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Yao Ximu stood beside the case, flipping through the books on the case.

Jiang Wanzhou was alert and pointed at him: "The one who stole the sword? He's here to steal the dusk again?"

"No, no! Don't wrong people!" Yao Ximu hastily denied, and then explained: "Sister Ran Ying went to accompany Tang Miaomiao, let me stay here."

"Leave you here? What are you doing?" Jiang Wanzhou wondered, "Why didn't you accompany Tang Miaomiao?"

"Why should I accompany her? That crazy girl, it's too late for me to hide from her." Yao Ximu became a little annoyed at first, and his tone gradually softened: "Well, that, young master, you're back, I'm leaving. "

Jiang Wanzhou grabbed him, pulled him in front of her, and stared at him, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Yao Ximu raised his head to look at Jiang Wanzhou, Jiang Wanzhou's eyes were deep, and there was a small figure in his pupils, which was himself.Yao Ximu suddenly relaxed, showing his usual smiling expression, and said: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid you will hit me, you know, I can never beat you."

"Not this." Jiang Wanzhou let him go, but her eyes followed his crow-feather black hair to his shoulders, and then from his arms to his waist.Yao Ximu didn't wear a jade pendant, besides the sword Li Dawn, there was only a sachet hanging on his waist, which was autumn-scented and embroidered with green calyx plum blossoms in white and green.Jiang Wanzhou looked familiar, and picked it up to take a closer look.

Yao Ximu snatched the sachet from him, held the sachet tightly in his hand, and stepped back a few steps, as if he was guarding against Jiang Wanzhou hitting someone.

"It was originally yours, but Sister Bolu said you don't want it anymore, and was about to cut it with scissors. I thought it looked good, so I asked for it. You can't take it back."

"Keep it if you like it." Jiang Wanzhou said as he approached him, Yao Ximu was stunned, and subconsciously backed up until he reached the wall, there was no way to retreat.Jiang Wanzhou reached out to touch his face, and said softly, "I won't hit you in the future, don't be afraid of me."

Yao Ximu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, widened her eyes, reluctant to blink. In front of him, Jiang Wanzhou's face was divided into extreme light and shade by the candlelight, and her outline became more and more distinct, with a straight nose.He was almost out of breath, thinking, what's wrong with the young master?Drank too much?He doesn't drink.Was it also poisoned?If it was really poisoned, it would be the same as me.

What about the solution, the antidote?What is the antidote?

His mind went blank, only the unsightly images in "Eighteen Forms of Longyang" flashed sporadically, as well as what Tang Miaomiao said.

Either die, or live forever with the poisoner, and have a good relationship for a hundred years.

Without realizing it, he blurted out and asked, "Young master, will you give it to me?"

"what?"

"An antidote."

"So what?"

Is it hard to change love is limited, for my original intention is only here.The sky is Luan, and the cloud is the word. Ask the king if you don't understand lovesickness.

The breath hits the face, and the honey-like red lips are close at hand.When Yao Ximu took the initiative to kiss, Jiang Wanzhou was a little dazed. He grabbed Yao Ximu's shoulder and subconsciously wanted to push it away, but there was a wall against Yao Ximu's body, so he couldn't push it.Then he finally tasted the sweet taste that he has been obsessed with, and Jiang Wanzhou lamented in his heart that it is God's will.

Jiang Wanzhou doesn't like to be intimate with people, let alone kiss anyone.But at this moment, he lingered on Yao Ximu's lips, crushing them wantonly, he sucked the thin corners of his lips, licked the charming little tip of his upper lip, and broke into the mouth as sweet as a flower house.

The March wind passes through the peach blossoms.

A sunny breath with a floral fragrance permeated the air.

The hand that was originally holding Yao Ximu's shoulder turned into wrapping around his waist at some point, and the other was on the back of Yao Ximu's head.Yao Ximu's hand has been tightly hugging Jiang Wanzhou's neck.

They kissed heartily, over and over again, the deeper the kiss, the more proficient they became.

The kiss lasted for a long time, until both of them were short of breath and their cheeks were hot.

Yao Ximu's hand slid down quietly and untied Jiang Wanzhou's belt. Jiang Wanzhou pressed his hand, her eyes became deeper and deeper - with lust.

