Chapter 148: In the same room
The lantern that Fu Junwu was holding was burned, and the candlestick in Ye Mu's room only illuminated the room, and the two people in the room stood there in a somewhat strange posture. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Let's go"
Fu Junwu said, her hands slowly hugged Ye Mu's arm, her face was already red, and Xia Fei's cheeks were flying.
Ye Mu hummed softly, let Fu Junwu hold her arms, and the two walked out of the house together, both of them looked a little abnormal, and they didn't dare to look at each other's eyes.
Out of the room, the two walked into the darkness, and the demeanor of the two slowly returned to normal and became normal walking.
Along the way, Ye Mu didn't speak, kept walking, was pulled by others, and kept adjusting his mentality.
He can hold Fu Junwu into his arms without any scruples, it doesn't mean that he can sleep peacefully on her bed, these are two different things.
The road was very dark, so black that all the scenery was ink, and there was no more colorful daytime.
Fu Junwu walked step by step, her heart was also beating, there was a tendency to beat faster and faster, she thought of an important thing, and she was a little panicked.
"If he were to ...... suddenly, Should I say no or ......?"
Fu Junwu was very worried in her heart.
Soon, the short stretch of the road was over, and the two came to the outside of the brightly lit, warm and elegant room.
The light fell on Ye Mu and the others, as if suppressing the movements of the two of them, and between the two figures, the movements returned to the initial slightly twisted state.
Fu Junwu pushed open the door first, and then walked in.
The moment the door opened, the candlestick in the room emitted a light and fell directly on Ye Mu's body, outlining Ye Mu's face in layers, and it was clearly seen that there was a trace of unnaturalness slowly fading.
Ye Mu approached the room, and the first thing he saw was a screen, outside the screen was a table, there was a lamp on the table, and the light was very warm, which made Ye Mu's heart warm for a while.
The style of the room is white and red and yellow, and the curtains float gently, so that there is too much warmth and comfort to spread around.
With a little shame, Fu Junwu picked up the candle flame on the table with one hand, gestured to Ye Mu, and then turned behind the screen.
Ye Mu understood, his lips moved slightly, and when he arrived in this room, Ye Mu felt even more relaxed, smiled, and walked in.
Behind the screen, Fu Junwu put the lamp and candle on the side of the bed in a place that seemed to be a candlestick, and after placing it, Fu Junwu turned back and looked at Ye Mu again.
The bed is really big, in fact, it is the original bed of a concubine or a big person, the quilt has been changed, not the color of the royal tribute, white, soft, and comfortable to look at.
Ye Mu approached, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Fu Junwu next to him, not knowing what to say.
At this time, if it says:
Let's rest!
There's always a weird feeling that if you don't say anything, do you just sit there?
Fu Junwu sat next to Ye Mu, her heart continued to beat, and she looked at Ye Mu with a pair of eyes, and there was no longer the cold meaning of a few years ago.
"Let's rest!"
Three words came out, not Ye Mu's mouth, Fu Junwu said shyly, and the whole person's heart beat faster again.
It's not expectation, it's not resistance, it's just nervousness, indescribable nervousness.
"Good"
Ye Mu's eyes didn't dare to look at Fu Junwu's eyes, his throat was rolling, and he had to admit that his heart began to move, as a man with strong blood, some things came naturally.
A nice scent, inhaled into the nostrils, is the smell of temptation, from the body of the opposite sex, or the quilt under which the beauty is wrapped every day.
Ye Mu suddenly had an impulse, and the memories that had been sealed in his mind for many years gushed out, which were pictures and pictures of scantily clad women, every time he turned on the computer, he could always see those pictures flash out of the computer without doing anything.
At that time, although Ye Mu had never looked for a woman, nor did he deliberately pursue that kind of mysterious thing, he still really understood all those things, and knew that between men and women, some things were very interesting and difficult to control.
But will it be too early tonight?
Isn't that okay?
Well, not married yet, it's not good.
Ye Mu nodded, and then looked at Fu Junwu, her eyes were extremely clear.
"I know we're all going to have a hard time, so go to sleep! ”
Ye Mu said, got up and walked outside the screen.
The candle flame beside the bed was shrouded in an almost transparent silk cover, and it shook inexplicably.
Fu Junwu forgot her heartbeat, quickly got up and took out a silk quilt from the back closet, and hugged it out of the screen.
Ye Muzai sat casually on the chair behind the table in front of the screen, searching for a suitable place to lay the floor.
Fu Junwu walked out, she suddenly had a very unpleasant feeling in her heart, sour, her heart was blocked, she looked at Ye Mu who was sitting on a cold chair, bit her lip, and then handed the quilt over, then took off a blanket hanging on the wall from the side, turned around and spread it in the screen.
The quilt in Ye Mu's hand had almost just received it in his hand, and when he got up, Fu Junwu made a series of movements and turned around from behind the screen.
The quilt in Ye Mu's hand was taken over by Fu Junwu again, turned around, and spread it on Fang Cai's blanket.
"It's too deserted outside, it would be a little better inside. ”
Fu Junwu said, and turned around to get a quilt.
Ye Mu did not refuse, that distance was enough, and the two of them could already sleep with peace of mind.
......
The lights were turned out and the room was plunged into darkness.
......
Not far away, where Ye Mu placed the guests, two rooms were lit up, but only one room was occupied.
"I didn't expect that the person surnamed Ye was also such a person, I'm really not ashamed. Song Yuzhi sat on the chair, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, it seemed that the water was a little cold, and it didn't fit his mouth, so he spit it out again.
Song Shuang was on the other table, sitting silently, just smiling.
Song Yuzhi spoke, there was no clear object, it was more like talking to himself, no one answered, and no one was qualified to answer this sentence, although there were Song Shuang and two masters of Song Valve here.
"If the eldest brother wants you to marry into Huaxia, do you think Ye Gongzi likes it?"
After a while, Song Shuang also took a sip of water, sizzled for a while, slowly, smiled, and said, more like a joke.
Talking and laughing, there is talk and laughter, and naturally there is wind, and the candlelight shakes.
Song Yuzhi's face changed suddenly, an indescribable change, as if there was no taste, as if it was changing again.
Some people were so moved that they had to start thinking about something.
It's a little sad, but it doesn't seem too sad.
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