"Ahem. I said that the Tang family, stealing is not a good habit, my husband and he still have a ring to fight tomorrow, you are not good like this. Just when the two of them were quite emotional, a gentle voice came from the door, and Bu Zhijun was in tears. Girl, let's not catch rape skills so high, okay?

After all, at this time, Tang Yuluo's whole body was reddened by this sound. Solo contact is solitary contact, after all, Tang Yuluo, as the descendant of Miao Nu, is naturally very bold and careful, and Miao Nu has never been afraid to be alone with her lover.

But if there are onlookers, I'm afraid any girl will be a little shy.

"I'm just here to help you wipe your back. Tang Yuluo's voice trembled a little bit that he didn't notice, and almost every junior was like this when he was with his wife. Although he is so shy that he is to death, his mouth is still very hard after all, and he will not admit it when he dies!

"Really, you better come out, I think my father-in-law can wash it himself, right, husband?" The voice outside is naturally Gu Yuqing's voice, with a circulating wind, almost all the wind and grass in the entire inn, there is no way to hide Gu Yuqing.

"Hmph. Tang Yuluo snorted, knowing that if he didn't go out, it would not be good for everyone, after all, he didn't look good on his face. But when she was leaving, she whispered in Bu Zhijun's ear, "If you want, you can come to me at night." Little brother, Yuluo has already washed it. ”

It seems that because of the small voice, there is a trace of imperceptible oral fetish, and the charming sound is like the cat's paw of a kitten, which keeps scratching in Bu Zhijun's heart.

"Husband, come to the concubine's room at night, the concubine has something to discuss with the husband. Just when the two of them were a little ambiguous in their hearts, the one outside the door suddenly said something. It seems that all the voices in the room can't hide the owner of that voice, and this time, even Bu Zhijun feels a little uncomfortable. No one likes to be watched, and there is no privacy at all, and Bu Zhijun is no exception.

Bu Zhijun naturally didn't go out, and today he was really tired and fought for a day. Even if the internal force of the two veins in his body has reached the bottom of the manifestation and concealment, it is extremely uncomfortable at this moment. Muscle fatigue will be relieved, but it is inevitable.

He sank most of his body into the water, leaving only his head on the surface of the water, and the temperature of the water was very suitable, just less than ten degrees higher than the body temperature, warm, but also hot.

"It's been a long time, it's been a long time. It was as if there was a sudden fog in the room, and at this time, even Bu Zhijun was slightly intoxicated. The voice was slightly delicate and weak, like a delicate and delicate little girl whispering softly to you.

This is the third time I have heard this voice. Bu Zhijun only felt that he was getting more and more sleepy, and then when he came to his senses, he found that he had seen something indescribable at this moment.

He has always been in the inn, but there are no ten miles of peach blossoms in the inn, and there are no three autumn laurels. Is this Jiangnan? Where is he at the moment?, in his dream?reality?or Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly?

"Yixi, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Just under the largest peach tree, a girl with long hair and waist reached the bottom of the tree, looking at Bu Zhijun with a smile.

"Girl, who are you? I'm not what you say. Where is this?" Bu Zhijun looked around, but found that this was not a familiar location at all. What kind of place is this? Is it a dream? Who is that girl? These ten miles of peach blossoms, so familiar, so familiar.

"Treat me with long hair and waist, and it would be good for a young man to marry me. But you are afraid of long hair and waist, and the young man is obsessed with others. Treat you with green silk and smile, and smile at Jun Huai's smile. At this moment, when Bu Zhijun was sober, the girl sang with her back to Bu Zhijun, the voice was very soft, with a faint and resentful atmosphere.

"When my long hair reaches to my waist, the peach blossoms are still enchanting. Last year, the swallows returned to the nest early, and the young people in the distant countryside were good? In the dream, the sun smiled lightly, so why worry about folding the Liucun Bridge. The good bow and light horse are free, and the thousands of miles of clouds and mountains roar alone. Bu Zhijun replied, the girl was still singing, Bu Zhijun faintly felt that he had heard these poems, but he didn't know when and where he heard them.

"Are you, who am I?" Bu Zhijun's head began to faint when he was sung by this song after sentence, and gradually became unconscious, with something indescribable, as if he had lost his mind again, or rather, was flooded into his mind by another memory.

"When my long hair reaches my waist, the green plums have turned yellow, and the twilight smoke is still burning in the heat, which is even more lovesick. Watching the stars cross the bridge on the cool steps, I am afraid of the high waves of the Milky Way. Block the cow girl on both sides of the scorch, and sprinkle grapes with tears all night. The girl listened to his words, and still did not reply, but sang softly, as if this was a set of poems.

"When my long hair reaches my waist, the red leaves are lonely. The cold chrysanthemum is soulless and difficult to wither, and the dust is lazy and sweeping. Looking into the evening embroidered curtain, the small building is alone with the moon. The candle remnants faded away, and the tears were determined by how many of them. "Faint resentment, with a hint of grievance, seems to be accusing a person who is not affectionate, but he loves that young man, and the concubine plans to marry each other, even if she is ruthlessly abandoned, she can't rest!

"Treat me with long hair and waist, is it good for a young man to marry me? Pour wine but respectfully invite, pick up the lamp and get drunk to watch Gillian. Mandarin ducks are warmed for the Spring Festival, and they accompany you in this life. After singing the song, the girl Huo Ran turned her head, with curved eyebrows, a faint rouge, and a slight flush on her face, although it was only light makeup, but it looked even more delicate and cute.

"You're finally back. Looking at the look in Bu Zhijun's eyes that had been newly condensed at this moment, the girl raised her head, a pair of eyes, and finally met Bu Zhijun's eyes.

Those eyes are pure black, black and scary! It's not ordinary terrible, and it's hard to tell whether the other party's eyes are too deep to make the other party's pupils too dark, or the other party's pupils are too dark to make the other party's eyes look deep!

"Xie Yan, we meet again. Bu Zhijun raised his head, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. It's a kind of wisdom, a kind of obsession, I don't know how much power there is, but it's still a mortal after all.

"It's been a long time since I see, and it's not easy for you to remember me. It seems that she has obtained the spiritual power of the other party, and the girl is no longer the illusory appearance when she met the old Taoist, and she has condensed a lot.