Chapter 273 A night of spring rain in the small building
Yang Hao's drunken eyes were hazy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a slender little beauty, wearing a sky-green skirt, standing under the tree, smiling brightly, it was Wu Wa'er.
Wu Wa'er said with a smile: "Brother, please don't shed tears. I have a golden saying, you are like a willow that is beaten by frost now, but when spring comes, it will sprout again."
Yang Hao vaguely felt that the words sounded familiar, and asked in a daze: "Baby, what are you doing here?"
Wu Wa'er raised her wrist, flicked her sleeves, turned around gracefully, and sang with her sweet yellow plum voice: "I don't love the days of gods. I ride the wind and clouds to come down to earth. Floating so much." At ease, the scenery in the world is better than that of Yaotai. There are thousands of purple and red flowers, a few weeping willows and a locust tree. If I get married to my husband, I will be like the lotuses blooming side by side..."
"Ah!" Yang Hao knocked his head and suddenly remembered: "Isn't this a few lines from the play "The Match" that I told her? It turns out that she was rehearsing alone under this tree."
"You are a fairy daughter, you are all fairy daughters," Yang Hao laughed: "Fairy daughters can only fly upwards, how can they float down and marry a poor boy with no power? Haha, that's all a lie. Yes, it’s a lie, it’s impossible to do it right.”
Wu Wa'er smiled, walked up to him delicately, took his arm, and said with a wink: "Who said there is no fairy daughter who flew down? Didn't the slave family fly in front of you? How can you drink, sir? You're so drunk, what's on your mind?"
"I...have nothing to worry about. Let's go have a drink. Let's go to your place and continue drinking." Yang Hao let Wu Wa'er hold his arm and staggered forward. Wu Wa'er now also has her own "Meihu" in Baixiang Tower. It is an area of "Cave", but Meihu Cave has not been moved here yet. She is the only one who often comes to stay because of the need for rehearsals.
When entering the building, there were a few muffled thunders in the dull sky, and then the rain started pouring down, and the weather suddenly felt cool. Wu Wa'er's residence was tidied up like the Qingyin Xiao in "Meihu Cave". The building has a light fragrance and is very elegant.
Wu Wa'er asked someone to bring in a few side dishes, but instead of asking for wine, she brought a cup of hangover soup. After closing the door, Wu Wa'er turned around and saw Yang Hao leaning against her. On the couch, he held his forehead with one hand and frowned slightly, obviously drunk. He couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, walked to his side lightly, held his shoulders, picked up the cup of sobering soup, and said softly: "Okay. , you have already drank a lot, come on, drink this cup of sobering soup."
The cup is a white cup made of fine porcelain, and those slender jade hands are delicate and charming, and their smoothness and whiteness are better than that of expensive porcelain. Yang Hao did not take the soup cup, but raised his head to look at her. When he raised his head, he saw a pair of gentle hands. The eyes, there is concern hidden in them, because they can't see clearly, so they are like the rich wine, and people can only smell its aroma.
"Is it an official career, or a woman?" Wu Wa'er asked coquettishly, tilting her head slightly.
"Why...you ask that?"
Wu Wa'er's eyes turned playfully, and she said softly: "Aside from these two things, will you men get drunk because of others?"
Yang Hao was speechless, Wu Wa'er pursed her lips and smiled, and brought the wine cup over again: "Come on, be obedient and drink it."
Yang Hao didn't evade, he took her hand and drank the cup of sobering soup. Wu Wa'er, like a virtuous little wife, took the spittoon, let him rinse his mouth, moistened the towel and cleaned his face. , and then asked in a low voice: "My lord hasn't said anything yet. Why? If things are kept in my heart, it will be very uncomfortable. You might as well tell me."
Yang Hao was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Woman..."
Wu Wa'er smiled with satisfaction, gently caressed his chest with her little hand and asked, "What...did she do?"
"Don't you think...your words are too much?"
"Because I'm a woman, and what woman doesn't talk a lot?" Wu Wa'er smiled mischievously.
Yang Hao raised his eyes to look at her, his eyebrows were picturesque and his eyes were as charming as a fox. Now that he was so close, he could clearly count her two neat eyelashes. There was no flaw on her face.
