female catcher

Fengyue Building.

Nangong Biluo returned to Fengyue Tower, the other courtyard was still in a mess, and the air was filled with the smell of wine.She looked at the rickety musical instruments and couldn't help laughing. Several drunken and unconscious girls still hugged the pillars of the pavilion and refused to leave.

The sight in front of her told her that she had missed a carnival.

Nangong Biluo walked to the wine table, picked up a small altar of unopened wine, opened it, put it under her nose and smelled it, the cold aroma of the wine made her fall in love with it, remembering that she was forced to drink it by Lu Sanniang A jug of wine, the sweetness of the wine still remains on the cheeks.

"Yangzhilu, Hantanxiang. They are all good wines." Nangong Biluo looked at the delicate wine jar in his hand, and saw the name of the wine engraved on the jar, which was the Hantanxiang that she had never drunk before.

The sound of footsteps came, and Ning Yan brought people to clean up the mess left by the banquet. Seeing that Nangong Biluo had returned, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing here tonight?"

Nangong Biluo was startled, as if he was thinking about how to answer.The nimble girl had already started to clean up the wine table in front of her, Nangong Bi Luohuang stepped back subconsciously, watching the wine table being lifted away, forgetting to put down the wine.

Ning Yan frowned deeper, and asked again: "Come to see sister?"

Nangong Biluo also came back to her senses, and said with a smile, "Yes, I miss her."

Ning Yan pursed her lips, Nangong Biluo was so frank, she didn't know what to say.The two of them, master and servant, met to return to the capital. She thought that the purpose of Nangong Biluo's coming was not that simple, but seeing her usual smile, Ning Yan's mood became complicated again, and it was hard to explain.

"Sister is in the room, you go up." Ning Yan stopped looking at Nangong Biluo, and directed the drunken man to go back.

Nangong Biluo also walked towards the main building. After walking a few steps, she stopped again and asked, "By the way, Miss Qin, are you familiar with Zhu Wuxin?"

Ning Yan's eyelids twitched, seeing that Nangong Biluo didn't seem to be probing, so she said truthfully: "I don't know her well, I have nothing to do with her."

"That's it." Nangong Biluo nodded, and then smiled again: "Speaking of which, I should say sorry to Miss Qin. The girl Shui'er has always been irritable and talkative, and she often comes to Fengyue Tower to bother her. Since we met, Miss Qin has been kind to her. taken care of."

"No need!" Ning Yan's expression turned cold, and when she realized that she had lost her composure, she sighed in her heart and said flatly: "She is a good person."

Nangong Biluo smiled softer, "I think Shui'er will be very happy to hear that."

She nodded to Ningyan to say goodbye, and did not stay any longer, but Ningyan looked at her back and frowned.

Like her sister, Nangong Biluo is becoming more and more elusive.

Fengyue main building, the third floor.

Nangong Biluo pushed away the familiar room, the room was brightly lit but there was no one there.

Didn't you say it was in the room?She thought about it, and even forgot to put the wine jar, she just wanted to find someone first.Based on her memory, she found the mechanism and opened it, and walked into the room within the room. The mechanism was locked after she entered. She fumbled for a while and couldn't open it. Study again.

Following the light, he entered a room that was no different from the outside. Yuxian was burning with light smoke, and the room was illuminated by candles into a warm orange.

In the scented candlelight, the person she wanted to see was sitting by the bed, holding a flower made of purple scarf and silk, staring down, unaware of her arrival.

Nangong Biluo unconsciously lightened her steps, the figure in the soft light, the closer she got to her heart, the softer it felt, as if joy welled up at the corners of her mouth, bending into the softest line.

Pulling, pulling, she draws closer.

Nangong Biluo walked in front of Feng Piaoxu, squatted down naturally, and put the wine jar in her hand on the stool next to her, she held Feng Piaoxu's hand holding the flower with both hands, raised her eyes and smiled. "What are you thinking?"

