Autumn is in the depths of time.

The remnant sun will not set.

The leaves are withering, and the maple leaves are fluttering.

Mei Hong, the wife of a generation of heroes and dragons, is sitting here, admiring the remnant sun and falling leaves.

She admired these things as she admired herself, slowly and quietly withering and withering.

This woman, like other young women in their thirties who were alone in the empty room, was tired, bored, mad, and had wild thoughts of being thin, white, tall, handsome, and gentle...... The man walked towards her, still holding flowers in his hand, saying sweet, touching words, doing ecstasy, embarrassing things.......

She didn't want to think about it this time, she didn't need to think about it anymore, there was a man at the end of the maple forest, which was exactly what she thought in her heart, maybe even better.

This man is much better than she imagined, although she pretended to be calm and calm, but her soul seemed to be about to fly, swinging, that little liver was like a cat catching a dog, she decided to start at the right time, opportunity, take, enjoy, if the other party did not obey and cooperate, he forced him with a knife, and told him, "If you don't let the old lady be happy and happy today, I will kill you." ”

There was already a smile in her eyes, and she laughed that he was quite upright and understanding.

Admiring this handsome man, as handsome as he wants, he is also laughing, laughing very gently, as gentle as he is, as gentle as he is, as if he is close to weakness and prostration.

He walked over slowly, stopped not far away, his eyes caressed her body like a soul, everything about her, he knew that she was going crazy, he couldn't stand it, her soul seemed to be no longer in the body, her person was already trembling gently, needing.

He said: "Xiaosheng is polite. ”

His voice is ecstasy, and he has as much ecstasy as he wants.

She said, "Come here, come here." ”

She found herself wheezing, unsteady, as she spoke.

"I don't dare," he said. ”

She smiled and said, "Why don't you dare, you're afraid of me?" ”

He blinked, and laughed again, but smiled like a delicate, budding flower, and said, "I'm afraid of you." ”

She smiled and said, "What are you afraid of?" ”

He said, "I'm afraid you'll eat me." ”

She said: "I don't eat people, tigers eat people." ”

He said: "I heard that a woman is more terrible than a tiger when she is so lonely that she can't control it, are you that kind of woman? ”

She lowered her head and gritted her teeth, as if distressed and uncomfortable, but when she looked up, she regained that smile, that friendly, kind smile. "I'm not that kind of woman, no," she said. ”

He said, "How do I know? ”

She smiled, a little bitterly, and said, "How can I be that kind of woman, the kind of woman who is shameless and shitty." ”

She felt her face a little hot, a little like she was on fire.

He nodded and said, "Why is your face red." ”

She smiled and said, "What a stupid boy, what's so strange about this." ”

He was silent, bowing his head as if in contemplation.

She coughed and said, "I'm a little hot, so I'm blushing." ”

He said, "Oh. ”

She smiled and said, "Come here, come closer, and we'll have a good talk." ”

She slowly and inexplicably stood up, she didn't know why she wanted to get up, how she could stand up.

He smiled and lowered his head and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

She said: "You can do anything, talk about life, what is life?" ”

When she spoke, she was ruthless in her heart, "When it falls into the hands of the old lady, it will make you feel good,......。 ”

As if hesitating, he said, "You don't lie to me. ”

She said, "Yes, I will not lie to you. ”

He walked over and gave her the flowers, and his people were as brilliant, delicate, and charming as the flowers.

She took the flower, sniffed it, it was so fragrant, she smiled, and smiled a little weirdly.

He said, "Does this smell of flowers?" ”

She nodded and said, "Incense." ”

She was still laughing, smiling proudly.

Then she suddenly stopped moving, and the smile on her face suddenly froze and froze to death.

She saw him point seven or eight big holes on his body.

She said, "You ......"

He suddenly changed, everything changed, like a pervert, a flower thief, .......

He gently touched her clothes, and then there was magically no clothes on her body.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you?" ”

He took out the ingot of gold from his bosom, and he said, "This is fifty taels of gold, first salute, and on the fifteenth day I will come to you and take you away." ”

Her face turned white, and her lips trembled with panic and fear.

She said, "Are you a god of flower picking? ”

He said, "I am the flower butterfly. ”

Flower Butterfly laughed, and laughed lewdly, wickedly, and debauched.

He said: "If your husband doesn't protect you well, you'll be finished." ”

She said, "Why don't you ...... now?" ”

She didn't finish, he knew this kind of thing.

Flower Butterfly said: "I am the god of picking flowers, and the god of picking flowers must have the appearance of a god of picking flowers, don't pick flowers secretly, it is not decent and famous." ”

She gritted her teeth and remained silent.

She watched as he urinated on top of her, then danced like a butterfly and floated away.