After a while, he removed his lips and whispered in her ear, "Guan'er, I miss you very much." ”

Qiao Guan's whole person was lightly smoked by the hot current, and his face was flushed with a tempting flush. Her resentment, her reason, seemed to be gone at the moment, and all she knew was to hug his back tightly, to make him more intimate with herself, and to go crazy with his pace......

……

At the peak, she put her arms around his neck, propped up her head and sucked hard, and he was ecstasy, and he couldn't even push her open, so she plotted hard.

"Where did you bite me?" The frenzy faded, and he looked everywhere with his head down, but he couldn't see the scar on his neck.

Qiao Wan rolled over and leaned on his body, admiring the masterpiece he had planted with satisfaction.

"Here—" she pointed and looked at him with a smile, "There is no ten days or eight days, I'm afraid it won't go down." ”

He raised his arms above his head and held them on the pillow, starry eyes squinting at her face, smiling without saying a word.

"What are you laughing at?" Qiao Wan couldn't see his calm appearance, and asked angrily.

"You can suck it if you want, just remember to be responsible for me." He looked at her with doting eyes and smiled.

Qiao Wan stuck out his tongue, turned over and looked for clothes to wear, and muttered: "I don't take this responsibility...... as if she had done something to him, obviously he coaxed himself to eat and wipe it all out!

But how could I be coaxed by him so easily, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

I can't let him succeed easily!

Zhou Yu also put on her underwear, hugged her from behind, and smiled softly: "It's the same if I'm responsible for you——"

"Let go of me." Her face changed suddenly, and her voice was cold.

“…… What's wrong with it? He didn't react a little, and he froze there unconsciously, wasn't it okay just now......

She broke his hand one finger at a time, and did not reply or pay attention to him, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Zhou Yu was confused there, and her mind was full of the delicate state she had just now under her, how could she turn her face like turning a book, it was like a different person.

He was puzzled for a long time, and was still waiting for her answer, but he heard the sound of gradually even breathing, and his mind collapsed in an instant. Confucius's words of the old man are really not wrong - only women and villains are difficult to raise, and they are not close to Sun Yuan.

He shook his head and rolled over and fell asleep.

The next day, the people in the house looked at Zhou Yu strangely, there was no way, only to blame the kiss mark on his neck was too eye-catching, although Zhou Yu knew it, he didn't hide it, and he swaggered through the market with this huge strawberry mark with a calm expression, not only that, but he also made fun of Qiao Wan about it, and pointed to this kiss mark every day and asked her to be responsible for herself, Qiao Wan coaxed him, "Go and go, where is cool and where to stay." ”

He pressed her against the wall, squinted and said, "You little hoof is really ungrateful, you forgot who brought you happiness yesterday-"

Qiao Guan's face was suddenly so red that he could drip blood, and he pushed his head away and ran away without looking back, only to hear him laughing loudly behind him.

A few days later, it was Sun Ce's birthday, and Zhou Yu got up early in the morning, brought Sun Ce's favorite pot roast pork and plum blossom wine, and went to his grave to worship.

Before the Qingming Festival, a light rain had already flown in the sky, and it was gray and heavy, so that people's hearts could not breathe.

In Sun's cemetery, the lonely tomb of the green mound under the begonia tree stood silently, and the flowers floated all over the ground, also covering his grave. The young man in red seemed to be lying in the sky flying among the begonia petals, waved his hand to him, and said that he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Zhou Yu smiled comfortably, took out the can of plum blossom wine, sprinkled it on the grave, but the voice was astringent, and said slowly: "After you leave, no one will drink this wine anymore, and I don't know if it still tastes like the original." ”

After that, he took out the pot of roast meat from the bag and put it on the tablet, lit the incense candles, knelt on the ground, and stared at the word "Sun Ce" on the stone tablet in a daze...... After a long time, I opened another jar of peach blossom brewed and drank on my head.

"Gongjin ......" came Guotai's voice behind him.

Zhou Yu hurriedly covered the gaffe in his eyes, put away the wine, stood up and saluted: "Zhou Yu has seen Guotai. ”

"Child, it's hard for you to remember ......" Guotai looked at him with relief, but the depths of his eyes were full of sad pain.