In the boudoir, Ruoshui covered his face with a thin veil, stared at him, and looked at Yang Que quietly, but did not speak.

In her mind, those two exquisite words seemed to evolve into moving notes, linked together, playing a poignant and lingering tune, flying everywhere in her consciousness.

Inside the house, the red wax burned and swayed.

Yang Que sat on the chair, his expression was calm, he glanced at her, listening to the sudden excited screams of the people downstairs, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes.

Since there are more attractive programs below, even if he makes a big disturbance with the Oiran of Xianghong Mansion here, I am afraid that he will not be able to gather any snow spirits.

So it was only at this point that he felt that he was a little self-conscious.

It was noisy outside, and in the room, the two of them had their own thoughts and were silent.

After being silent for a while, Ruoshui suddenly woke up, smiled, walked in front of Yang Que, and said softly: "Childe, do you need Ruoshui to accompany the wine, or do you need Ruoshui to dance?"

Yang Que stared at her bewitching body for a few moments, and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's dancing, if I'm not mistaken, you should want to do a striptease, right?"

Ruoshui had a smile in her eyes and said, "The little woman still thinks that Childe is joking." But since I have already promised Childe, this dance is naturally going to be danced. ”

After that, in the tulle, the looming face showed a hint of flattery, both hands lifted the turquoise long skirt, threw it upward, and the slender right leg suddenly rose and rested on Yang Que's shoulder.

She exhaled like an orchid and approached Yang Que's cheek. Giggled, stretched out her bright red tongue, and slowly licked it down his face to his ears. Jiao said in a coquettish voice: "Childe, how is this dance?"

Yang Que's body was hot, ** agitated, and said, "Is this a dance?"

The woman smiled softly, her right leg still on his shoulder, and she reached out and slowly lifted the gauze skirt on her leg. With a bewildered face, he said, "What about this?"

Yang Que turned his face and suddenly touched her bare white **, and he closed his eyes slightly. Sniffed, and said, "It's fragrant, but it's not dance." ”

Ruoshui's eyes flowed, and his hands slowly untied the turquoise belt around his waist. Then gently rub it on his face. Said: "Childe, to be honest, I like you a lot." ”

Yang Que's body was hot and teased by her, and when he heard this, he pushed her legs down, pulled her in his arms, sat on his lap, and then leaned over to her white and tender earlobes. said: "I have never met, but I have seen it for the first time." You just like me?"

Ruoshui's earlobes were tickled by his breath, rubbed twice on his mouth, and showed a trace of seriousness in his watery eyes, and said: "Although it is the first time I have met Childe, Ruoshui feels that I and Childe seem to have known Childe for a long time, and it is similar to me I have been waiting for Childe for many years, and when I see him today, I can't extricate myself." ”

Yang Que stretched out his hand, followed her unbuttoned clothes, and touched the inside, gradually, touched the soft and firm breast peak on her chest, and was about to climb up, but she heard her mutter, opened her small mouth, and bit his mouth, and then, the sweet little tongue quickly pushed against his lips and drilled in.

Yang Que's lower abdomen was hot, his arms hugged her tightly, his mouth opened, and his tongue quickly entangled.

The two of them breathed more and more rapidly, and the movements in their mouths became more and more intense.

Suddenly, Ruoshui let out a soft moan, and one of Yang Que's hands went directly through her dirty clothes, grabbed the tender softness, and gently rubbed it.

"Childe, Ruoshui's entire body is yours tonight, if you like it, you can play with it at will. ”

Ruoshui's whole body was soft, free from the entanglement of lips and tongue, and he was paralyzed in Yang Que's arms, his eyes were intoxicated, and he was allowed to ravage him wantonly.

Yang Que's other hand was not idle, and began to run along her smooth thighs and slowly stretched into her skirt.

......

When the people in the Xianghong Mansion were immersed in lewd tunes and seductive performances, a procession of about 60 people dressed in bright red dresses and holding waist knives suddenly appeared on the street.

At the front of the team, there was Zhang Meimei's mother and daughter and Zhang Qian, and on the right side of Zhang Qian, there was a tall middle-aged man with a gloomy look.

"Sister, I don't know if that kid would have run away a long time ago, after all, he killed two people, where would he have the guts to stay there. ”

Zhang Meimei followed Zhang Qian's left side, with a flattering smile on her face, but her eyes shone with resentment.

Zhang Qian's expression was cold, she glanced at her indifferently, and said: "This is the daughter country, as long as he doesn't kill a woman, he won't break the law, even if he doesn't know, doesn't the girl next to him know, why should he run." ”

When Zhang Meimei heard this, she said in a loud voice: "What my sister said is true, but I have some doubts, since he didn't break the law, why do we still have to take the guards to arrest him? Why don't you let Brother Yan Lang go directly to arrest him back?"

"Brother Yan Lang, you are affectionate. Zhang Meimei snorted coldly, remembering that her man was taken away by her knife, and her eyes suddenly showed resentment, and said, "Zhang Meimei, remember to stay away from my man in the future, now I am no longer the Zhang Qian who is bullied by you at will, you had better know it in your heart, otherwise, don't care about me when the time comes!"

The middle-aged man on the right persuaded: "Xiaoqian, why bother, they are all their own sisters, why do you have to be so ruthless." ”

When Zhang Meimei heard this, anger suddenly rose in her heart, she stopped suddenly, slapped him in the face with a "snap", and shouted: "Presumptuous! We women speak, you have the right to intervene? What? You have taken a fancy to this slut?"

Zhang Meimei's face was gloomy, and her eyes were instantly full of killing intent.

The middle-aged man touched his beaten cheek, neither annoyed nor afraid, smiled faintly, glanced at Zhang Meimei over there, and said, "Okay, if I don't speak, you continue." ”

Zhang Meimei smiled, a touch of viciousness flashed in her eyes, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhang Qian glanced at the two of them coldly, with a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, but seeing that the pedestrians on the street were hiding beside her, looking at her group in horror, her face changed for a while, temporarily suppressed the doubt and anger in her heart, and said: "Go! We must catch that young man today! If you let him escape, neither of you can escape!"

Immediately, she snorted coldly, her face was like frost, and with the city guards behind her, she rushed towards the Xianghong Mansion with great momentum.

In the Xianghong Building, the guests downstairs were flushed and short of breath, looking at the wonderful program in front of them, unable to help themselves.

In the upstairs wing, Yang Que had slowly faded her skirt, put her on the table, lowered her head, and indulged in kisses.

If the water jade body is horizontal, the eyes are blurred, the cherry mouth is slightly open, and the coquettish moan. (To be continued......)