The voice was extremely gentle, like a mirror lake falling jade, a deep pool of falling stones, and there was a trace of looseness in the warmth.

Auntie's half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Husband, why are you!"

"I don't know it's me, and you invite me to sleep with you?"

Yan Shuheng picked up a strand of her long hair and wrapped it between her fingers: "Could it be that the Lang Jun that Madame wants to share the bed with is not me?" ”

Here we go again, this jar of vinegar.

If he pushed it further, he had to suspect that her feelings for him were not sincere enough, and Auntie could only say: "This bed is small, thinner than the one in the mountain courtyard, and the husband is not allowed to collapse it." ”

She brought it up to dissuade him.

When they were in the mountains, Auntie and Jiang Hui also shared the same bed once, on the night of their wedding.

After drinking a glass of wine, the two sat on the edge of the couch and were silent, and after a long time, Auntie first said euphemistically: "Husband, tonight is the night of candles in our cave room, but I can't see ...... right now."

Jiang Hui said lightly: "It's okay. ”

This sentence didn't hurt that Ah Ji couldn't guess whether he had any plans to round the house, she was about to find a reasonable excuse to drag it back, Jiang Hui added: "You are still blind, other things, wait until I take you back to your hometown." ”

Auntie breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, remembering that it was the wedding night, Jiang Hui did not leave, and they slept together.

But no one fell asleep.

On the second night, they slept together as usual, but there was a small accident, and when Auntie returned to the couch, she accidentally tripped and almost fell down, and Jiang Hui reacted quickly at that moment.

Strong arms embraced her and she fell to the couch in unison.

Grandma turned her head and brushed her lips against the side of his face.

Jiang Hui suddenly tightened his hands, quickly propped up his arms so that he was not so close to her, he was about to turn over from her, but as soon as he moved, the bed "boomed......

collapsed.

What's even more embarrassing is that before Jiang Hui could leave her, they collided unexpectedly.

On the second day, Auntie had a sore back.

After that, Jiang Hui said that he was afraid that he would crush the bed again, so he slept on one bed and one on the ground.

It stands to reason that it is not the first time to share a bed, and now she is more familiar than when she first got married, but this time the bed is pitifully small, even if she lies still, his fresh breath lingers on her.

Earlier, I heard the bamboo kite read some words, and Auntie was even more unnatural, as if he was going to lean over in the next moment, like in the script, "neck entanglement, upside down".

Auntie became more and more uncomfortable.

Gotta find something for the two of them to do.

Find something serious.

She stood up: "Husband, I like your voice so much, can you talk to me?" ”

Yan Shuheng didn't know what the little fox had in mind, so he wrapped her green silk around her fingertips.

"What does Madame want me to say? Or rather,

"What do you want me to do?"

Auntie blushed, but her husband came and grabbed his wrist: "Bamboo Kite got a few books, I can't see them, husband, can you read them to me?" ”

"Okay, just read for half an hour."

Yan Shuheng lifted the quilt and got up, and according to Auntie's instructions, he took out a book.

It's about the story of the fox demon and the scholar.

He read a page and looked at Grandma on the couch, who was sitting on her knees and listening attentively, long green silk hanging down her shoulders. Yan Shuheng suddenly felt that the book was very well chosen, and the person pestering him to read the book in front of him was not a little fox?

The fox demon in the script tried every possible way to seduce the scholar, and the little fox in front of him kept hinting at those charming pasts.

The book is about Wenqu Xing's story of becoming a poor scholar after a catastrophe and being targeted by a fox spirit.

This poor scholar has an unmarried wife who is married, but his fiancée is mercenary, and when she sees that the scholar is down, she hesitates, but she can't regret the marriage because of her parents' trust.

When I was in a dilemma, I met a fox demon. The fox demon used magic to change the face of the woman, and helped the woman gain the favor of the rich children. In exchange, the girl informs the fox demon scholar of her temperament and preferences, so that she can disguise herself as her to approach the scholar.

This is where the story begins.

Ah Ji listened attentively, and asked on her back, "Why do you say that this fox demon is pretending to be the scholar's fiancée?" ”

Yan Shuheng was silent, bowing his head and quietly staring at her eyes that could not be condensed.

He didn't say anything, just looked at her.

A candle flame reflected in the girl's charming eyes made the godless eyes shine.

He seems to have regained his sight, and is testing him with a notebook.

Yan Shuheng explained warmly: "Maybe the fox demon is playful, or maybe he has other plans." ”

Auntie didn't quite understand: "What can she plot?" It's probably the Yuan 'Yang of this scholar, but, according to the consistent way of the script, the fox demon scholar will eventually fall in love, will the fox demon regret it at that time? What should he do after falling in love, is it possible that he will pretend to be the unmarried wife of a scholar for the rest of his life? ”

Yan Shuheng moved his gaze from the book back to the tips of Auntie's lightly moving hair: "How can Madam be sure that it is the fox demon who is tempted first?" If the scholar fell in love with the fox demon first, he would be willing to be deceived. ”

Auntie hasn't fallen in love with anyone yet, but does she feel in love? Love is not as holy as the world thinks.

To put it bluntly, it is still inseparable from people's hearts.

Whoever moves first loses control.

"Then you keep reading, I want to know who was tempted first?"

Yan Shuheng read a few paragraphs, and there was no heart in the book that moved first, only saying "On a moonlit night, the lips and teeth were close to each other, and the two hearts trembled together."

He snapped the notebook shut.

