happy day

In the evening, the two of them lay side by side on the bed, not bothering to move their fingertips.

Wu Luan groaned/groaned: "I'm starving to death, I want to eat the Buddha Jumping Wall from Chunxi Tower, the duck from Zhengyang Tower, and a pot of delicacy from Zuixianyuan." As he spoke, the saliva almost flowed down the corner of his mouth .

Yun Jue wiped the corners of Wu Luan's mouth with the quilt in distaste, "Are you a bit promising?"

Wu Luan's eyes were dull, and he said weakly: "I don't want to drool, I'm so hungry that I don't even have the strength to swallow."

Yun Jue gave Wu Luan a white look, "You are not only hungry, but also exhausted."

That being said, Yun Jue's stomach also growled. On the one hand, Taotie was satisfied, and on the other hand, his stomach became more and more empty.The two looked at each other with wry smiles, and finally decided that they could not sit still.

There is no servant in this house.Yun Jue likes to be quiet, and Wu Luan also feels that there are outsiders in the yard who can't have sex, so the two of them can be free.But in this way, no one is waiting for you, so you have to go out to find food by yourself.

The two of them got out of bed only to find that their legs and feet were fluttering, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, as if they were stepping on a cotton cover, and their hands shaking when they tied their clothes.

The two almost supported each other and walked outside. The sky was full of colorful clouds, and the colors of crab blue, orange yellow, and bright purple were intertwined, and the beauty was breathtaking.

There was a wonton stall at the corner of the street, supported by two broken tables and a few broken benches.An old man in his 60s was cooking wontons in front of an iron pan, with white steam rising from the pan.

On weekdays, Wu Luan eats carefully, so he would never come to this kind of place to eat.Today, however, I feel that the white soup wonton with green onion and a little sesame oil is extremely delicious and attractive.

The two asked for two large bowls and brought them out steaming hot.Wu Luan was so hungry that she took a sip of the soup without hesitation, picked up a wonton and put it in her mouth, it was so hot that she almost jumped up, chewed it twice and swallowed it whole.

He turned his head to look at Yun Jue, but he ate unusually gracefully, with an elegant and calm posture, drooping eyes, and chewed with his mouth shut.Wu Luan was dumbfounded, and wondered how in this world someone could eat wontons so beautifully at a roadside stall.

Sensing Wu Luan's gaze, Yun Jue also glanced at him, swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Aren't you hungry? See what I'm doing?"

"Oh, I'm just curious, you look more like a rich man than me." Wu Luan scooped wontons into his mouth as he spoke, eating and talking without delay.

Yun Jue didn't speak, and still ate slowly.Some habits and etiquette are established from childhood, even if you take your younger sister to beg on the street to survive, or fight for a little edible food in Xiaoyu Pavilion, if you catch it, you will quickly stuff it into your mouth and chew Swallow without chewing.But that was only a compromise to save life under special circumstances.Once the environment permits, the elegance and family etiquette infiltrated into the bones will still be highlighted involuntarily.

Wu Luan had already eaten a large bowl of wontons in that room, and she put the spoon into Yunjue's bowl again, her hands were steady and precise.Yun Jue couldn't help speeding up his eating.When someone robs him, Yun Jue will subconsciously protect the food.

Even snatching two, Yun Jue himself thought it was funny, they were so big, and neither of them was short of money, they even snatched wontons from the same bowl.

Neither of them was full, so they ordered another big bowl, which Wu Luan carefully brought back to the house.After entering the room, put it on the Eight Immortals table, two people sit facing each other, and put two spoons into the same bowl.Wu Luan likes to scoop in the same bowl as Yun Jue, and the bump between the spoons feels so wonderful.Only the closest people can be so seamless, Wu Luan enjoys this feeling very much.

Wu Luan and Yun Jue competed for the same wonton, and the spoons chased each other in the big porcelain bowl, stirring up a vortex.With a flick of Yun Jue's wrist, the spoon was injected with internal energy, and Wu Luan's spoon was flicked aside. Yun Jue took the opportunity to scoop up the wonton, proudly raised the spoon and stretched it out in front of Wu Luan.

But Wu Luan lowered his head, opened his mouth to bite his spoon, and when he raised his head again, the spoon was empty.Wu Luan's cheeks twitched, she stretched her neck and swallowed, and squeezed her eyes at Yunjue, with a face full of shamelessness.

Yun Jue was dumbfounded, and then the two of them laughed together, and they stopped eating the wonton.

Wu Luan pulled Yun Jue up, "I still feel hungry, give me another bite." Then he opened his mouth and gnawed on Yun Jue's body, looking for the sensitive places of Yun Jue to attack, his hands became dishonest, and inserted / into his lapel kneading.

More than two days of bed/bed/love, he has fully understood all of Yun Jue's sensitive points, knowing where touches will make him unbearable, where kisses will make him emotional.

The two rolled back on the bed again.Now that he is full and has strength, it is naturally another toss.

After being exhausted, the two of them were sweating like water, Wu Luan rolled down from Yunjue's body, gasping like a silk thread, "I can't do it anymore, my waist is going to be broken."

Yun Jue lay prone on the bed, barely opened his eyes and rolled his eyes at him, and squeezed out two words between his teeth, "The prostitute!"

Wu Luan leaned her face closer, "I, Wu Luan, swear, this is only done to you."

Yun Jue snorted, "Do you think I'm caring?" He closed his eyes and turned his head away, but secretly bent the corners of his lips, forming a nice curve.

Wu Luan forced himself to take a cloth towel to wipe off the sweat from the two of them, and pulled the silk quilt to cover them, "Don't catch a cold." Then he carefully pulled Yun Jue's arm to put it under the quilt.

