaojue covered her with a robe, she had a faint sense of remorse in her heart, regretting doing this kind of thing with Feng Yaojue. She loves Feng Yaojue, but that doesn't mean she's willing to give it to him right now.
Feng Yaojue listened to her question, confusion and confusion flashed in his eyes, he brushed a few broken hairs stuck to his face for her, and said softly: "Why do you say this about yourself?" Just because you did boudoir with me here? It's not about you, it's me who forced you, it's me who is not good, I don't care about your feelings, and I won't next time. Well, stop crying. ”
Li Pian'er buried her face in Feng Yaojue's arms, avoiding his gaze, her small voice trembled slightly, with regret: "It's not what you said." I like you, but I'm only sixteen years old, and I'm so young, I shouldn't have this kind of thing to do with anyone. Although I used to live a casual life, I still know that I love myself. I want to leave the purest and cleanest self to the most flamboyant and unbridled youth, so that when the youth is gone, I will not regret it. But now, on the spur of the moment, I have broken the promise I had made to myself and done such a shameful thing. ”
"It's all mothers, why do you still say that you are small, and you are not afraid of other people's jokes? Besides, I'm no one else, I'm your husband, and it's normal to be happy with me, and it's reasonable. Feng Yaojue could only comfort him like this.
"You don't understand! Forget it, it's all done, and it's useless to regret it. As long as it is what you want, I am willing to give it. Li Pian'er was entangled in her heart, and she wanted to tell Feng Yaojue about her life experience, but she had a lot of concerns. She also knows very well that Feng Yaojue is good to her now, mostly because of Li Pian'er in the past, and she doesn't know if Feng Yaojue will ignore her when she knows her true identity.
Feng Yaojue hugged her silently, she broke free and wrapped her arms around Feng Yaojue's neck, and looked up at him with a tired face: "Xianggong, I'm so tired and sleepy, I really want to sleep." ”
"Sleep, I'll be with you." Feng Yaojue was worried that Li Pian'er would catch the cold, so she pulled her robe up to cover her tender white lotus arms, and the two snuggled together and closed their eyes and sank into a dream. In fact, he was also tired, and he was already sleepy, but he didn't say it, just because his body was much weaker than ordinary people.
The room was completely silent, and only the two long, even breaths on the soft collapse remained. The cool breeze gently brushed the cheeks and hair of the two in their sleep, and the birdsong outside the window seemed to be more and more graceful, and the shadows on the ground were full of shadows. In such a comfortable and quiet environment, the two unconsciously slept until the evening sun was shining.
In the middle, there were also a few sporadic subordinates passing in front of the Shuxuan, but seeing that the door of the Shuxuan was all closed, this was something that had never happened before, and it became clear in an instant, what might be happening inside, and it was clear that in this case, these people could only speed up their pace and leave in a hurry, and they didn't dare to stay at all.
When Li Pian'er woke up with her confused eyes open, a golden sunset shining in from the window happened to be sprinkled on them, and the brilliant light made it difficult for her to open her eyes, and she couldn't help but struggle slightly in Feng Yaojue's arms a few times, disturbing Feng Yaojue's clear dream, and he woke up.
"What's wrong?" Feng Yaojue opened her eyes and looked at her, but she couldn't see it in the sunset, and it was blurry and illusory.
Li Pian'er rubbed her eyes lazily, and her voice was a little vague: "What time is this?" How do you feel like you've slept here for a long, long time. ”
"It's been a long time, the sun is about to set, are you still tired?" Feng Yaojue half-squinted, propped up his head and looked out the window through the blurry light, the scenery outside was all shrouded in golden light, and the burning clouds on the horizon were gorgeous and dazzling, colorful, layer by layer, from deep to shallow.
Li Pian'er blocked the light in front of her with her robe, pillowed her side face with one hand, and quietly stared at Feng Yaojue's handsome face: "I'm not tired, I just feel so hungry, it's almost dinner time, right?" If you don't give me anything to eat, I'm going to starve to death, and I haven't even eaten snacks today. The fine hairpin also said that she wanted to make hibiscus chestnut cake for me, she newly learned, and now it seems that she can't eat it, you are harmful. ”
"You, you have the energy to fight with me again. It doesn't seem that hungry either. Seeing that Li Pian'er had regained her lively side, Feng Yaojue smiled, and even the worries in her heart disappeared. He knew that Li Pian'er no longer minded that kind of thing and really accepted him.
Before this, Feng Yaojue had been worried about Li Pian'er's depression in her heart, he felt that this was the first time she had been happy with Li Pian'er after she lost her memory, and for Li Pian'er, she was completely facing something she had never experienced before, and it was difficult for her to accept it.
He saw Li Pian'er crying, and then said something like that, in fact, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he felt guilty for his behavior, did not do things properly, did not consider Li Pian'er's feelings, and couldn't wait to ask her if she didn't think it clearly.
"You're not me, how do you know I'm not hungry, huh!" Li Pian'er puffed up and smashed Feng Yaojue with a punch.