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Yao Ximu, as Wu Yanmei's only guest tonight, was taken to Wu Yanmei's residence, Anxiang Villa.Plum blossoms are planted everywhere in the museum. It is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the plum blossoms are not yet in bloom. What is sent far away by the night wind is the fragrance of osmanthus from elsewhere.Yao Ximu doesn't have sweet-scented osmanthus in his memory, plum blossom is what he is most familiar with.He stepped forward and stroked the trunk of a white plum tree with his fingers. What he thought of was the green calyx plum that Jiang Wanzhou had planted in his house. It was priceless. He didn't know its value when he was young. Noisy, often climbing, winter flowers bloom, will always be shaken to the ground plum blossoms, colorful fallen flowers.Yao Ximu smiled, and smelled a particularly nice scent of incense, like new snow that just fell on the pistils of plum blossoms and has not had time to melt.Looking up, I saw that the door was open, and the screen painted with red plum and snow was half closed, and a pleasant female voice sounded from behind.

"Young master, please come in."

Wu Yanmei stepped out from behind the screen. At this time, she had already changed into a full attire, and she had just changed into full attire.Her long hair was restrained at will, and a white jade hairpin with a phoenix pattern was inserted obliquely.Wearing a magnolia-colored satin jacket and eight snow-white Hunan skirts.There is only a section of water-blue silk sash tied around the waist, and there is no jade pendant or sachet to hold down the skirt.When walking, the silk sash flies up with the wind, fluttering.Reflecting the shadow of the whirling trees under the bright moon, it is really pure as a fairy.

Yao Ximu followed her into the house, and had no plan to stay overnight.But Wu Yanmei pursed her lips and smiled, and said in a low voice: "Didn't Xuanfeng Envoy tell you, Young Master, before you came?"

"Explain what?" Yao Ximu was at a loss, recalling that day, Jin Dacheng only asked him to win Wu Yanmei into the top three, and did not say anything about the rest.He felt a little strange, suddenly suspicious, looked at Wu Yanmei, and said, "Did he tell you anything?"

The room was quiet, and at some point, there were only the two of them.

Wu Yanmei took a wine glass from the table, handed it to Yao Ximu's mouth, and said in a coaxing tone: "Master, I will tell you when I drink it."

"Just drink." Xi Mu smiled nonchalantly, took her hand, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Let the servant undress the young master first." Wu Yanmei's slender hand touched Yao Ximu's shoulder, and Yao Ximu sideways dodged, with a rare embarrassment on his face: "It's almost done, do you still have to do enough tricks?" ?" He looked around, grabbed a stool from the table, sat on it, poured himself a glass of wine, and said while drinking: "Sister Yanmei is tired all day, so don't bother thinking about coming to serve me Well, if Xuanfeng envoy asks about it afterwards, I promise to help you round it." He winked at Wu Yanmei: "Don't worry, rest early, I'll be outside."

Wu Yanmei had never encountered such a straightforward rejection, she stared at Yao Ximu in astonishment: "Young Master, you really don't know?"

"I don't know what?"

"Don't you think that Xuanfeng Envoy just wants you to send Yanmei to the top three?"

"Then what else?" Yao Ximu was even more surprised, and his tone was dissatisfied: "Isn't it because he wants to play tricks on me? He also wants to drag you into the water."

Wu Yanmei stopped talking and looked at Yao Ximu in a daze.At the same time, a strange heat rose from Yao Ximu's dantian, like melting ice and snow, and slowly rushed to the limbs and bones.

"Not good!" Yao Ximu covered his heart, and said in surprise: "Unlucky Jin Mahayana! I..." The heat was steaming, floating on my cheeks, Yao Ximu was wearing a human-skin-mask, but I couldn't see what the redness turned into look.He couldn't speak anymore, he just focused on his luck to resist, the heat and true energy clashed, making it even more turbulent and majestic, almost pouring out.

Yao Ximu's waist softened, and he supported the edge of the table with both hands, gasping for breath.

"My lord." Wu Yanmei stepped forward a few steps to help her.

Yao Ximu yelled: "Don't come here!" He felt fierce and fearful of an abrupt beauty, so he softened his voice, stood up slowly, and tightly gripped the edge of the table with his fingers, trying to keep his tone as usual, but trembling uncontrollably: "Don't Come here...Sister Yanmei, don't come here...you're going to die..."

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and he urgently needed to find an exit, but he resisted, and fell out of the Anxiang Villa.He didn't want to touch Yanmei, she was irrelevant, not his antidote.

...Jiang Wanzhou, where are you!I'm dying!

hot...hot...too hot...

Yao Ximu's mind was almost blank, his breathing was scorching hot, his body softened into a river of spring water, flowing eastward unconsciously.

The flow is no longer moving, limp, and will soon become a stagnant lotus pond full of duckweeds.The ripples of the wind would also make him tremble, and the human-skin-mask was torn off by him at some point, revealing his true face like pearls and jade.

