Chapter 83: This is Passion 5
In the colorful embroidery pavilion, on the luxurious collapse of the gold silk embroidery tent, there are a man and a woman, wide clothes and unties, extremely devoted, intoxicated, like glue and lacquer swaying.
Slight wheezing.
Extremely hedonistic.
I watched the play with bare eyes and was dumbfounded. Suddenly, I felt a hot breath spray on my neck.
It turned out to be the North Lonely Brake.
He was bending down, leaning his head closer to my ear, and whispered vaguely, "See?" That's passion. β
I wrinkled my nose and looked disgusted.
used the sound transmission technique to reply to him: "Isn't this the same thing as the two guys of Huainan and Yinsan?" β
Bei Lonely laughed silently, with an evil smile: "Sister Yu'er, are you sure it's the same?" β
"It's pretty much the same." I said: "The two guys of Huainan Wang Ye and Yin San are two men playing games, and here are a man and a woman playing games." Is this game called passion? It's disgusting. β
"Sister Huang'er, you're too boring, ruining the scenery." Bei Lao said: "How can you say that such a beautiful game of spring is sultry and drunk, how can it be said to be disgusting?" β
Beautiful his head!
My eyes twitched, and I suddenly felt a prank.
Leng Bu burst out laughing.
This time, not only did I not use sound transmission, but I also amplified the sound infinitely, so my laughter like a bell resounded throughout the whole Fengyue place, like the sound of a beam, echoing around.
Those ordinary ladies were scared enough.
Especially the men and women lingering on the collapse of the embroidery pavilion in the colorful building, they were so frightened that their souls were scattered.
I unconsciously engaged in a performance art, and the spring light was completely revealed, and I was embarrassed and ran out of the embroidery pavilion.
Even if you don't engage in performance art, Chunguang can't hide it, and the clothes you put on indiscriminately are either exposed at first glance, or a pair of thighs are exposed at first glance, and barefoot girls rush out of the embroidery pavilion to offer ugliness as if they are dead.
For a while, I don't care about shame.
Holding his head and scurrying, he screamed repeatedly: "Ghost! There's a ghostβ"
In broad daylight, where did the ghost come from?
I almost fell in laughter. Bei Lonely, who couldn't help but rejuvenate himself, followed me naughty, raised his voice, and let out a ghost crying wolf howl.
Everyone was even more frightened.
panicked: "Ghost! What the hellβ"
I laughed "haha" with Bei Lone.
glanced at each other, smeared the soles of their shoes together, and slipped away. Leaving the spring completely exposed, there are also a few men and women who are not completely exposed in the spring, collectively messy in the wind.
Screams of terror continued.
When we were far away, my laughter and the howling of ghosts and wolves in Beilonesha were still echoing in Xichun Building, lingering for a long time.
At night, I dreamed of the purple-clothed elf again.
The purple-clothed elf's face was more serious than ever, and his eyes were deeper than ever. "Woo-" his voice was reproachful, "you are really nonsense, more and more disagreeable!" Those Fengyue places are also where you go? β
I smiled and said, "There is no writing at the gate that I will not be allowed to go." β
The purple-clothed elf made a straight face: "It's okay to enter the Fengyue place, but it's still ambiguous with the Northern Silence." You are a girl's family, your innocence can't be ruined, and your reputation can't be ruined, understand? β
I asked, "What if your innocence is ruined and your reputation is ruined?" β
The purple-clothed elf was silent for a moment.
Then he said: "If your innocence is ruined and your reputation is ruined, others will look down on you, how can you find Ruyi Langjun in the future?" β