After hearing this, Song Jiang smiled coquettishly, raised his hand and put it on the door leaf, and gently pushed it open.
Yan Po Xiwu sat on the edge of the bed and saw that Song Jiang had not gotten up recently. She took her black and translucent braids with her hands and played with them between her white and tender fingers.
Song Jiang sat down on the chair near Yan Poxi's bed with his smiling face. Looking at the charming mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Song Jiang, who had always been bold and forthright, didn't know what to say at this time. He just sat there stupidly. , with a pair of hands firmly placed on his knees.
Yan Poxi didn't want to 'suffer' in this torturous silence, so she turned her charming eyes, glanced at Song Jiang, and said: "You can't sit on such a wide bed, why are you looking for that cold bench?" sit,"
After hearing this, Song Jiang thought to himself, Yan Poxi still loves me. Maybe Poxi was just playing around with the little girl's temper before, and there was no change of heart. Those rumors may have been fabricated by idlers. It seems hard to believe it. These days Po Xi was left alone in the empty room on the day... Thinking of this, Song Jiang couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Song Jiang was thinking about this in his heart, and his hands and feet couldn't help but slow down. Yan Poxi saw this, and opened her red lips and white teeth and said softly: "Why have I been looking for flowers and willows outside these past few days and thrown all my fresh energy over the wall? ,"
After hearing this, Song Jiang quickly apologized and sat next to Yan Poxi. However, Yan Poxi turned his face away and leaned forward to create a wide gap.
When Song Jiang saw Yan Poxi acting like this, he knew he was playing a petty person, so instead of being angry, he felt a little sweet. If a woman treats you like this, it means she still has you in her heart, otherwise she would waste her emotions playing such a petty thing with you. So, Song Jiang smiled and apologized: "Po Xi, I've been missing you at home for the past few days. It's really..."
"It is really necessary. The girls outside are all as beautiful as flowers. No slave family can match them." Yan Po Xiwu sighed to herself and said, "I am only fresh in your heart for a few days."
"This...where do you start talking about this?" Song Jiang held his hand on Yan Poxi's hand, one black and one white, the contrast was very sharp.
Yan Poxi did not take back her hand. If it were normal, she would have thrown his hand away, but tonight she had her own plans in mind.
Song Jiang said: "In those days, there was really important official business to be done in the yamen."
"If you don't believe it, the Yamen is not run by your family. There are so many things that you have to do,"
After listening to Yan Poxi's sarcastic words, Song Jiang could tell in her heart that she was a little angry that Song Jiang had left her behind these days. A feeling of being loved in her heart gave rise to a feeling of guilt and joy, so she said: "Why don't you believe it?" , haven’t you heard that Liangshan Shuibo killed thousands of officers and soldiers who suppressed the bandits without landing in the water. The group has become stronger and may come to the surrounding counties to loot at any time. The people above are down. The official document requires local officials to be on guard. Our Yuncheng County is the closest. Do you think we can stop being busy with affairs in the yamen?" After saying this, Song Jiang paused and then said: "Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, I have been neglecting you these past few days..."
Before Song Jiang could finish speaking, Yan Poxi pretended to be angry and said: "You can do whatever you say, and you can do it. Why do you still say it to hurt me?" After saying this, Yan Poxi lowered his head, turned his face and began to sob slightly. stand up.
Song Jiang looked in his eyes and saw Yan Poxi's shoulders trembling slightly. The softness in the heart of this man made of steel suddenly became vulnerable. He was made extremely soft-hearted by Yan Poxi's crying. Although, Song Jiang He is charitable outside, saving people between fire and water, and providing help in times of need. However, this "timely rain" cannot make the girl happy. Looking at Yan Poxi sobbing softly, Song Jiang is like an ant on a hot pot, but he doesn't know what to say. Okay, I don’t even know what to do.
Song Jiang got closer to Yan Poxi without knowing what he was doing, and put his hands gently on Yan Poxi's shoulders. He suddenly felt stupid: "Poxi, this... this is all my fault. Don't be sad anymore. After all this time, I’ll just come with you every day, no matter what you say,”
Yan Poxi felt Song Jiang put his hands on her shoulders. For a moment, she suddenly remembered that the first time she and Zhang Wenyuan sat on this bed, wasn't that exactly like this? At that time, Yan Poxi was sitting on the edge of the bed, And Zhang Wenyuan sat on the edge of the bed, approaching her as gently as Song Jiang. At that time, Yan Poxi was a little shy and glanced to the other side, and Zhang Wenyuan put his hand on her shoulder, Isn't it the place where Song Jiang is holding hands now? However, Zhang Wenyuan's hands are much smarter than Song Jiang's. The pads of his fingers are pressing on Yan Poxi's shoulders, gently rubbing in circles between the subtleties that are difficult to detect. The gauze clothes made Yan Poxi's heart rippling. Involuntarily, Yan Poxi gently closed her eyes, delicately enjoying the satisfaction and excitement beyond ethics. However, Yan Poxi didn't know that she was not resisting at this time and gave Zhang Wenyuan To take it a step further, Zhang Wenyuan pressed his whole body against Yan Poxi's back, and ran his hands down Yan Poxi's gentle shoulders. This was the first time that Yan Poxi was touched there by a man other than Song Jiang. An unspeakable desire surged out from the bottom of her heart along with shame. She hugged her arms tightly to her chest, but instead of blocking Zhang Wenyuan's "intrusion", she further stimulated Zhang Wenyuan's inner lust. Let him no longer knead the clothes on his chest, but instead put his hand into the clothes along Yan Poxi's snow-white neck. Yan Poxi shrank her neck, but such a delicate move would only add fuel to the fire. Zhang Wenyuan's His hands had already reached into Yan Poxi's belly pocket.