"Do you really want it?" Jiang Wanzhou gasped and warned.

Yao Ximu's eyes were eager: "Young master, give it to me." He trembled, almost pleading: "Otherwise I will really die."

Jiang Wanzhou looked at him condescendingly, Yao Ximu's hair was a little loose, and a few strands fell on his forehead and cheeks.This person is beautiful, Jiang Wanzhou has known since she was a child.His jaw is pointed, his red lips are thin, and he often smiles.The eyebrows and eyes are as bright as fine brushwork, and what's more rare is that they are abnormally agile and full of vitality.

"How?" Jiang Wanzhou stretched her arms and took off her robe, her voice hoarse.

Yao Ximu pursed his lips, and blew out the lamps in the room one by one, leaving only one lamp.Jiang Wanzhou didn't know why, she just stood there and looked at him.Yao Ximu took off his clothes layer by layer in the shadowy candlelight.

He exposed himself unreservedly in front of Jiang Wanzhou, and then turned off the lights.

Moonlight became the only light left in the room.

The moonlight turned into a pair of gentle hands, caressing Yao Ximu's neck, chest, lower abdomen one by one... opening the pores of Yao Ximu's body, making him speechless in comfort.The moonlight was originally cold, but Jiang Wanzhou became its shadow, and the coldness turned into burning sighs, which were also painful, penetrated into Yao Ximu's limbs and bones, and turned into vain joy like bubbles.

Yao Ximu clung to Jiang Wanzhou's shoulders, like a drowning man clung to the only driftwood.

"Brother Wanzhou..."

Jiang Wanzhou stopped, the sweat dripping from her forehead fell on Yao Ximu's cheek, and kissed Yao Ximu's forehead lightly like a dragonfly splashing on water, and he corrected: "Call the young master..."

"Young master... um... my..."

The words were shaken to pieces, like scattered shadows on the window paper, blown by the night wind, trembling non-stop.

The fragrance of green calyx plum comes in faintly.

It was Yao Ximu who woke up first in the morning. Seeing Jiang Wanzhou's face within reach, he confirmed that it wasn't a dream, and all of this turned out to be real!Yao Ximu's heart was filled with great joy, and he felt that this was even more enjoyable than practicing Yunfeng Jue.

He cautiously leaned forward and kissed Jiang Wanzhou's face. Jiang Wanzhou felt itchy and held his hand in his palm.Yao Ximu was still restless and couldn't stop picking at Jiang Wanzhou's palm.Jiang Wanzhou was so troubled by him that he had no choice but to open his eyes and meet his gaze.

Thinking that Luo was still facing each other under the quilt, the two blushed together again, Jiang Wanzhou let go of Yao Ximu's hand, and Yao Ximu turned his head away.

He got up silently, put on his clothes, went out of the room one after the other, and had breakfast.

This situation is not different from when I was a child, but it is really different, the atmosphere is different.Yao Ximu couldn't tell the specifics, anyway, he was always shy and didn't dare to stare at Jiang Wanzhou.

Jiang Wanzhou was calmer than him, but his ears were secretly red, and he was also shy.

Since that day, the two have kissed and touched several times, but it was Yao Ximu who took the initiative to pester them, and hid them in the dark so that no one would see them.But still did not hide the truth from Ranying, after Ranying was shocked, the look in Yao Ximu's eyes gradually changed, became dodge, and gradually increased disgust and sadness.

Yao Ximu doesn't quite understand where the disgust and sorrow come from. Yao Ximu has never been able to figure out the girl's thoughts. He just feels sad and thinks that Ranying doesn't like him anymore.He went to ask Lin Shuyu for the pear jade face powder, and risked being scolded by Wu Jin, picked the best fire pomegranate flower and ground it into a rouge cream...Everything he knew was rare for girls, he All of them are given to Ranying.Feeling like this, Ran Ying is happy, and she can treat herself as usual.

Ranying held the white jade box, looked at the Loukong pear flower pattern engraved on the box cover, and silently immersed the box in the water.

All of this was seen by Jiang Wanzhou. Although he didn't say anything, he thought in his heart that it was time for Yao Ximu to leave the villa.