Jiang Wanzhou spent the whole night in Shengyuanfang.

He didn't drink alcohol at first, but now he raised his head and drank one cup after another.He drank in a hurry, choked on the wine and coughed.

Jin Dacheng stepped forward to help him calm down, chattering: "Young master, the flowers bloom as long as they bloom, and you just have to call any beauty you like. Why do you put on such an appearance of being trapped by love, and drink so much wine?" Jiang Wanzhou's indifference made Jin Dacheng even more curious, and couldn't help but ask, "I'm surprised, you didn't fall in love with any of the beauties on our celebrity list. Who else would fall in your eyes."

"..." Jiang Wanzhou didn't answer him, but raised her head and drank another glass of wine.

Jin Dacheng didn't ask why, he took a few steps to open the door, pointed outside, it was a world full of jewels and emeralds, he couldn't stop encouraging: "My lord, look, the beautiful scenery on a good day makes life a joy." He counted with his fingers Shi Chen casually said: "It's not too much to be indulgent once in a while, Xiaomu is already in a celestial state at this moment, why should the young master treat himself so harshly?"

"Who? Which Xiaomu?"

"That brat Yao Ximu."

Jiang Wanzhou was already half-drunk, and when he heard him talking about Yao Ximu, she felt a stab in her heart.He frowned, thinking hard about something.

It was he who ordered Jin Dacheng to send Yao Ximu a good friend, so that he could harm others and not himself.

Jiang Wanzhou stood up abruptly, turned over the cup in front of her, and spilled the wine dripping all over the floor.His hands trembled a little because his heart was beating too fast.

Don't have feelings, can't have feelings.Just because of the word love, like a flood and a beast, like a quagmire, the more you struggle, the more you get stuck in it.

But why are you worried?Why would you drink here?Why do you feel like a thorn in your heart?

It was like seeing the sun through the clouds, his heart was clear, and the face of that person hung in his heart like the sun and the moon.No, I can't let him float like a fairy in the tenderness of others today.

Jiang Wanzhou stumbled and chased her out.

There was no one in the hall, all the rooms had been closed, Jiang Wanzhou ignored them, and pushed open one after another, looking for them one by one, but Yao Ximu was nowhere to be found, only a round of ridicule and abuse was found, some of those with a quick temper were disturbed, Chase out and beat people.Jin Dacheng followed behind, appeasing all the way, but became more and more excited.

The young master is quite drunk, so gaffe, who is it for?

Cold smoke, silver red, peach pink, smoky... Shadowy, soft smoke like water blocked the view, Jiang Wanzhou waved away, layer by layer.

The last layer, he didn't need to do it, the night breeze gently lifted it up for him.

He froze.

Yao Ximu was leaning on the railing, her long hair had been scattered, covering her whole body.As if sensing something, he unconsciously looked at Jiang Wanzhou, his eyes sparkling.

"Young master..." He called out in a low voice, like a butterfly covered by Jiang Wanzhou's sword light, with no retreat or return, almost pleading: "Help me... help..." He struggled and fell into the river In front of Wanzhou, she stretched out her hand to grab Jiang Wanzhou's lapel sleeves, her face was flushed with a drunken look, and her red lips were moist and full, trembling like peach blossoms in the wind.

Jiang Wanzhou's heart was moved, he watched him, helpless, there was nothing to do and no way out.

It seemed that he hadn't been taken advantage of by others, but luckily he didn't come too late, Jiang Wanzhou no longer hesitated, took off his outer robe, wrapped Yao Ximu round and round, and hugged him tightly in his arms.Randomly broke into the nearest courtyard and kicked open a door.

Jin Dacheng, who came later, looked at this scene and opened his mouth in disbelief. The aloof young master is actually a broken sleeve?It's nothing more than broken sleeves, but he actually had an affair with this kid.The things that happened a few years ago and the recent ones went through in Jin Dacheng's mind, and it was clear, no wonder, the young master has such a calm temperament, and the few times he lost his composure are all because of this kid.Jin Dacheng invited all the idlers to other places and closed the courtyard door. He touched his face and felt that he was so good-looking, but the young master didn't like it, so he was a little disappointed.

He didn't realize that he was old enough to be comparable to Jiang Wanzhou's uncle.

Jiang Wanzhou was unaware of Jin Dacheng's idea of ​​old cows eating tender grass. He was almost driven crazy by Yao Ximu, and the endless pleasure made him think that he had met a goblin. Will give such boundless happiness.

"...Are you trying to kill me?" He stopped, sweating profusely, raised his hand to hold Yao Ximu's cheek, unable to stop the kissing lips.

"Say!"

Yao Ximu's mind was blank for a long time, except for yelling, he couldn't utter a complete sentence.I had no choice but to turn over and ride on him, and responded to him with positive actions.

The little ghost fox under the jade rabbit lamp has finally grown into a big fairy who grinds his teeth, sucks blood and kills people like hemp.