Back at Hengwu Courtyard, the National Teacher's Mansion, it was already late at night.

Shen Miaoyan went to Huarong Pool to soak in the hot springs, Jun Tianlan stood alone on the side of the soft couch, took out the paper from under the soft cushion, stared at it for a long time, and his thin lips pouted with a chuckle.

He casually put the note into the scroll on the low table, love is not a war, where is the strategy can be calmed.

In love, it is about, it is a true heart.

When Shen Miaoyan returned, the dormitory was empty.

She put the balm, towel and other things into the east compartment, wiped her half-wet hair out, wandered around Jun Tianlan's study, paced to the soft couch, put the towel around her neck, took the book on the low table, and planned to put it back on the bookshelf.

However, as soon as he picked up the book, he saw a plain white paper floating down from it.

She bent down to pick it up, with black and white words on it, accompanied by a bright headline: "How to make a woman like you".

With a raised brow, she read it word by word, and the more she looked, the more she felt that something was wrong.

A few days ago, the Heavenly Master suddenly became very strange, not only asking her what kind of man she liked, but also praising her as unique in heaven and earth, but it was clearly consistent with the plan on this note.

Her round eyes were bent into a slit, and she sat on the soft couch with a piece of paper in her hand, could it be that the national teacher was chasing her?

She held her face with both hands, and her small mouth couldn't help but grin in an arc, and she actually launched a nymphomania.

After Jun Tianlan finished bathing, he picked up the bead curtain and came in, and when he saw her infatuated appearance, he couldn't help frowning, and was about to speak, but he saw the paper she was holding in her hand.

With a grim look, he walked over in three or two steps and snatched the piece of paper: "Who allowed you to turn over the things in this seat?" ”

Shen Miaoyan came back to her senses, her little face was red, "National teacher, if you like me, just say it, why do you beat around the bush, and make a 'how to make a woman like you', tsk......"

The lights in the room were slightly dim, and the tips of the ears of the high-ranking and powerful man were red, and he put the piece of paper in front of the candlestick and burned it, and his voice was unnatural: "Shen Miaoyan, you must be self-aware." ”

When Shen Miaoyan heard this, she suddenly pounced on him, wrapped her legs around his waist, put her hands around his neck, and her warm breath spewed on his face, she was condescending and said domineeringly: "Jun Tianlan, kiss me!" ”

"Shen Miao—"

Before Jun Tianlan finished speaking, Shen Miaoyan had already taken the initiative to kiss him.

So jerky, so proactive, so enthusiastic.

The soft lip flap crushed against him, and ******** was a little clumsy, trying to pry his teeth open, but he couldn't do it.

The soft light of the lantern in the room elongated the figures of the two on the carved panes.

Jun Tianlan raised his eyes, Danfeng's eyes met the pure amber eyes, and at this moment, all the words of rejection seemed to be unspeakable.

Shen Miaoyan's kiss paused, grinding the corners of his lips, and his voice was playful, "National teacher, am I sweet?" ”

As he spoke, he licked his lips as if he were mischievous.

Jun Tianlan was teased by her, breathing much heavier than usual, holding her soft waist with both hands, and suddenly, she was pressed on the soft couch.

Thin and cool lips lingered over her forehead, the tip of her nose and the flap of her lips, and her voice was hoarse: "Sweet or not, you have to taste it to know ......"

The tail note was sensually elongated, and he lowered his eyes and took her little mouth in his mouth.

With a tongue wrapped in a strong manly atmosphere, it drove straight in, and it was easy to entangle with her.

To him, the little girl beneath him was poison, a poppy that could make him unable to hold it again and again.

On the contrary, he knows her taste for the marrow, even if it is just an ordinary look of hers, in his eyes, it is charming.

Not to mention, such a blatant seduction.

The kiss was eager and long, gentle and passionate in perfect harmony, Shen Miaoyan stared at his handsome face, and there was a moment of emptiness in his mind.

Even if she found him for revenge at the beginning, but now, they have experienced so many ups and downs together, and her heart has long been lost in his tenderness.

I want to go on with him, go on and on......

The kiss finally ended when the candle flame burned out.

Jun Tianlan helped her up who was wheezing, hesitated for a while, and asked softly, "This time, is it still as uncomfortable as last time?" ”

Shen Miaoyan's cheeks had already been dyed crimson, and she lowered her eyes and shook her head gently.

Jun Tianlan was a little relieved, the two were silent for a moment, and he pulled his bangs together for her: "It's time to rest." ”

"Hmmm......"

Shen Miaoyan responded, but she still sat there cross-legged, motionless.

The moonlight spilled in through the carved windows, accompanied by the chirping of summer and autumn insects, and the ambergris blended with the scent of plants and trees in the night, everything was so wonderful.

Shen Miaoyan raised his hand and touched his lips, suddenly turned his head, pecked Jun Tianlan's face, and then fled into the east compartment like a deer.

Jun Tianlan was stunned, touched the place where he was stolen, and pursed a faint smile on his thin lips, soft and shy.

At the beginning of September, Shen Yuetong was sent to the palace and was awarded the title of concubine.

Shen Miaoyan sat on the swing frame, the pear blossom tree had begun to lose its leaves, the weather was cool, the autumn was high and refreshing, and it was very comfortable.

After hearing Tian Xiang say this, she smiled and said, "Being a master, she can be regarded as getting what she wants." ”

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so she asked for ten taels of silver from Jun Tianlan, put it in her arms, and went shopping.

At this time, the long street is quite lively, full of vendors called autumn clothes, boots and hats, sugar pastries, jewelry dolls, and some people carry bright chrysanthemums and sell them to passers-by.

She walked here and there to take a look, and when she was in the right mood, she suddenly heard someone singing loudly in front of her, causing the people on the street to retreat.

She was pulled to the side of the street by Su Wen, and when she looked around, she saw a team of white horses walking slowly in the middle of the street not far away.

The man at the head was dressed in silver-white fine armor, with a sword hanging from his waist, and a silver bow and arrow on his back.

There were girls around who discussed in a low voice, and some of them said that this was the arrival of the Great Zhou delegation.

Shen Miaoyan looked at it, and there were soldiers behind the team carrying fire-colored flags, flags flying, and the word "Zhou" was written in a big book.

She looked up at the man who looked like the head general, this man was handsome, but when she looked closely, there was a shallow scar between her eyebrows, and a cold aura lingered around her body, probably used to crawling in human life and blood.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back, and soon thirty-six white steeds passed in front of her, followed by brightly dressed girls.

They were dressed in azure embroidered round lotus leaf robes, with a snow-white lining at the neckline, all of them clean and beautiful, some holding lotus flower dark pattern palm fans, some holding bronze small beast incense burners, and a fiery red soft sedan chair in front and back.

The soft sedan chair is luxurious and exquisite, the four corners are hung with jewels and autumn fragrance colors, the sedan curtain is embroidered with dark red lotus, and the place where it passes, leaving a burst of lotus fragrance, makes people inevitably reverie about the characters sitting in the sedan chair.

The autumn wind blew, the red gauze curtain flickered, and Shen Miaoyan vaguely saw the side face of the person inside.

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