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Xiyuan Shenglian Xiaozhu.

The full name of this small building is actually the abbreviation of "Miaobu Shenglian". Among the women, the one who can be called Miaobu Shenglian is naturally the No. 1 Ji Shangxiufang who teaches dance and drama here during the day.Since Luoyang was captured last time, the 'Mingyue Pavilion' of Manqingyuan was slightly damaged by Li Tang's beast soldiers. Shang Xiufang brought all the girls here to dance.If the weather is good ( ) will let the little ones from the big dance team go out

Practice dancing while enjoying the beautiful scenery on the wide embankment.

Of course, this is also where she dated Xu Ziling.

"Someone will come, don't..." Shang Xiufang panted slightly, and she felt his bad hands getting lower and lower. Just now, he hugged his waist and danced with her, but now he took the opportunity to be rude to her.

She secretly ashamed herself that if she hadn't insisted on dancing this kind of overly intimate dance with him, he wouldn't have been emotionally moved so quickly, let alone be so bold. Her acquiescence and tolerance might have been a great encouragement to him.

"You are so fragrant." Xu Ziling took a breath from the side of Shang Xiufang's jade neck and expressed his heartfelt admiration.

Shang Xiufang's body trembled slightly, this was one of her most sensitive actions, as long as he rubbed his lips against the side of her neck like this, she would feel inexplicably itchy and powerless.She was sure the bad guy was doing it on purpose just to limp in his arms and do something more outrageous.

The bad hand behind the back moved down to the edge of the upturned full moon.

Although he played very slowly, how could he hide that 'wolf ambition'.Why doesn't this bad guy have a moment of seriousness.

Shang Xiufang didn't snort with a cute wrinkled nose like the little princess, nor did she stare at him with beautiful big eyes like Shang Xiuxun.He didn't pinch the soft flesh under his side like Shen Luoyan's hand, didn't open his small white teeth like Song Yuzhi to scare him.There is no light anger like Shi Feixuan, no direct blow to the bad guy like Wanhou, she is different because she is the unique Shang Xiufang.

She didn't know how Shi Qingxuan would refuse, but she knew that Shi Qingban would definitely not step on his feet.

Just yourself.He would step on his instep when he was doing something bad... Of course, stepping on his instep was not the purpose, not to mention stepping on his instep, even if the sky fell, it would be impossible to stop the rudeness of that big villain.But only in this way can I have a reason to stand still and also have a reason to stand on tiptoe and seal the most destructive and deadly lips of the big villain.

"Bad guy, what kind of dance is this? You don't dance. I'm leaving..." Shang Xiufang felt that the big hand behind her was gently rubbing her full moon, as if it still wanted to penetrate into her clothes.Burn your skin with hot palms.

She glanced at him lightly and turned to leave.

This is undoubtedly a signal that someone will come here and she is unwilling to accept Xu Ziling's tricks here.

Rejection of beauty.Xu Ziling's understanding is this: since she doesn't want to be here, she must be willing to be somewhere else.He boldly picked up the beauty, ignored her shy resistance and kicked her feet, and flew towards the little love nest where she was alone

go with.

In the dark, he can try his best to taste the beauty's sandalwood tongue, hold her in his arms, reach out and caress her whole body, making her soft and tender.

She has always been very shy, and she is more afraid of being seen, even if it is Xu Ziling, but in the dark, she will be obedient and obedient, he is his obedient little lover.

"Will Feixuan let you mess around?" Shang Meiren put her arms around Xu Ziling's head and neck, lightly pressed his face, and asked softly in his ear.

"She's much better than you." Xu Ziling laughed secretly. The competition between Shang Xiufang and Shi Feixuan is like Shi Qingxuan and Wan Wandi secretly comparing each other. Although they get along very well, it doesn't mean that they will give up this kind of competition.

Of course, other women will have the same competition, but once they are happy with Xu Ziling, most of them want to win over the sisters to deal with the villainous husband instead of fighting with the rival.Now I want to say that the biggest infighting among the girls is Shang Xiufang and their four beauties.Xu Ziling desperately ignited the flames between the four beauties to get him more.Xu Ziling kissed Shangmeiren's clean jade helix lightly, causing her body to tremble slightly, and said very softly: "Last time she let me do that."

"What? That?" Shang Xiufang didn't believe that the concubine's willingness to let Xu Ziling take the last step might be something else, he deliberately said this to make herself flustered.

"It's just..." Xu Ziling leaned into Shang Xiufang's ear and said very carefully, which made Shang Xiufang feel ashamed and beat him up as a big villain.But I also breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it turned out that Shi Feixuan was not walking in front of me, she was standing on the same thread as me, maybe only a little ahead of me.

Xu Ziling suggested: "Why don't we try something very intoxicating..."

"Don't I won't be punished for copying "Book of Rites" oh... scoundrel... if you dare, I will... don't stop..."

In the end, the beauty's panting turned into a spring in the room.

She gradually regained her fragrance in bliss, lying in his arms dripping with sweat, feeling his fiery and never-tiring greedy big hands caressing her body, shyly thinking that this result was entirely her own indulgence to him.If I hadn't let him be so unguarded, I wouldn't be lingering with him now.

But this feeling turned out to be so good that the soul almost melted in his kiss just now.

Shang Xiufang recalled the villain's mischief just now, and couldn't help being a little joyful. She caressed his face with her jade hand, but she avoided him and still carried her own fragrant flower dew. The fragrance made her feel shy and soft at times.

"Good baby, help me too..." Xu Ziling insisted on asking Shang Xiufang to know what his request was and refused.

