Chapter 3 I just like to undress with my own hands
Huo Ning turned over slightly, like a Buddha on the wall. Behind him was a red apricot tree that spread out of the wall, and the young man picked one and bit it casually, and said uninhibitedly: "Just now, Ben seemed to have heard something that looked like someone else's majesty?" Dare to ask the old lady, who does this majesty refer to? β
The old lady who was sitting was shocked, and the young man appeared unexpectedly, but listened to her words.
Who could she be talking about, naturally referring to these former subordinates of her own son.
In the past, her son would hold a feast every time he returned triumphantly, and she never objected at that time, so she was naturally happy, because the merits belonged to her son!
Now, what's the use of celebrating again? It's all cheaper for others!
Thinking like this in private, she couldn't say it explicitly.
The old lady's face was serious: "Junior General Huo. Jun, you're too worried, I'm just admonishing juniors in the mansion, you're an outsiderβ"
As the words fell, the young man on the wall sat up.
The tips of his eyes passed, like the wind and sand that had not dispersed for many years, and he was cold: "Then don't disturb Ben Jiang's sleep." β
Without mercy.
The old lady didn't dare to offend him too much.
Today is different from the past, and the Dingguo Marquis Mansion does not have the merits of her second son, and it is not as good as Ronghua back then. Besides, who Huo Ning is, he is the overlord that no one dares to mess with in the entire Chang'an City.
The young man has a great relationship with the emperor, even if he raises his hand to ask for the stars in the sky, the emperor will be satisfied.
"Since there is Huo Xiaojun tonight. The army interceded for you, and the old body forgave you! Don't go back yet! β
The old lady glared at her viciously, and left with all the maids and women, Liang Yun was weak, and still saluted and sent her off.
West Wing Pavilion.
Liang Wan sat down on the chair slowly, and Qiu Feng distressed her to take off her clothes, so that the little maid could give her medicine.
She didn't let Qiu Feng stay, and told her that she would take the medicine herself.
The autumn wind has just walked on the front foot.
I heard a very dark sound, and the window of the boudoir quickly opened and closed, and a red figure appeared, with a smile.
Putting his finger to his lips to signal her to keep quiet, the young man walked slowly towards her.
She tugged at her shirt and asked, "What are you doing here?!" β
"Take off your clothes."
Huo Ning never talked nonsense, her eyes looked at her, as if she was in danger: "Where is the injury?" β
"Huo Ning. We have already been wrong once between us, and we should not be wrong again and again. β
"Sister-in-law, you are so ruthless, doesn't that time in the day count? It should be wrong twice. β
At the mention of the day, she is even more shameless, but she doesn't want to discuss it with him a few times at all, but about the relationship with him!
Huo Ning narrowed her eyes and pressed her down with one hand.
The corners of the dazzling red robe hung from the ground. Huo Ning knelt on one knee and pulled up the corners of her pants under her skirt to her knees, revealing her fair and delicate legs, and the blue and red of her legs.
There are traces everywhere.
There are those who got him, and there are those who are usually beaten and scolded by her.
Huo Ning took out the ointment in her arms and wiped it gently, the young man's palms were ironed, the man's natural yang energy made her tremble for a moment, Liang Yun wanted to shrink her legs, and saw that her ankles were tightly fixed by him.
Sandwiched between the teenager's legs.
Inexplicably there are drums. She didn't dare to move.
Huo Ning: "Relax, don't always stare at me in one place." β
He deliberately teased her, Liang Yun's face turned red, and he retorted: "When did I watch it?" β
"Sister-in-law, aren't you going to resist?"
The boy turned his head to look at her, and the strength of his hand was moderate, and it didn't take long for the smell of turpentine to waft through the room. He said sarcastically: "Dare to show your fangs at me, why did you let others bully me just now?" Don't you dare? β
She was even more embarrassed by him, and her hands hanging on both sides clenched the corners of her skirt, "I don't need you to teach!" β
Huo Ning tilted his head and smiled.
The medicine on her knee was applied for her, and the next thing should be on her back.
The young man's burning gaze is from the bottom up, like a perspective.
He was most tired of her black clothes.
It is the shackle of old-fashioned etiquette, locking her hands and feet. Huo Ning picked the corner of the black dress with one finger, revealing the woman's smoothest skin, he laughed uninhibitedly, teased her seriously, and bent over to put his lips in her ear:
"My sister-in-law doesn't like me to teach, that is, she likes to do it? Look at your black clothes, bound by layers, who are you wearing for? Hou Ye is dead, and I only like to pick it off one by one. β
"You should know that my name is outside and I don't care about you."
The young man's words were like sticky rain in June, and it was so uncomfortable to fall on his face. Liang Yun's cheeks were crimson by him, and he couldn't care about being reserved, so he opened his mouth to shout at him.
Before the words could be spoken, her body was suddenly picked up by him, his palms with the smell of medicine covered her lips, and her dark eyes stared at the door.