Aunt Hong looked at Shi Jin's unfocused eyes and fair, flawless face, and couldn't help but a slight flush appeared on her face. She stretched out her soft hand and touched it gently with her long fingertips. Shi Jin's face looked as if the young man in front of him was the most well-behaved child in his arms. Aunt Hong looked at it and couldn't help but sigh softly, and then unbuttoned Shi Jin's clothes one by one. Opening it, the pair of catkins gently pinched Shi Jin's collar, and slowly, like lifting a thin cicada wing, parted Shi Jin's shirt from the middle little by little, revealing his snow-white muscles.
As Aunt Hong opened her hands, Shi Jin's shirt was slowly taken off. Under the strong chest muscles were eight dense and plump abdominal muscles. Aunt Hong slowly moved her hands over them, stroking them gently. , there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. She couldn't tell what it felt like. However, Shaoyao, who was trapped under the bed at the moment, could feel it. She knew deeply that Shi Jin made people feel sweet and delicate. The taste is so delicious that it melts into your heart just looking at it, let alone touching and feeling it so carefully and carefully.
However, the contradictions in Shaoyao's heart were so complicated that it was hard to express. She couldn't cry out, and she watched helplessly as the first man she fell in love with was being played by her favorite and most respected Aunt Hong. A strange woman like Aunt Hong would never let those stinky men get close to her. Occasionally, Aunt Hong would simply play with a few young men who looked better than Pan An, so that they would not let their hearts wander and lose their true feelings. , but will become cold and heartless, these peony people all know that the reason why Aunt Hong is like this is to play with the men in this world, just to prove that her beauty is the most lethal thing in the world, and no one can refuse it. .
Now Aunt Hong is playing with Shi Jin again. Didn't she see the tattoo of the head of the blue dragon on his chest? Didn't she guess Shi Jin's identity at this moment? Shaoyao felt more and more that she couldn't understand herself. 's master.
Aunt Hong didn't notice the existence of Shaoyao, but she focused on Shi Jin. She leaned down half-lying on Shi Jin's body, put one hand on Shi Jin's left shoulder, and used her thin fingertips intimately with her other hand. Circles were lightly drawn one after another on the right half of Shi Jin's chest. In the circles she drew, the head of the blue dragon on Shi Jin's chest was completely enclosed. Aunt Hong was completely attracted by this tattoo. , I couldn't help but feel startled. This dragon was so real. As Shi Jin's heart beat up and down, the blue dragon seemed to be soaring in the clouds and mist, and it also became active. The elegant dragon whiskers , the sharp dragon teeth and the strong dragon horns all fell into the depths of Aunt Hong's eyes, making her look a little obsessed.
I am afraid that such a good tattoo artist cannot be tattooed by a simple person, and nowadays, the only one who dares to tattoo the old age on his body is Shi Jin. Aunt Hong was attracted by this blue dragon for a moment, and she couldn't help but When his thoughts turned to this point, he suddenly woke up, hurriedly turned over and sat up on Shi Jin's body, and once again looked at the young man in front of him seriously, at his straight bridge of nose, at his red lips that were as sharp as a knife, at Looking at the starry eyes under his sharp eyebrows... A blush appeared on Aunt Hong's face again, but this time, Aunt Hong was a little more happy.
Seeing this, Aunt Hong immediately hugged Shi Jin up. However, Aunt Hong hugged her too quickly and accidentally grabbed Shi Jin's shirt, and the bronze mirror that was placed under the clothes fell down with a clang. On the ground, Aunt Hong looked back and happened to see her face in the bronze mirror. The few strands of black hair under the temples were not messy at all, but filled her with a bit of alluring appearance. However, Aunt Hong's reflection in the mirror The eyes that came out gradually turned from unexpected to a little embarrassed. Aunt Hong put Shi Jin down gently, picked up the bronze mirror, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully.
The surface of the bronze mirror has been polished extremely smooth by the years. On the edge of the bronze mirror is a hollow pattern, which is wrapped around like a vine of flowers and plants. Behind the bronze mirror is a blooming extremely beautiful flower. The enchanting lotus flower, Aunt Hong touched the bronze mirror delicately, her face gradually lost any expression, as if the bronze mirror was an invisible huge whirlpool, dragging Aunt Hong deeply into bottomless memories. .
