Aunt Yun hurriedly pushed Meng Xinghe away who had violated her. She gritted her teeth and glared, raising her hand to give Meng Xinghe a slap in the face. But she couldn't bear to see the innocent eyes of Meng Xinghe who fell heavily to the ground. She finally sighed. In one breath, he said, "There will be no next time."
Four words. Very short. Very cold. She is not the kind of woman who is prone to making mistakes. Rational considerations will not let her do more ridiculous things. It is undeniable that Meng Xinghe once touched her heart, but she has been quiet for many years. Self-cultivation. Faced with small waves, it is just a wave on the sea level. It rises and then calms down.
Meng Xinghe didn't know why he was so bold. His relationship with Aunt Yun was also hazy. Even he couldn't tell whether it was love or respect. But it was this kind of unexplainable feeling that happened by chance. Arousing a strong fire will make people ignore all the madness and even lose track of what they did. But it is definitely not impulsive. Because there is no regret afterwards. On the contrary, it is more calm.
Some things, some words, have been held in the heart for a long time, which develops a kind of morbidity. Say it out and do it, even if the result is unsatisfactory, or even undoubtedly self-inflicted. In optimistic words, it is also called magnanimity.
He patted his butt and stood up from the ground. Meng Xinghe sat next to Aunt Yun again, as if nothing had happened. He smiled cheerfully. No matter whether Aunt Yun was angry or not, if you take the first step, how far you will develop in the future must be done step by step. . It is impossible to reach the sky in one step. Otherwise, in his eyes, Aunt Yun, who has always been noble and cold, is no doubt like that ordinary woman. If she can be deceived in a few words, what interest will there be in it?
I still prefer challenges. This kind of life will not be boring.
He didn't know why he had such evil thoughts. Meng Xinghe was as excited as if he had just found his partner, looking at Aunt Yun's giggles. He thought he had a good-looking face, and paired with his indestructible smile, he definitely had it. Very lethal. However, he seemed to have made a wrong bet. Aunt Yun simply did not accept his attitude of being a pretty boy and a nymphomaniac. She gave him a very rude look. Then she straightened up and said in a commanding tone: " No laughing."
This voice was soft and weak. It felt like ten thousand ants crawling around in my heart. Meng Xinghe laughed even more happily. He bared his teeth and said, "It's sinful to laugh."
Aunt Yun didn't want to argue with him. Meng Xinghe was very talkative. He often said some unreasonable things in a smooth tone. She wanted to kick Meng Xinghe. She said seriously with a straight face: "I'm too lazy to care about you. You are a nymphomaniac here alone." .I’m going back.”
Didn't you agree to watch the sunset here? It seems that women are fickle regardless of age. Meng Xinghe stood in front of Aunt Yun and extended his hand in a friendly manner. It was purely out of protection that he said: "I will hold your hand and go back together."
"Thick-skinned. I told you there will be no next time. Are you very forgetful? Do you want me to help you deepen your memory?" Aunt Yun described lightly. But Meng Xinghe had already made a quick judgment and immediately became serious and didn't want to be there. Aunt Yun wiped oil off her body.
You know, baby Mengdie will use silver needles to clean up his indecent behavior sometimes. It's Aunt Yun's masterpiece. He didn't want to have four or five large needles stuck in his butt before he got dirty.
So, Meng Xinghe was unwilling to go ahead and lead the way. Aunt Yun smiled victoriously.
The two returned to the Imperial College. Aunt Yun changed Meng Xinghe's appearance again.
This face still looked kind and handsome. Meng Xinghe touched his chiseled face narcissistically. Next to him, Aunt Yun angrily scolded him to go back to his room and read a book. She also said that he would continue to draw pictures of beauties in front of Xiangguo Temple tomorrow. Until the person they are looking for appears.
In this way, Meng Xinghe returned to his wing under the coercion of Aunt Yun. As for Aunt Yun, who asked him to draw pictures in front of the Xiangguo Temple and wait for the person he was looking for. Meng Xinghe touched his heels and guessed that it must be related to Yuxianfang. Otherwise, it must be related to Yuxianfang. He will not become like that holy king, who goes out to show off and cheat, and attracts astonished glances wherever he is with women.
However, Meng Xinghe had another thought in mind. When he molested Aunt Yun just now, he only acted quickly and did not taste it at all. Now with the remaining memory, he cannot remember whether Aunt Yun's skin was as smooth as jade or soft. It's fragrant. But no matter how you imagine it, Meng Xinghe feels psychologically very comfortable. This kind of comfort is like picking a green grape on the grape trellis in advance. Although it is sour, it still satisfies curiosity. .I ate some fruit secretly.
He was absent-mindedly thinking about the incident that happened in the back hill of Xiangguo Temple. He was not in the mood to read. He lay on the bed early and closed his eyes to rest. He fell asleep unconsciously. Aunt Yun passed by his door and saw that this man was not even sleeping. She didn't cover herself with the quilt. She shook her head and went in to pinch the corner of the quilt next to him. Seeing Meng Xinghe as calm as a child, Aunt Yun thought that he was less than ten years old and had experienced so many unbelievable things. If it hadn't been with her own eyes. What she saw, she wouldn’t believe anyone who said it.
Listening to Meng Xinghe's babbling unintelligible words, Aunt Yun smiled and took off his shoes, laying him flat on the bed. Then she sat in front of the desk and read the notes Meng Xinghe recorded in the book.