Thinking of this, Yan Poxi couldn't help but blush on her cheeks. However, the memory that Yan Poxi flashed just now was a secret that Song Jiang could never guess. Song Jiang put his hand on Yan Poxi's shoulder honestly, thinking He slowly turned Yan Po Xi around, using less force because he was afraid that Yan Po Xi would not turn around. He could use more force, and Song Jiang was afraid of hurting Yan Po Xi. At that moment, Song Jiang was very careful and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, don't be angry. , To put it shamefully, I, Song Jiang, have never loved any woman as much as I love you, and my heart has completely fallen on you."
Song Jiang never expressed any love. Yan Poxi had known Song Jiang for such a long time, and this was the first time she heard him say this with a blushing face. At that moment, she knew that Song Jiang was under control, so she whispered After sobbing twice, she turned her head obediently, hit Song Jiang with her small fists clenched in her beautiful hands, and cursed: "You damn ghost, I've made others sad, let's see how you compensate me."
Seeing this, Song Jiang felt so cute and coquettish that his heart felt as warm as spring. He let Yan Poxi vent his anger and said, "I'm going to Qingzhou tomorrow. Then I'll bring you two more pairs of gold bracelets."
After hearing this, Yan Poxi did not expect to get an unexpected benefit. She was very happy at the moment and stopped losing her temper. With a sweet smile, she hugged Song Jiang's neck tightly with her two jade arms, clinging to her like a kitten. In front of Song Jiang's chest.
Song Jiang hugged Yan Poxi, and the two sat on the edge of the bed, their love as sweet as a new love.
At this moment, Yan Poxi pretended to come in advance casually and asked: "The slave family was just waiting for you, but I haven't seen you come up for a long time. You are kowtowing and burning incense in the backyard, but what are you doing?"
"Haha," Song Jiang immediately remembered another pleasant thing after hearing this. People are really in high spirits during happy events. At that moment, Song Jiang laughed and said: "My friend came from afar, but we have been friends for a long time. We chatted all night. We really regretted meeting each other so late, so we became sworn brothers of the opposite sex." After saying this, Song Jiang paused and continued: "It's hard to find a close friend in the world. Today, I, Song Jiang, can meet each other. I am truly lucky."
Yan Poxi just wanted to get information about Shi Jin from the mouth of Songjiang River. She was trying to catch him and snorted coldly and said: "You are lucky to meet him. You have never said anything about how lucky you are to meet me. He is more important than me." "Then why did you come to me? Go to him for the night tonight and don't touch me." Yan Poxi said and broke away from Song Jiang slightly, stood up and blew out the lamp. Without taking off his clothes, he went to bed and lay on the couch. There is only one backup left for Song Jiang.
Song Jiang smiled, approached Yan Poxi in the dark, and said kindly: "Poxi, don't act like a child. Brothers are brothers, and wives and concubines are wives and concubines. They are two different things. How can they be mixed up?"
Yan Poxi faced inside and said, "Don't you often say, 'Brothers are like brothers and sisters, and women are like clothes.' I would like to know how your brothers and sisters came to take off my clothes." Yan Poxi's pun was very subtle. , but Song Jiang couldn't hear the dirty words in it. Hearing that Yan Poxi's tone was not as angry as before, he thought Yan Poxi was hinting at him. At that moment, Song Jiang smiled stupidly and climbed into bed. Kissing Yan Poxi's ear, he untied Yan Poxi's skirt with careless hands.
Yan Poxi thought to herself, this little Zhang San is really not as good as that Hei Sanlang. Little Zhang San can easily take off a woman's clothes with just one finger when he closes his eyes. How can he be as clumsy as this black guy? Tonight, I will make you feel comfortable again. Now that I have hooked up with your brother, I really feel free and happy. Yan Poxi thought as she let Song Jiang take off her clothes and covered her with a thin quilt. The two of them were close to each other. Shi turned around again, leaned in front of Song Jiang, and asked: "Sanlang, don't blame me for being a little angry. I'm also afraid that you men will pull brothers to do favors, make it so lively, and forget about the slave family. Go thousands of miles away,”
Song Jiang felt indescribably happy when he heard that Yan Poxi cared about him so much. A feeling of home filled the whole room unknowingly, making Song Jiang couldn't help but retract his arms and hold Yan Poxi closer.