"Don't kiss me any more. I'm already out of strength and won't be able to go back for a while... Oh... Can I use my hands? I can't..." Shang Xiufang was afraid that he would come again and he was already crazy enough just now, and let him play tricks on her so that she wouldn't be able to stand up.She knew that sooner or later she would truly become his little wife, and sooner or later she would have to learn more about serving her husband.She couldn't hold back the love and curiosity towards him in her heart and stretched out her little hand.

"No, it doesn't matter, I'll teach you!" A certain person's favorite thing is to teach the little beauty this kind of service trick.Shang Xiufang was ashamed and sealed his mouth with her lips.He is not allowed to say those shameful words.

Although she is not proficient, she is born a woman and naturally knows a little bit.

She would never listen to his embarrassing words unless he taught them.

In the dark.The lingering passion between men and women is rekindled.

Every other day.

Xu Ziling sat upright, sitting upright, even more serious than in the court, with his waist straight and his eyes not squinting, like a good baby.

He looks like this only in front of one person.This person is Song Yuhua, the great historian of China.

"You're going to lie again, aren't you?" Song Yuhua didn't look up, only to see her bare hands like jade.Holding the pen gently on the paper and writing slowly, the tone of reprimand is also light like a breeze blowing willows.

"Great Historian. I have already apologized repeatedly, and besides, I let you play tricks on me once." Song Yuhua's tone became weaker, and Xu Ziling felt sorry for her.If Song Yuhua's temper is not like a trickle.Although it is extremely soft, it will insist on going from high to low, regardless of the trickle

Xu Ziling wouldn't have such a headache if he would go eastward to Haiti.

Like Wei Zhenzhen, Song Yuhua, who is well-known, educated, rational, virtuous, and virtuous, is the best example of a wife in the world.

But her nature is opposite to Song Yuzhi's, soft on the outside and strong on the inside.Song Yuzhi can say a set of irony in everything he does, and can beat and bite, but in his heart he can easily forgive a person who is hard on the outside and soft on the inside.Song Yuhua, who has no power to restrain the chicken, is on the contrary. She is never angry or angry, and she is very easy to get along with, but if she has something difficult to get through, she will not easily forgive someone.

"You don't have to apologize, you're not wrong, it's just that Yuhua is stupid and mistrusts people's words." Song Yuhua peeked at Xu Ziling who was sitting upright from under his long eyelashes, guessing that he was not as serious as here in the previous court, and he couldn't help but think again. Shi Yi said softly: "Don't mention that matter again. You are my brother-in-law's family. Any misunderstandings can go with the wind. Besides, you also had a little kindness at that time."

"It's very kind of you to forgive me. What is the chief historian up to lately?" Xu Ziling got off the donkey and sat opposite Song Yuhua as soon as he heard that.

"Don't call me a great historian, you are a brother-in-law, you have to be called respectfully." Song Yuhua watched him sit close to the man, relaxed and distracted, and she tried her best to remind this rude guy that she was Song Yu, and Zhi's sister also tried her best to remind herself that he was It was just a beautiful misunderstanding that my brother-in-law wasn't Mr. Zheng Banqiao who indulged in poetry and prose in Sovereign Castle that day.

"So the great historian is copying poems? Hehe, Chunmian didn't know it and heard birds singing everywhere; how much do you know about the sound of wind and rain at night and flowers falling? Great historian, what do you think of Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"? Do you feel that it is very poetic and picturesque? Our beautiful Xiyuan is very suitable! Xiyuan is also a beautiful spring-like garden, which perfectly fits this poem." Xu Ziling wanted to communicate more with Song Yuhua in poetry and prose to restore the previous relationship.

"Don't say anything about the great poet Meng Haoran, there is no such person in the world." Song Yuhua said with certainty: "This is your obscene poem!"

"What? Is this an obscene poem?" Xu Ziling was stunned. If this poem is an obscene poem, what other poems in the world are not obscene poems?But he immediately recovered and smiled and said, "You misunderstood that this is really not mine. Even if it is a lewd poem, it was also written by that guy Meng Haoran. Is this really a lewd poem? Where is it lewd? Why can't I see it?"

"This is the number one obscene poem in the world. You are the world's number one lustful person who uses flowers to describe others, and you still want to argue?" Song Yuhua's charming face was flying red, avoiding Xu Ziling's gaze, but her tone was still firm: "Xu Shengwang set up Xiyuan as a The harem and the concubines are happy to marry. Originally, it is inconvenient for the emperor to act and the common people's daughters to intervene, but the poems and prose are outside the world. How can the people of the world know that the name of the sage king can be ignored, but the concubines in the harem have really lost their reputation."

"Ah..." Xu Ziling never imagined that Song Yuhua imagined Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" as his own obscene poem.

"Whoever in the world sings this "Spring Dawn" is also a very beautiful poem, but only you, Xu Shengwang, can't sing it." Song Yuhua reminded Xu Ziling a little bit that Xu Ziling's reputation is outside, if he spreads this poem, no matter how much he argues and believes it People in the world will also misunderstand that he is in Xiyuan, having a romantic relationship with beauties to the fullest, so he sleeps in spring and does not want to go to bed early or something like that.

"It's wrong to die... I really didn't write this obscene poem." Xu Ziling made a small argument, but Song Yuhua got angry.

"All your poems and essays are here with me. From now on, leave the obscene poems to entertain all the women and exchange them for beauties, and then they can't be announced to the world." Song Yuhua finally commented: "If you don't know that this is obscene poetry, the artistic conception is not bad."

"Dizzy!" Xu Ziling gritted his teeth after being wronged, and said tentatively, "Actually, I still have a lot of 'obscene poems' that the great historian wants to hear?"