Zhao Rong tried several times but failed to insert the jade hairpin properly.
He was standing behind Qingjun, looking a little clumsy, neither light nor heavy, as if it was his first time helping a woman do this.
In fact, Zhao Rong is quite experienced in tying up women's hair, but no matter how experienced he is, he can't show it immediately in front of Qing Jun.
Zhao Rong has long understood the lady's attentiveness, how could he dare to show his weakness.
At this time, Zhao Rong felt the smoothness of the black hair in his hands. He turned his right hand over and turned it clockwise. Then he checked the jade hairpin on his right hand horizontally and put his hands down. Finally, his hair was tied up and no longer loose.
He took a step back and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, Qingjun."
Zhao Lingfei, who had been keeping her back silently, immediately jumped up and ran to the stream like a little rabbit. She lowered her head and looked back and forth to look at the reflection in the water.
Seeing Zhao Lingfei's rare childlike appearance, Zhao Rong smiled and walked to her side to watch the beauty in the water with her.
Zhao Lingfei reached out and touched the jade hairpin on her head. She glanced at the man in the water who kept staring at her, and suddenly spoke, softly: "Does it look good?"
Zhao Rong nodded and sighed softly, "It looks good, how can it be so beautiful?"
Zhao Lingfei’s smile is as bright as a flower.
"I mean, Qingjun, if you can find such a good-looking husband, you are really making a fortune." He shook his head.
Zhao Lingfei's little face tightened, and she glanced sideways at him beside her, "Brother Rong'er, you are shameless."
However, she didn't expect that Zhao Rong nodded without replying, and then suddenly squatted down and reached out to grab her ankle.
Zhao Lingfei was anxious and wanted to kick her foot, but she was afraid that the movement would be too fierce and kick him, so she squatted down and stretched out her hand to block it.
Zhao Rong took her hand away, raised his head and said softly: "Madam, be good."
Zhao Lingfei's heart trembled when she heard this, and she remembered what he had done just now. He gave her the jade hairpin that she had been thinking about all day and night, and also carefully tied up her hair... The strength in Zhao Lingfei's hand couldn't help but weaken. She had originally recommended it.
The two slender ankles were caught by Zhao Rong.
Zhao Lingfei's originally squatting body had to sit back and sit on the ground. She bent her legs and still pushed his big hands with her bare hands, showing some resistance, but her strength was weak, so it was of no use.
Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and looked at Zhao Rong who was taking off her embroidered shoes. She felt her face was hot and her voice had a trembling tone, "Brother Rong'er, don't do this. It doesn't look good and is very dirty."
Zhao Rong kept moving his hands and put her two embroidered shoes aside. He looked up at Qingjun, winked at her and said, "It's not like I never washed your feet when I was a child."
Concubine Zhao Ling begged, "Husband, I was wrong. Isn't it okay for me to wash my feet in the water? Let me do it myself."
Zhao Rong smiled and said, "It's too late, madam, I'll wash it for you."
After saying this, he grabbed one of her lotus feet with both hands, wearing pure white stockings.
Concubine Zhao Ling was so ashamed that she turned away.
Zhao Rong untied the rope on his socks and took off his socks.
Her body trembled and she wanted to retract her feet, but Zhao Rong, who had quick eyes and quick hands, held her down hard. He grabbed the ankle with one hand and the sole of the foot with the other hand, fixed it, and put it on his leg, so that she could no longer run away.
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Zhao Rong lowered his head and looked closely at the lotus feet of the lady in his hands. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. They were not as ugly as Qing Jun said.
Although the size is not as big as the deformed golden lotuses produced by some dynasties in the mountains due to bad habits, it can definitely be called a pair of small feet, and even in Zhao Rong's opinion, the size is just right.
He looked at it a few more times and couldn't help but start playing with it.
At this time, the sun fell from the forest leaves, passed through the diffuse mist, and shone on her skin as smooth as satin.
Zhao Rong's hand began to caress the sun together.
Qingjun's ankles are so delicate, her feet are small and soft, white and plump. And because of her shyness at this time, her extended thighs are stretched straight and slender, and her lotus feet are tightly arched, forming a kind of
The shape of the "moon" has a feminine beauty.
Zhao Rong's breathing was short and his eyes were unblinking. He had never tried this before when he was with Xiaoxiao, and now it was his first time to taste it. He didn't expect it to be so touching and beautiful.
Zhao Rong had always wondered why so many people liked this taste and thought it had a unique taste. But now when he saw Qingjun's exquisite "moon" shaped lotus feet, he realized that there was another kind of female beauty hidden here, which was ecstatic.
, if there are many men in this world who are willing to be trampled to death by these moon feet, no one will doubt it.
The strength in Zhao Rong's hand became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but rub it. However, at a certain moment, it seemed to hurt Qing Jun. She pulled back a little. Zhao Rong suddenly came back to his senses and became more awake.
He coughed lightly and glanced at the lady.
Qingjun was seen sitting on the ground with her hands behind her back, one of her slender legs resting straight on his knee.
Qing Jun turned her head away, closed her eyes tightly, bit her lip, and did not look at Zhao Rong, but her face was already flushed, her eyelashes were trembling, and the tear stains on the side face facing him seemed to be about to melt.