The only sound in the cabin was the breaking waves of the ship.

Fortunately, Jiang Taosheng is the hand that covers his ears and steals the bell, covering up the ambiguity outlined in the script for a few points.

Yan Shuheng's voice was clear and calm: "It's late, and read this first, it's time to rest." ”

Auntie also pretended to be indifferent, and yawned in order to pretend that her mood was not disturbed by the script: "I'm tired." ”

Yan Shuheng: "It's good to be tired." ”

There's no room for messy things.

Auntie lay down, but her ears were still watching his movements.

The young man sat quietly on the edge of the couch, motionless, not speaking, not knowing what he was thinking.

It doesn't seem like she's alone in being shy.

Auntie comforted herself so much, but she recalled it over and over again in her mind, and the charming sentence was pronounced by that sultry voice, and it was suddenly like ink in her mind.

She subconsciously reached out to touch her lips.

The man on the side of the couch moved, and then lay down, and the two of them lay on each side with their backs to back.

At first, the discomfort was no match for the sleepiness that surged up, Auntie soon fell asleep, and when she was half-asleep, she seemed to be walking down the steps, and suddenly stepped on the air, she woke up in fright, and hugged everything she could hold tightly: "Is the ground moving?!" ”

The young man who was entangled by her gently comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's the ship that docks to replenish it." ”

Auntie sneered and removed her hands and feet from him.

"How can it be so fast? I remember my husband saying today that he wouldn't get to the next pier until dawn. ”

Yan Shuheng smiled and said, "The ship has been diverted to Wuling. ”

Auntie heard about this place, and said: "When I was in Licheng, the aunt next door was from Wuling, and I heard her say that Wuling's fish are famous far and wide, and the local dishes are also diverse. ”

"Want to try it?" Yan Shuheng turned around, put his hands under his head, and looked at her in the faint candlelight.

Auntie didn't want to cause more trouble, so she suppressed her appetite: "I want to try it, but I don't have to taste it, you have official business, it's better to hurry as soon as possible." ”

Yan Shuheng smiled: "My business is not bad for the past two days, you can't see and can't enjoy the scenery, if you even ban your appetite, won't the days be boring?" ”

He was as casual as ever, but Auntie felt that he was more gentle than ever at this time. She couldn't care about being ashamed, and hugged his arm: "Husband, you are so good." ”

The young man chuckled: "It's useless to just talk. ”

Is this a hint that she is giving some real benefits?

Auntie thought about it, and it just so happened that she had a haunting confusion in her heart, so it was better to take this opportunity to satisfy herself.

That confusion was about the script. The bamboo kite is thin-skinned, and I can't say a word for a long time when I read Qingqing, that's it, and so is the husband, and it stops abruptly when I read that place.

Presumably, what they are stuck in is the intimate part.

The book talks about those things so soul-shattering, which makes Auntie itch with curiosity.

After a shallow taste, shouldn't it set yourself on fire?

She asked tentatively, "Husband, how many pages are in the back of the notebook...... You've seen it, haven't you? ”

Those specious words appeared in Yan Shuheng's eyes, and he raised his eyebrows and said softly: "I've seen it." ”

Auntie propped up her head: "What do you think?" ”

Yan Shuheng raised his eyes casually.

She was referring to the fox demon's deception of scholars.

Or do you want to test his reality?

Or, it was implying that he should do his duty as a husband.

He gave an ambiguous response: "Seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, and hatred are all human nature." ”

Is it normal for people to do it?

Auntie tilted her head slightly, this was a rather high-sounding sentence, and she found a high-sounding reason for her curiosity and his suppressed but ashamed desires. She pursed her lips: "Can you sit up?" Sit down in front of me. ”

Yan Shuheng got up cooperatively, sitting casually and elegantly, as if he was talking with people.

Auntie held his shoulder with one hand to borrow strength, and the other hand touched the corner of his forehead and went down.

There were invisible ripples on the skin that touched, Yan Shuheng's eyelashes lifted slightly, and he looked quietly and wordlessly at Grandma, who was half-kneeling and a head taller than him.

The fingertips wandered, the posture was ambiguous, and he pinched it when he passed the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on his brow.

Auntie did not cover her eyes, and the thoughts and hesitations in her eyes were all seen clearly by Yan Shuheng.

He netted his prey with his gaze, and tapped his hands on his knees at will.

Is it the story of the fox demon that makes her suspicious again?

Auntie was still intently groping in front of him, Yan Shuheng's hand gently moved to her hair, the palm of his hand descended to support the back of her head, and his thumb was like smoothing the hair of a raccoon slave, stroking Auntie Qingsi at once.

Auntie finished fumbling and swallowed nervously as she held his cheeks with both hands, her fingertips trembling.

"Husband, I ......"

She is still timid, if it is the first acquaintance, Yan Shuheng will probably be confused by her.

Luckily, he knew that the rabbit-like girl had a fox tail hidden behind her.

He asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Auntie didn't answer, her hands holding his cheeks tightened slightly.

His hand behind her head was closed.

The shadows of the two were struck by candlelight on the wall of the ship, and at first glance they looked like rabbits that had strayed into a wolf's den, and they swirled around the wolf's den with half suspicion and half trust, while the cunning wolf folded his fangs and followed in a protective posture.

The slender shadow suddenly moved.

Yan Shuheng's long eyelashes were lifted, and the aunt reflected in his eyes suddenly became bigger.

It was she who came closer.

Attach another moisturizing lip flap to the corner of the lip.