As soon as I walked into the inner courtyard, I saw that the bamboo forest was still so lush and dense, and the emerald green bamboo leaves became more and more vibrant after a winter of cold. At this moment, countless lanterns hung on the flexible bamboo branches, and the bright lights illuminated every bamboo leaf, and also illuminated the path leading to the house.

Pei Yuanxiu hugged me and walked all the way inside.

The light shone on his face, and he saw that the expression on that handsome face was still very calm, even calmer than ever.

But that kind of calm, somewhat depressing.

Ahead, there is the ashram, that is-

Me and his cave room.

Under the illumination of the surrounding lights, against the background of the distant noise, the place became more and more quiet, but also more and more elegant, and the moist air was filled with the fragrance of bamboo leaves and the hot breath in his breath, all surrounded me. As he hurried and unslowed, my heart slowly beat faster and faster.

Finally reaching the door, he lifted his foot and kicked it open.

At this time, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

The room was so red that for a moment I almost thought I was dazzled, but when I blinked again, I realized that it wasn't.

The whole room was hung with countless red satins, and with the cool breeze pouring in from the suddenly opened door, gently fluttering, for a moment my eyes were in chaos, and only the red shadow like a flame kept rising.

The cave room is like a sea of fire.

I looked at this scene in surprise, and then slowly raised my head to look at Pei Yuanxiu: "This-"

"Do you like it?"

He smiled and looked down at me.

I was speechless.

At that time, he asked the owner of Yangzhou Silk Village to ask for so much red silk, I still wonder what he was going to do, and now I know that the whole cave room has been carefully arranged by him, hundreds of red silk hanging down, gently brushing his shoulders, brushing my cheeks, as if a flame is burning around.

I trembled slightly, withdrew my gaze, and looked up at him again, my vision was blurred, and I only saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked down at me, "Do you like it?" ”

"Why do you do so much for me?"

I stretched out my trembling hand, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and said in a hoarse voice, "You know, I'm to you, I-"

He was silent for a moment, and instead of answering me at once, he carried me towards the inner room, and through the red veils fluttering in the wind, he walked to the side of the huge couch, which was also bright red, and gently lowered me to the bed.

My red dress blended almost with the fabric on the bed.

He was half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, looking down at me, one hand touching the hand I was holding the hem of his clothes, the palm was so hot that the hot temperature almost ignited my body from my fingertips, and burned and engulfed me.

"I know how you treat me, but it doesn't matter. I just know what I want. ”

……

"Qingying, I've been waiting for this day for too long."

With that, he had already pressed me down on the bed and kissed me deeply.

This time, I didn't struggle, and I didn't have room to struggle.

From the very beginning, he didn't leave a way back for himself, and he took me to this moment, and I have been cut off from the back road.

The body was imprisoned by him, almost unable to move a single cent, the lip flap was completely under his attack, the tip of his tongue was almost sucked/sucked painfully, his gasping was already with any undisguised desire/desire, one hand held me tightly, the other hand slowly slid up along my back and the tapestry on the bed, all the way to my slender neck, in his wide palm looked a little pitiful, but he relentlessly pressed up, so that my lips could no longer escape, but could only accept his almost fanatical kisses.

It's hot...... It's hot......

My hands were on his shoulders, I don't know whether I wanted to push him away, or I wanted to find a little support under the invasion of his passion/desire/madness/tide, but with the force of his lips and hands, I grabbed his shoulders little by little. His breath was taken away, his vision gradually blurred, and he looked over his shoulder at the red veil flying all over the room, as well as the crimson wedding dress and mattress, which seemed to turn into a scorching flame at this moment, burning around me and him.

My mind was cleared for a moment.

However, before any thought could take shape in my mind, the person in my body had already emitted a heat like a flame, almost engulfing me. I let out a moaning moan of struggle and tried to push him away, but as soon as I pressed my hand, I felt a chill on my shoulder.

Originally, in the struggle with him, I had already loosened my clothes, but now his hand only gently swiped down, and then pulled down one side of my clothes, revealing a small, round/round shoulder. The skin was naked/exposed, and I was immediately stimulated by the cold air and shivered slightly.

I subconsciously shuddered, and then I heard him chuckle.

Then, at last, he graciously let go of my lips and propped himself up to look at me.

Finally got a little relaxation, I gasped for breath almost for the rest of my life, the corners of my eyes were suffocated, tears flowed out, blurred eyes saw him leaning over to look at me, and his low voice had a strange hoarseness: "Is it cold?" ”

“……”

I was speechless, just looking at him with a slight winch.