Meng Xinghe's handwriting is very beautiful, and his ordinary notes are also neat. It makes people clearly understand the essence of the articles he marked. It also makes Aunt Yun more curious to look through Meng Xinghe's other books.
In a box, Aunt Yun accidentally turned over something that Meng Xinghe had put under the box.
A Langhao gold pen made of pure gold. There is also an exquisite picture of a beautiful woman. Plus a simple bronze mirror.
I wonder if Meng Xinghe still has these private treasures. The gold pen is not very attractive to Aunt Yun. But the picture of the beauty and the bronze mirror make Aunt Yun curious. When did Meng Xinghe have these two things?
She glanced at the woman in the painting and put the scroll at the bottom of Meng Xinghe's box. She hesitated in her heart and finally opened the door and went out.
Aunt Yun did not disturb Meng Xinghe and let him have a good rest. During dinner in the evening, Aunt Yun only made some simple porridge for herself. She had no intention of asking Meng Xinghe to get up and eat together.
I don’t know how many times I had sex with Sister Zhou, and I touched her here and there carelessly. Sister Zhou didn’t resist. When Meng Xinghe was about to take her down in his dream, he grabbed her with both hands and instinctively tried to hold Pipa in his arms. Action: Arch your mouth as if you want to be a bully and force yourself to bow.
Aunt Yun, who had come to Meng Xinghe's room many times and made bed for Meng Xinghe who had a habit of kicking and being kicked, suddenly sank without any warning. Before she could react, she opened her mouth. Meng Xinghe's mouth was already blocked.
Not only does this guy have the habit of talking in his sleep, but he also has the bad habit of sleepwalking. He is truly a man of God.
"Yeah." Aunt Yun snorted angrily and let her beat her as hard as she wanted. Meng Xinghe's arms, as strong as an old tree, grabbed her jade arm tightly. Her struggle was useless. Fortunately, there was still a gap between the two. A layer of gauze. So Meng Xinghe’s intrusion was just a taste.
After dreaming for so long, I finally got Sister Zhou. Meng Xinghe grabbed Sister Zhou's arm excitedly and kissed her hard a few times. It felt like Sister Zhou's lips were not as soft and smooth as expected, but slightly rough. It seems to be biting on the clothes. It feels a little dry.
There is no unbreakable wall in the world. Meng Xinghe licked his lips and bit down on Sister Zhou's mouth. Sister Zhou finally hummed in unbearable humiliation.
Why is this voice so familiar?
Meng Xinghe instinctively opened his eyes and saw Aunt Yun, who was looking at him with an angry face.
"What are you doing? Taking advantage of me." Meng Xinghe hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover his lower body. The thief yelled about being a thief. He performed very well. He really looked like an innocent person was being humiliated.
I was so angry. I really couldn't bear it. I was rude to Meng Xinghe, a thick-skinned person. She was cruel and gave Meng Xinghe a few needles. They were all stuck firmly on his buttocks. It felt like sitting down. On top of a fire. Meng Xinghe jumped up from the bed with a "whoosh" sound.
He couldn't laugh or cry and ran out while holding his butt in his hands. It is undeniable that Aunt Yun's acupuncture method was much more ruthless than Mengdie's, and she had no scruples. My poor butt probably won't be able to sit on a stool these days.
Aunt Yun originally wanted to pierce Meng Xinghe with all the few silver needles she had on her body. But she saw that he was really grinning in pain. Moreover, her attack just now was indeed a bit heavy. She couldn't bear it, so she could only curse: "You... do it. I'm going out. I don't want to see you again."
"Aunt Yun, me." Meng Xinghe tried to explain. He didn't mean it. Sister Zhou in the dream was so alluring. She was almost every man's dream lover. Some gaffes are normal.
"Get out." Aunt Yun was furious. She had already pushed Meng Xinghe out of the door: "Where can you go to rest tonight? I won't open the door for you."
Meng Xinghe stood outside the door. Damn it, who has the final say in this house? I am the real homeowner. But let him be hysterical even if he screamed to death. Not only did Aunt Yun inside not open the door, but the green light went out. The whole room suddenly became dark. He must have fallen asleep.
I knocked on the door a few times, but there was no movement. It looked like I was going to sleep in the open tonight, but I didn’t dare to kick the door. If I really made Aunt Yun angry, if she went crazy, even ten Mengdie would be incomparable. She would definitely be ruthless. .
However, it was not a problem for Meng Xinghe to be rejected. At worst, he would go to a brothel instead of a job, and enjoy the torture of Gentle Country with a fair-skinned girl in his arms. Anyway, he still had a few taels of silver in his pocket. . Enough for him to waste a few days.
Since he is Mr. Hualiu, he cannot disgrace this name. I heard that there are even women from foreign countries in the brothels in Chang'an. This is really a temptation. I have to go shopping. So, Meng Xinghe turned around and left. It was very simple. .I just wish I could go to that familiar place in the brothel as soon as possible.
"It's been a long time since I sang "Ten | Eight | Touch". I wonder if anyone in Chang'an can sing it." Meng Xinghe missed the days in Taoyuan very much. Although those ladies were slightly inferior in beauty, those flirtatious little songs You can learn it solidly. The key is to make a man happy.