Aunt Hong recognized this bronze mirror. It was something she once owned and had been with her throughout her teenage years. This bronze mirror was one of the few things that Aunt Hong could truly cherish after her family fell into decline. The reason why she Naturally, I had my own worries about giving this bronze mirror away, but now that I saw it, many scenes flashed through Aunt Hong's mind, including the sea of blooming azaleas; holding a sword. The ruffian and bully slowly approached; the blooming Aunt Hong was roughly pressed to the ground; the helpless struggle; the heroic boy on the white horse; the bloody massacre; the glorious ending of a hero saving a beauty moved the young Aunt Hong... but the result was not the same. Unlike those beautiful love stories, in Aunt Hong's world, it seems that living means being able to feel pain, that life is brutally beating her, and all the good things have nothing to do with her and remain with her. There is a dark thing in my heart, but it is cruel to burst out. In Aunt Hong's emotional world, the young man riding a white horse and holding a trident is the first person to break into her heart, but Hong The love story of my aunt is just a flash in the pan, and there is no romance that will spread all over the world. Because there is a persistent but silly idea in her heart, it has taken root deeply in her heart, although it is almost impossible. However, the hatred of annihilating the family made Aunt Hong even more realistic and indifferent at that young age. However, the young man with a white horse who broke into her heart was just a hawker selling pork for a living. Aunt Hong knew it the first moment she learned about it. , you cannot rely on others to take on the task of revenge, you can only complete it yourself.
Although the boy with the white horse took Aunt Hong in, Aunt Hong watched the boy and his two sworn brothers work from dawn to dusk every day, just doing a boring cycle of killing pigs and selling meat, and she became more and more sure that she had I feel more and more aware of what I should do... and the end of the story is that after staying in Huayin County for a year, Aunt Hong learned that there was a half-businessman in Guanxi Town who recruited all kinds of knights. After Li Gu became an official, she left resolutely. Just before leaving, Aunt Hong left a farewell letter and the bronze mirror holding the letter.
The boy with the white horse did not follow in Aunt Hong's footsteps, but when he came back, he saw the empty building. Holding this bronze mirror, he couldn't help but shed a thin line of tears. He knew that Aunt Hong was a woman with a deep heart. No one can fathom the depths of people, and of course no one can follow her trajectory. Therefore, the two people missed each other and never met again. Later, Aunt Hong took advantage of Li Gu's power in Guanxi Town. After starting their own "business", the white-horse boy and his brother also fell into disgrace in Shaohua Mountain. This was a trick of fate. The boy knew it, and Aunt Hong also knew it. They both knew the other's existence, but they both treated each other Buried deep in my heart, no one mentioned it again, and naturally we never saw each other again.
These past things are all over, aren't they... Aunt Hong shook her head slightly and returned to reality from her memories. She touched the long-lost bronze mirror, picked it up and bumped it into her arms.
Shaoyao, who was under the bed at the moment, watched Aunt Hong looking at the bronze mirror in a daze. She didn't know Aunt Hong's past, so naturally she had no way of knowing about the bronze mirror. But now, Shaoyao felt like a bunch of people in her heart. The mess was twisted together, without the slightest clue. There was just a hint of jealousy, and one daydream and speculation after another. Many whys, many ifs, all came to her head. At this moment, she was afraid Aunt Hong will be tempted by Shi Jin, and she is also afraid that Aunt Hong will have any connection with Shi Jin. However, what if... Aunt Hong really likes Shi Jin? What if Aunt Hong is just playing with Shi Jin? Yes, no man can live under Aunt Hong's temptation, no one can refuse Aunt Hong's teasing, no one, so... Shaoyao doesn't dare to think about it, his wife is just a prostitute in the dim moonlight, and he is just She is a little sister under Aunt Hong. How can she have any weight to make Shi Jin understand and retain Shi Jin's heart? Even without Aunt Hong, there will be no results between herself and Shi Jin. This is destined to be It was a self-inflicted bitter fruit of love. How could a famous person like Shi Jin like her, how could she have any contact with her... Shaoyao thought about it, and couldn't help but shed two lines of salty tears.
Aunt Hong put away the bronze mirror and carefully picked up Shi Jin. Under Shaoyao's gaze, she carried him to Shaoyao's bed. At this moment, Shaoyao's heart suddenly shrank, and pain spread throughout her limbs and bones, like Countless embroidery needles follow the flow of blood and the beating of pulse, leaving a sensitive sting.
Aunt Hong turned Shi Jin over, exposing Shi Jin's back to the air. All the nine stripes on it were exposed. He showed his teeth and claws, so domineering. Such vivid dragon patterns could only be used by the emperor. There was nothing so vivid on the dragon robe. While Aunt Hong was watching, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch Shi Jin's back inch by inch, caressing it gently along the dragon lines, with a gentle look on her face. It was as if a lifetime of motherhood was revealed at this moment.
When Aunt Hong's hand touched the tail of the last dragon, her hand had already touched Shi Jin's sacrum. Only then did Aunt Hong come to her senses, her face was slightly flushed, and she took her hand away from Shi Jin's clothes. After coming back, he turned Shi Jin over again and put him on the bed. Then he got up and went out. He said to Cuizhu and Chunyu who had been guarding the door: "Cui Zhu, go and invite Mr. Li Gu to come here. Chunyu, inform the sisters outside that no guests will be allowed to "borrow dry beds" here. You must also be extra careful in the front yard, especially people from the government. If there is anything wrong, report it immediately."
"Yes," Cuizhu and Chunyu responded together and hurried away.