Yao'er's nose is as delicate as carved ivory, and her red lips are slightly curved. She has always given people the impression of a foxy and childish little girl, but now that they met in private, Yang Hao suddenly discovered that, in fact, she
She is a woman, a mature, charming, and considerate woman.
Luo Yi Sanqi, her delicate body was fragrant. After looking at each other for a long time, Wu Wa'er's beautiful eyes suddenly showed an alert look. She tried to retreat but it was too late. Her small waist was too thin to be grasped and had been grasped by Yang Hao like a vice.
He held his arms firmly, and then kissed her lips.
The wanton and violent wind and rain finally ended. Poor Wu Wa'er's almond-shaped eyes were blurred, her hairpins had fallen off and her hair was scattered, her hair was covered with black silk on the embroidered couch, her face was pink and red, she was dripping with sweat, and her whole body was so soft and waxy that she couldn't use any strength.
She didn't expect the man to be so ferocious. It was hard to imagine how her body, which was as delicate as a willow branch, could withstand the force of the impact that almost tore her apart. For the first time, she could feel the pain so quickly after the pain passed.
That ecstasy of joy. She moaned softly and feebly, knowing that he was looking at her, but she was unable to pull the brocade quilt to cover it up. Her body was given to him, so what else should she cover up?
Yang Hao had already woken up from the drunkenness, and he woke up from a fright. When he was drunk, he found a few peach blossom-like blood stains on the couch, and he woke up with a fright. He spent the whole day hanging out with these one-of-a-kind, top-notch girls.
At the same time, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted, but just now he was extremely angry and just wanted to vent his passion, knowing that Miaomiao would never reject him, he still did not indulge, just because Miaomiao was a young girl who did not understand the relationship between men and women.
Son, he doesn't want to bear a love debt.
But Wu Wa'er was different. Playing on the spot was just commonplace for her, right? But he never expected, never expected that Bianliang, who was charming and charming, had boldly flirted with him, and should have endured the rain and dew of love long ago.
The "Meihu" Wu Wa'er at the beginning of the first line is actually... she is also a young child.
Yang Hao slowly pulled a thin quilt and put it on her body. The early summer night came relatively late, and the hazy light faintly penetrated into the room. The graceful curves of the quilt were like mountains and rivers, and the position of her chest lifted up the two breasts.
She is alluring. Her smooth white thighs and shiny pink arms are exposed outside the quilt, and in the dim light they are as alluring as if they were carved from pink and jade.
Yang Hao's movements aroused the baby's strength. She gently explored with her hand, grabbed Yang Hao's wrist, and gently pulled it towards the couch. Yang Hao fell on the couch. What else could he do at this time?
Just pat your butt and leave when you're full?
The baby groaned, then turned over and lay on his strong and broad chest. Her naked, warm and cool body was close to him, and a pair of slender and smooth jade arms were wrapped around his neck. She
His eyes still didn't open, but there was a faint smile of satisfaction on his lips.
From now on, she has transformed from a girl into a little woman. The body she has treasured for eighteen years is finally given to a man she truly likes. For a woman like her who is wallowing in the dust, is it not a very lucky thing?
Of course she wants to be happy and satisfied.
What's more, she no longer wants to wallow in the dust for a long time. When she was young, she was forced to make a living, and when she grew up, she had to stay here to repay her kindness. She didn't care about this sign at the beginning of the line. She was tired of it and tired of it.
After so many years of experience, her eyes can understand many men. She knows that Yang Hao has a different view of women than most men in the world. She doesn't know why this man is different from others. She only knows that it is
Her luck.
Yes, it was her luck. She could always meet noble people. It was like this when she was young, and it is still like this now. After getting along with each other day and night these days, she saw the man under her more and more clearly. She knew that if Yang
Hao didn't think that she was a slutty woman who was used to all kinds of things. He would never touch her today even if she was drunk. She was really lucky. The charm skills taught by others actually helped her get a man who could be entrusted to her for life in this way.
A good man.