Feng Piaoxu came back to his senses, and smiled because of Nangong Biluo squatting in front of him. "I'm thinking of beating the drums to pass flowers. Sit down." She pulled Nangong Biluo to sit next to her.

Nangong Biluo stood next to her and took the flower out of her hand, "This is the one passed on? Ah, it's scattered." I wanted to observe it but accidentally scattered it.

"It's so stupid." Feng Piaoxu murmured, pulled the silk back, played with it himself, and laughed again, "It can be changed to a different pattern."

Nangong Biluo watched as she changed a piece of silk into patterns, her eyes fell on her side face, she frowned because of the mask, and softly asked knowingly, "Did you have fun tonight?"

"Happy, I have never been so lively with Yaohong and the others. Lu Sanniang is very good at stirring up the atmosphere, and Liu Yizhi sings well, but drinking is too hard." Feng Piaoxu stopped playing with silk scarves when it came to wine, Han Tanxiang Her stamina had come to the fore, and her head sank slightly.With cold fingers, she took Nangong Biluo's hand and spread it out, looking at the lines on her palm.

"Then have they ever drunk you?" Nangong Biluo asked again, her fingers wrapped around her cold fingertips.

"No." Feng Piaoxu raised his head to face Nangong Biluo, his winking eyes were like silk, and his breath was like blue, "No one can drink better than me."

"Really? Not drunk?" Nangong Biluo smiled deeper, looking at Feng Piaoxu's trembling eyelashes and red lips, she moved closer, her tongue was full of saliva but her mouth felt dry.

Feng Piaoxu moved his nose, and asked, "Are you drinking too?"

"Huh?" Nangong Biluo didn't react.

Feng Piaoxu had already spotted the jar of wine she brought, picked up the lid, and sniffed it. "Although Yangzhilu is good, it can't catch up with Hantanxiang. Try it, the treasure of Fengyuelou."

As she spoke, she put it in her mouth first, Nangong Biluo pressed the mouth of the altar. "Are you still drinking?"

"You drink." Feng Piaoxu handed the wine jar to Nangong Biluo's lips.

Nangong Biluo reluctantly took the wine jar, although she was worried about the strength of Hantanxiang's wine, but Feng Piaoxu looked at her, how could she refuse.He raised his head and took a big gulp, the wine also flowed down his neck, wet a lot of clothes.

"Oh, the hunting uniform." Feng Piaoxu got up and wiped the official uniform for Nangong Biluo. "It can't be dirty anymore, Nangong don't drink it."

Nangong Biluo pressed the wine jar to the side, and took Feng Piaoxu's hand, "It's okay Piaoxu, it's okay."

"Wine is good wine. If you want me to drink it, I will drink it with you and get drunk with you." She smiled as before, sincerely, wishing to give all the tenderness.

Feng Piaoxu's eyes trembled, she kissed Nangong Biluo emotionally, touched Nangong Biluo lightly, and then left, she took the wine jar and put it down, "Okay, but I'll go get two glasses."

She wanted to leave, but Nangong Biluo refused to let her go.She held Feng Piaoxu, and put her hands around her waist, so Feng Piaoxu couldn't move.

"Nangong?" Feng Piaoxu took her arm.

"Piaoxu." Nangong Biluo called out but stopped talking. She came here not only to miss, but also to ask questions.It's just that now she just wants to be close to Feng Piaoxu, and only wants to tighten her arms, so she does so when she thinks so.

Feng Piaoxu seemed to hear the sigh in his heart, and as soon as he obeyed, he straddled Nangong Biluo's lap, lowered his head and bumped into those clear eyes.

"Piaoxu, you are not drunk."

Feng Piaoxu wiped the corners of Nangong Biluo's mouth, "I won't get drunk."

"But—I want to be drunk."

Nangong Biluo grabbed Feng Piaoxu's hand wiping the wine for her, kissed the fingertips, and kissed the back of the fingers, as if kissing away the aroma of the wine, more like fermenting a richer wine.