He suddenly stopped, and said pleasantly: "The red thread I tied on your wrist is working. I saw the red thread on your wrist two days ago, but it's gone today."

Yun Jue was startled, and quickly put his wrist in front of his eyes.The arm is as smooth as jade, and the red line is really gone.

He originally thought that Wu Luan's marriage was annulled and he could go to assassinate Liu Chen after two days, but he didn't want the red line to disappear suddenly.He has been an assassin for three years and has killed nearly a hundred targets. He has never encountered such a situation.There is only one explanation, Liu Chen is dead and there is no need to assassinate him.

Seeing that Yun Jue's face suddenly turned pale and his brows were furrowed, Wu Luan couldn't help stroking his brows and asked, "What's the matter? Cheng Ye, frown so well, is it because you feel uncomfortable?"

Wu Luan always thought that she had hurt Yun Jue the first two times and felt guilty, so even if she was excited about love/things, she would be extra cautious towards him. Seeing Yun Jue frown suddenly, she thought that she had hurt him again .

Yun Jue pulled Wu Luan's hand, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, it just occurred to me that I don't know what's going on in the Liu Mansion since you divorced, you'd better go and have a look."

When Yun Jue said that, Wu Luan also felt his heart beating suddenly, flustered for no reason, hurriedly got up and changed his clothes, and rushed out the door with his waist supported.

It was getting late outside, Yun Jue changed into night clothes and jumped onto the roof.One of the two walked through the main entrance, the other flew over the eaves and the wall, and both rushed towards Liu's mansion.

Arriving at Yushi's Mansion in Guanmao Hutong, Wu Luan was dumbfounded, feeling like the world had changed since he hadn't been out of the mountain for a few days.The gate of the Yushi Mansion was closed tightly, and a pair of big seals crossed on the door, Wu Luan rushed over to take a closer look, it was the seal of the Ministry of Punishment.

He stopped a passerby in a daze, pointed at the Yushi Mansion and asked, "My little brother, may I ask, what happened to the Yushi Mansion?"

The man put his hands in his sleeves and said: "Yesterday, a group of officers and soldiers suddenly came to ransack the house, and they threw Master Liu's family members out of Liu's residence, and then those officers and soldiers sealed the gate of Yushi's residence."

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Wu Luan murmured: "Impossible, the Liu family has always been clean, what could be wrong?"

The passer-by also sighed and shook his head, "Who says it's not? Liu's Mansion has been located in Guanmao Hutong for more than [-] years, and there has never been any thing of oppressing the people. Mr. Liu has a very good official voice. Harmful." He suddenly lowered his voice, "By the way, I heard that the Liu family resigned from my uncle Wu Luan a few days ago. It is likely that the kid has a grudge and framed Mr. Liu."

Wu Luan was so stunned that she couldn't even say what to tell her.

The man was still indignant, "You say he is shameless? Just because he is the Holy One's brother-in-law, he can do whatever he wants. I am a shameless brat, and I am looking forward to marrying a lady from the Liu family and going back to make decorations. People don't want their daughters to enter In the pit of fire, he put Mr. Liu in jail, and his family was kicked out of Yushifu. How can this person be so vicious!"

Wu Luan stood there blankly, the man shook his head and left.

Yun Jue had already inspected the empty Yushi Mansion, but found nothing.He fell lightly from the roof and patted Wu Luan on the shoulder.Wu Luan came back to his senses, his face was pale, "You go back and wait for me, I'll go to the punishment department."

At this time, it was already dark, and the watchman began to call the watch to tell the time.Wu Luan ran to the Ministry of Punishment, but was turned away.The gate of the Ministry of Criminal Justice was locked, and Wu Luan took photos for a long time before the night duty came to open the door, but he didn't know what to ask.

Wu Luan turned around and ran to Qin Zheng's mansion again, smashing the door, and when the porter opened the door, he rushed in pushing and shoving, scaring the porter to chase after him, "Uncle Guo, stop and let you go in small." Let me know first."

Wu Luan ran to Qin Zheng's room familiarly, opened the door and entered.The couple were bored on the bed, when someone came in suddenly, Qin Zheng almost fell off the bed in fright.Qi Mingzhu jumped up and reached out to take off the Longquan sword hanging on the wall.

Wu Luan covered her eyes with one hand, and stretched forward with the other, "Hong Xuan, let your wife put on the clothes first."

Only then did Qi Mingzhu realize that she was only wearing thin pajamas, and with a cry of surprise, she threw her long sword and got under the covers.

Qin Zheng hurriedly comforted his daughter-in-law, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he has broken sleeves. It doesn't count."

"Broken sleeve?" Qi Mingzhu asked in surprise.

A woman's mind is rather peculiar. In this situation, the first question that came to her mind was: "Since you have broken sleeves, why did you go to the embroidery village to meet your embroiderer?"

Qin Zheng's face was dull, and cold sweat broke out, "He, he, he just broke up not long ago, he was fine before, and he broke up as soon as he said it."

Qi Mingzhu kicked Qin Zheng off the bed, "Do you think I'm a fool? How dare you bully me!"

The couple who were tender and affectionate just a second ago now staged a martial arts show. Qin Zheng was driven by Qi Mingzhu to run around the table, panting: "Lady, let's discuss whether we can not slap our faces, because my husband has to go tomorrow morning." The Ministry of Punishment will point to Mao".

Wu Luan couldn't help by pinching his hands, and it was not appropriate to pull either hand, not to mention that he and Qin Zhengjia were not Qi Mingzhu's opponents, so he yelled twice, "Stop beating, it will hurt your peace!" No one paid any attention to him, so he had no choice but to retreat outside the house.

Qin Zheng's screams in the room were unbearable to hear.