She was trembling slightly as if tears were streaming down her face.
Zhao Rong remembered what he wanted to do, so he started to wash Qingjun's feet with water.
His movements were gentle, no longer as rough as before.
I don't know whether it was the warmth of the stream or Zhao Rong's rubbing, but the skin on her lotus feet turned red, and Zhao Rong felt that the temperature of her skin seemed to be a little higher than the temperature of the stream and the sun.
Zhao Rong carefully helped Qingjun clean his feet several times, took out a piece of clean white cloth, wiped the lotus feet clean bit by bit, and was about to put on the foot clothes again, but he couldn't help but look at it a few times, feeling a little reluctant to leave.
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He glanced at Qingjun and found that she still had her head turned sideways and her eyes closed.
Zhao Rong suddenly leaned over and touched his lips lightly.
Zhao Lingfei was holding back her shame and accommodating Brother Rong'er, and women's feet are inherently sensitive. At this time, some strange touches suddenly came from her private parts. She closed her eyes and felt something in her heart. She suddenly realized
I was shocked when I saw something.
Zhao Lingfei opened her eyes and looked.
really.
He was bullying her again and again.
Zhao Lingfei was so embarrassed that she leaned forward suddenly and looked at Zhao Rong with wide eyes, "Brother Rong'er, you, you..."
She bit her silver teeth, reached out with her unprecedented hand, and punched Zhao Rong on the chest.
Concubine Zhao Ling was about to cry but had no tears. She wished she could find a hole to bury herself. How could she kiss in such a shameful place? Isn't it dirty?
Thinking of this, she no longer cared about being angry with Zhao Rong. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "You're so dirty. Why are you so stupid? You're so dirty..."
Zhao Rong stared blankly at Qingjun's worried expression and said nothing.
Seeing his expression, Zhao Lingfei suddenly looked frightened and blamed herself. She stretched out her hand to touch the place where she had lightly hammered, "Brother Rong'er, I'm sorry, does it hurt? I'm sorry, I was too hasty just now."
Zhao Rong pursed his lips when he saw this. He shook his head and said it was okay, and then gently pushed her hand away.
Zhao Rong raised the corner of his mouth and lowered his head to put on her stockings with gentle movements.
Seeing this scene, Concubine Zhao Ling no longer worried too much. She calmed down and stared at Zhao Rong's attentive profile as he served her seriously, feeling a little dazed.
Soon, Zhao Rong meticulously helped Zhao Lingfei put on her shoes again, gently placed her feet on the ground, and prepared to stand up. However, he suddenly saw that the hem of her underskirt was too long and was dragging the floor. He frowned slightly and took the trouble to put her shoes back on.
Squatting down at Concubine Zhao Ling's feet, she tied a knot at the corner of her skirt.
After Zhao Rong finished his work, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. Suddenly, he saw Zhao Lingfei looking at him with bright eyes.
Zhao Rong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.
However, in the next second, Zhao Lingfei took a step forward.
She stood on tiptoes in front of him.
Their lips touched and then separated again.
Zhao Lingfei lowered her head.
Zhao Rong was slightly startled, then smiled happily.
At this moment, he didn't have any dirty thoughts in his mind, he just thought about simply being with her.
Zhao Rong reached out to hold her hand and continued to search for the ghost.
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At the entrance of Nuanxi Bamboo Garden, the students and academicians left one after another.
Because of two people, the atmosphere of the gathering seemed to have changed in some unspeakable way after they left. Ye Ruoxi had no choice but to announce the breakup of the meeting in advance.
Some of the things that happened at the gathering are being carried around the house by people scattered around the house. They will probably spread to a large scale in the near future. Changes are brewing and fermenting.
Ji Qianyi walked back to Taiyi Mansion without saying a word, and Yunzi followed him with a pale face. He said nothing along the way.
At a certain moment, Ji Gan suddenly stopped and paused on the spot. He turned back and took one last serious look at the deep forest in Nuanxi Bamboo Garden.
Zhao Lingfei, I have tried my best to remind you, but you are still stubborn. I thought you were the same person as me, destined to climb the mountain top and look down at all living beings. But in the end, oh, I was wrong. You are just a serial killer.
She's just a vulgar woman who can't pass the test of love in the world of mortals.
I have already had a glimpse of the new scenery of Tianzhi Realm, and I will be able to find an opportunity to break through it in the near future. As for you, huh, the problem is big, just continue to have sex with your extra-couple husband, and sink into decadence...
Ji Gan shook his head, turned his head without another glance, and strode away with Yunzi.
The sun is gradually setting in the west, and there are only a few people outside Nuanxi Bamboo Garden.
However, there was a graceful figure lingering and waiting not far from the door.
Liu Kongyi lowered her head and glanced at the thin flower-and-bird teacup she had been holding for a long time. The tea inside had gone cold.
And she had actually changed to eight or nine cups before.
Liu Kongyi looked at the exit of Nuanxi Bamboo Garden quite speechlessly, but there was still no sign of a certain man.
She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, then hummed softly, put away the cup of tea she was about to hand to Master Yizhi, and turned away.
When the sun sets over the western mountains, night falls, and the moon quietly climbs the branches.
Inside the bamboo garden gate, a pair of beautiful people came out hand in hand.