Following the trembling in her heart, Feng Piaoxu held Nangong Biluo's face and kissed it.A deep kiss, the mask became an obstacle, she backed away, Nangong Biluo raised her hand to take off the mask, Feng Piaoxu pressed her hand down to cover her eyes, took a sip from the wine jar next to her , and crossed to the mouth of Nangong Biluo.

The cool fragrance of the cold pond in the mouth became hot, Nangong Biluo's throat moved, and his hands supported Feng Piaoxu's waist.

After a sip of wine, the wind drifted away, they looked at each other, panting, and saw the fire in each other's eyes.

"Piaoxu, you don't need to wear a mask in front of me."

However, Feng Piaoxu picked up the purple silk scarf soaked in the aroma of wine, wrapped it around Nangong Biluo's eyes, and kissed it again. Nangong Biluo also heard the sound of the mask falling off.

As if wanting to kiss all the wine that passed by just now, she entangled wantonly with her lips and tongue, she pressed the back of her head tightly, she hugged her waist tightly, the kiss deepened, the silk scarf was pulled tighter and tighter, her heart felt as if it was about to break free. The chest bulged out.

They didn't let go until they couldn't breathe anymore.Feng Piaoxu pressed the two sides of the silk scarf, and pressed his forehead against his forehead.Nangong Biluo raised her hand to move Feng Piaoxu's hands away.

"Nangong, I'm dirty."

When Feng Piaoxu's trembling voice came, Nangong Biluo's heart trembled. The hands on the back of Feng Piaoxu's hands did not move for a long time, and they were silent for a long time. Their breathing was still so close.

After a long time, Nangong Biluo let go of her hands, wrapped her hands behind her head and tied the silk scarf tightly, and then hugged Feng Piaoxu.Wrapping her waist with one hand, and hugging her with the other behind her head, it was gentle but seemed to hug her whole body into her arms, and she kissed Feng Piaoxu again.

While caressing her beautiful hair, she let the wind flutter her entire head of black hair, and only whispered a few words in her ear.

"Piaoxu, I want you."

This murmur broke all hesitation, Feng Piaoxu got up and blew out the candle with the palm wind, and the clothes slowly faded away...

……

The entanglement in the darkness is like a long-lasting fierce battle, not a fusion of water and fire, but more like two shocking currents passing through the mountains and then converging in the sky and the sea, colliding with the great harmony of life, for a long, long time——

In the end it was a long peace.

After everything calmed down for a long time, a figure got up from the hotbed.She carefully groped for the clothes on the ground and then lit the long-extinguished candle with her bare feet.

The light illuminated Feng Piaoxu's extremely charming face after going to Wushan, and there were many traces of ambiguity in the thin skirt. She turned her head to look at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, and walked over gently.

Nangong Biluo's hair was spread out, not a single strand of her body was covered, her body was covered by a quilt, her slender limbs were exposed, her neck was also covered with cherry blossom marks similar to Feng Piaoxu, her hands were raised beside her head, like a child sleeping soundly, meeting an immortal Scattering is useful, she will have a good dream.

Feng Piaoxu looked at her sleeping face, and kissed her lips with hooked ears and hair. Nangong Biluo was still swept by her long hair, twisted her body, and turned her face inward.

Feng Piaoxu showed a charming smile, pulled the quilt for her, lifted the clothes on the ground with her feet, dressed casually, and walked out of the secret room lightly.

The moon is still hanging brightly in the sky, and the long night has not yet passed.

Feng Piaoxu had already changed into her night clothes, tied her loose long hair into a high ponytail, and put a soft sword in her waist. She pushed open the window.With cold eyes reflecting the moon, she tied a black scarf around her face and went out through the window.

Day and night will soon alternate, and a graceful and vigorous figure is flying over the walls and heading for the Metropolitan Procuratorate.