Her petite body leaned on Yang Hao, and Yang Hao's hands felt like they had nowhere to place them. Thinking of the ups and downs in the past two years and Tang Yanyan's betrayal, he let go of his arms and gently put his hands.
He placed his hands on the doll's bare back. The doll's back was astonishingly smooth, with a gradually tapering curve from the back to the waist. As soon as he put his hands on it, he slid to the charming depression between the back and buttocks, and pointed.
You can feel the amazing elasticity, lubrication and fullness of the bulge underneath.
Yang Hao was very curious about how she could be so charming even though she was a virgin, but asking this at this time was of course a shameful thing. He also wanted to ask the doll if she had good intentions, but he couldn't accept his
It is of course not appropriate for a woman to ask about her when she is smiling charmingly in front of other men.
While he was hesitating, the doll spoke: "My lord is usually so gentle, but I didn't expect... to be so brave... A woman who is favored by your lord is the happiest woman in the world..."
The doll smiled sweetly and murmured softly. Such compliments at this time were of course also an integral part of the charm skills. Only then did she remember that she had practiced the charm skills for many years, and just now she was a little bit in front of Yang Hao.
There is no use for it. My Cheng Huan's performance must be very poor, and I don't know if it will please him.
"Are you happy?" Yang Hao touched his heart and couldn't help but smile sadly, gently caressing her smooth jade body with his hands, and whispered: "I think I am the fate of the evil star. Whoever follows me, sooner or later
Everyone will leave me. Those who refuse to leave will encounter misfortune."
"How do you say that?" The two soft balls of soft flesh on the doll's chest were teasing his chest, but the human was lying there comfortably like a carefree cat, refusing to raise his head. Yang Haoqing
He gently caressed her buttocks, which had a heavy texture, and roughly told her about his fruitless love affair.
Yang Hao, who was immersed in memories and thoughts, did not notice the horrified expression of Wu Wa'er who was lying on his chest when he mentioned the daughter Zhe Ziyu from Fuzhou. Originally, when Yang Hao mentioned it, she did not notice the slightly strange look on Miss Zhe's face.
Looking back on her expression now, she finally understood why the young lady's eyes looked a little strange at that time.
Oh my God! He turned out to be Miss Zhe's..., it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, I actually stole Miss Zhe's man...
Yang Hao sighed: "Oh, let's not talk about this anymore. Nine times out of ten, if life is not what you want, who doesn't have his own troubles, I should have looked away. Baby, since I want your body today, I want to ask
Just tell me, if you are willing to stay with me for life, then move to my house. From now on, there will be no Veela in this world, only a Wuwa. If you don't want to stay with me, I won't force you.
You think about it carefully."
Wu Wa'er's pink and tender body has turned into an inflatable doll. She can hear Yang Hao's words in her ears, but her soul is floating in the air: "What if the lady knows about this? No...
...I did not steal her man. When I was with the adults, they had already separated. I...even if I snatched her man, I snatched it from Miss Tang. I vented her anger and avenged her..."
Naturally comforting her, Wu Wa'er suddenly hugged Yang Hao's body tightly, as if she was afraid that he would be snatched away by others. After a while, she suddenly raised her head, with a sudden change of heart, she said resolutely: "
The slave family is going back to 'Meihu Cave' in the next few days."
Yang Hao raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously: "Huh?"
The baby hugged him and said: "Baby, go back, arrange the Meihu Cave, and move everything to the 'Yixiao Building', and wait until the sisters have arranged everything. At that time, the baby has no worries anymore, and from then on, he will serve the adults wholeheartedly."
.As for tonight... Your Excellency, please stay in the slave's boudoir."
Yang Hao asked doubtfully: "You... experienced the pain of breaking a melon for the first time, can you still succeed?"
Wu Wa'er originally just didn't want to let him go, she just wanted to hug him and sleep tenderly. When he asked, Wu'er's heart also swayed. Thinking of the ecstasy just now, she couldn't help but her eyes and ears were hot, and she said with a charming look: "
Sir, won’t you know if you try it?”
I don’t know how much time passed, but the clouds and rain lingered in the boudoir, and the sweet moans started again, which temporarily overwhelmed the pattering outside the window...