The bright red color around me blinded my eyes like a flame.

In a trance, the corners of his lips provoked an almost unfamiliar, charming smile, he reached out and lifted my chin, the slender and slender neck curled slightly, he leaned down, gently bit my chin, and then the hot lips kissed lightly along the long curve of the jaw and neck, and lingered at my collarbone, and then slowly kissed lightly, a little, a little, like a dragonfly in water, kissed my shoulder.

The coldness of the air, combined with the heat of his breath, made it almost impossible for me to tell whether the moment was cold or hot, painful or pleasant.

He kissed my shoulder carefully, little by little, ironing the originally cool skin to warm up, and then propped himself up again, against my forehead, the tip of his nose rubbing against the tip of his nose, although their lips did not touch, but almost only breath away.

He said softly, "Is it still cold?" ”

“……”

I didn't answer him, I just looked at him with wide eyes, watching his lips with a gentle smile, kissing my snow-white skin again and again, leaving a little hot and pink trace. The clothes slowly faded under his rubbing, more and more skin was exposed, and he kissed inch by inch tirelessly, until finally, the inch/strand body was completely presented in front of his eyes.

At this moment, I was completely speechless.

He is obviously so gentle, but at this moment I feel like an evil god in folklore, this bright red room, this crimson bed, is his altar, the snow-white body without a trace of flaws is set off by the bright red of the surrounding flames, it looks so slender and innocent, as if it is a living sacrifice on the altar.

He, little by little, gently and wantonly enjoyed his sacrifice.

I closed my eyes helplessly and in despair.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I heard that low and hoarse voice ringing in my ears.

"Look at me."

With a gentle voice and an irresistible toughness, I could only open my eyes again and see him slowly bracing himself up and untying his belt.

A sturdy body with a masculine strength that was completely different from me appeared in front of me.

Except in the river valley, opposite to the "unconscious" light cold day and night, I have not seen the body of any other man so closely, even if I shared the bed/flute with Pei Yuanhao at the beginning, more often I didn't dare to look at him, but at this moment, Pei Yuanxiu seemed to have to let me watch, to let me know who this person was, with incomparable strength and stubbornness, when I wanted to close my eyes again, I leaned down and clinged to my body-

"Look at me!"

I shuddered from the scorching heat of that body, and opened my eyes, looking at him innocently and helplessly.

He hugged me tightly, as if he wanted to insert my body into his, and his lips kissed my lips softly, and a few sweet voices leaked out in the fine sucking/kissing: "Call my name...... Qingying, call me. ”

My lips quivered, but my throat was a little out of control, and I couldn't say a word except for the sound of dull breathing.

"Call me!"

His voice grew a little heavier, and those eyes looked straight at me, as if they were going to swallow me up.

Tears filled his eyes, and the figure that was close at hand blurred.

My eyes widened, but I didn't know what I saw in that blur, and I don't know how long it took for me to finally shudder and call out his name.

"Yuan Xiu ......"

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell into the long black hair spread on the red pillow, and with a sudden, he disappeared.

The corners of his mouth curled, he lowered his head and kissed my tears with his lips, and one hand took his wedding dress and slowly pulled it up, covering me and his body.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, a hot feeling came up.

My eyes widened.

"Ah......h

A hoarse and weak whisper seeped out of my throat, almost subconsciously, my hands tried hard to push him away, but I found that the body on my body was so strong that it couldn't shake him at all, and before I could react, he had already started his aggression, with an incomparably domineering power that was almost overwhelming, and suddenly pushed me into the turbulent abyss.

I didn't know anything, I didn't feel anything, I just felt like a boat in the ocean, no, a wanderer, completely unable to restrain myself, I could only be controlled by him, manipulated by him, enslaved by his every movement, every breath.

"No...... No! No...... Yuan Xiu, don't-"

I don't know what I'm shouting, his madness/indulgence has completely swallowed up reason, I can't escape him, neither my body nor my breath, no matter how much I resist, I can't shake his helplessness in the slightest, one of my hands spasmodically lifts, trying to grab something, even the edge of the bed, give me a fulcrum, a little strength, so that I don't get lost in this frenzy. But soon, in despair, I found that there was nothing around, and that the glorious silk beneath me was like water, and my fingertips rubbed against it, but I could not grasp anything that would allow me to escape.

A big hot hand slowly moved up my trembling and sweaty body, caressed my round arm, and went all the way up, finally grabbing my struggling hand, clenching and clasping hard.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at the flying red veil above my head, and finally slowly closed my eyes before being burned by the bright red color.