Fourth Master Reborn Little Curly Hair [Boys Over Flowers]

Meizuo's residence is located on the east side of the main hall, which is an independent wooden pavilion.The pavilion has two floors. In addition to the indoor martial arts field and training ground, there is also a party hall on the first floor; the second floor is Meizuo’s private space, with a Japanese room layout, partitioned by paper doors, and full of tatami mats.

After the ceremony, Yaskawa Luolan was brought here surrounded by a group of maids, let them take her to the bathroom to take a bath, let them wrap her body layer by layer in a kimono, let them rub her hair on her face From the beginning to the end, she lowered her head, forcing herself to remain calm even though the waves in her heart were like a hurricane sweeping across the sea, neither looking nor asking nor speaking.

In the end, a maid put on her a cap-like cape, which blocked her sight and also blocked the desolate sadness in the depths of her eyes that came from the depths of her soul.

After going through a long corridor, she was brought into a Japanese-style room. The maids put a tray containing two empty wine glasses, a bottle of sake, and several plates of snacks on the table, and then stepped away quietly. .

Creak... The paper lattice door was closed, and the room was silent.

After a long silence, An Chuan Luolan slowly raised her head, her eyes were facing the papered door, on which was her own shadow printed, and after so much tossing, she finally saw her appearance clearly.

Her long hair was tied up into a traditional bun, with fan-shaped hairpins inserted between her black hair, and she was wearing a Japanese-style gown. This style was very unique, as if... her eyes froze suddenly, a ripple appeared in her eyes, and she raised her arms , staring at the wide sleeves with wide-open eyes—white, white. replaced.

After a while, she bit her lip and blurted out the three words "Bai Wugou", how could it be Bai Wugou, how could it be Bai Wugou, the bridal dress that every girl dreams of.

An Chuan Luolan fell weakly on the tatami, staring blankly at the wine glass on the table, the bloody smell in his mouth seemed to become more intense.

She drank the wine mixed with his blood and her blood in front of the shrine, and announced what, she didn't want to guess, and she didn't dare to guess.

With this white body on her body, she didn't have to guess or think about it, the answer was clear at a glance.

Although the ceremony is simple, it is also an oath before God.

The wine on the table should be used to drink the wine. If it is to marry a wife, this is the most important procedure. It should be carried out under the blessing of relatives and friends and under the witness of God. Now it is moved indoors because she is not a wife.

If she is not a wife but wears Bai Wugou, then she can only be a concubine... There is a complete initiation ceremony, but she is still a concubine, a concubine who has no status, no dignity, no freedom, like a plaything.

She was so self-righteous and naive.

Meizuoling, this man who appeared in her life like a god, brought her not hope, but despair.

All of this is what she asked for...

In an instant, An Chuan Luolan seemed to hear a series of shattering voices from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body seemed to sink into a icy abyss, so painful, so cold... She lost, completely lost, her world Completely collapsed.

The corner of Anchuan Luolan's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled.

Quietly, the eye sockets are moist;

Gently, a teardrop falls;

Silently, he closed his eyes... like a sacrifice, quietly waiting for the moment to be sent to the altar.

Misaku opened the door, and what came into his eyes was the smile on Yaskawa Luolan's lips, the tears on his cheeks, the despair and sadness all over his body... Time seemed to stop at this moment, Misaku's feet were fixed like a thousand pieces of gold, he couldn't look away, couldn't Breathing normally, he watched quietly and listened to the weeping and silent complaint from the depths of the soul of the woman in front of him.

That kind of emotion that had never appeared in his dictionary - "guilt" grabbed him tightly, and suddenly felt extremely dry in his throat, and his chest felt tight, and his heart felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Perhaps after a long time, Yaskawa Luolan slowly opened his eyes, followed the sight that fell on his body, his eyes were dead silent, without any color.

Misaku suddenly withdrew her gaze, touched her nose unnaturally to cover up her gaffe, and at the same time showed her usual smile, walked into the Japanese room unhurriedly, knelt and sat on the tatami mat, at the same time, pressed her hand somewhere under the table, and the tatami mat The table slowly sank, and he put the things on the table not far from his side, so that the two sat facing each other without any barrier.

Inadvertently, Misaku glanced at the tightly clenched hands beside her, narrowed her eyes slightly, and then let out a low sigh, turned around and opened the low cabinet beside her, took out the medicine box, and grabbed her hand firmly. Arm, dragging her in front of him.

An Chuan Luolan reflexively wanted to retreat, but found that the opponent's strong hand was holding him back, and immediately gave up struggling, but what he showed was resistance, his eyes were closed, his red lips were biting tightly, and his body was tense.

Misaku took a deep look at her, opened Yaskawa Luolan's clenched hand, and grabbed the index finger with one hand. There was a knife cut on the index finger. He made it himself during the ceremony. It was not deep, and the blood had stopped a long time ago, but because The relationship between blisters, some redness and swelling.

Misaku frowned slightly, opened the medicine box, sterilized, bandaged... the movements were skillful, and the expression was serious.

After the dressing was over, Misaku did not let go of her hand, raised her foot and pushed the medicine box aside, stared at her, hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Yasuan Luolan, I'm sorry!"

Hearing this, a wave of tears rushed out of her eyes, and a series of tears rolled down uncontrollably, An Chuan Luolan began to struggle violently, she did not want her fragility to appear before his eyes.

Mei made a movement, Anchuan Luolan flew into his arms, a mixture of shower gel and male masculinity rushed towards his face, Anchuan Luolan's heartbeat suddenly froze, he didn't dare to move, he closed his eyes tightly, restraining his tears It kept slipping from the corner of her eyes, but she bit her lip without making a sound.

Meizuo didn't do anything else, just hugged Yaskawa Luolan quietly. After a long silence, he raised her chin and locked her eyes, "What happened today is because I didn't keep my promise. This is the Meizuo family. The place where the original family is, the only people who can enter here are the dead, except our own people."

Anchuan Luolan was stunned.

Misaku paused for a moment, seeing that Yaskawa Luolan had listened to his words, Fang went on to say: "Although the ceremony is unavoidable, after drinking that glass of wine, whether you like it or not, in this lifetime, you can only be My woman, it is destined that I will live and you will live, and I will die and you will die."

This announcement did not stir up waves in Anchuan Luolan's heart. On the contrary, a small voice kept reminding: Anchuan Luolan, don't be stupid. fact.

Meizuo wanted to say something, but Yaskawa Luolan didn't want to hear it anymore, he raised his eyelashes suddenly, and interrupted: "Master Meizuo, this concubine is not just a character who is bullied and crushed casually. It should be said If you let me live, I will live, if you let me die, I will die!"

Misaku choked, a look of sullenness appeared in her eyes, met her sarcastic eyes, an inexplicable irritability rose in her heart, and she couldn't help thinking and blurted out a sentence: "Don't drink the wine today, this concubine ceremony is not successful. Here is a gift for you." In a month's time, if you can conceive, let me fall in love with you, and pass the family test, I will marry you."

When he realized what he said, he didn't regret it, but felt a sense of relief.

An Chuan Luolan was startled, and finally looked at the man in front of her. The obsidian-like pupils were faintly visible, and the glaze-like light flowed. She read the unquestionable sincerity from it, her eyes were sour, "Really?"

"As long as you meet the conditions, I will marry you." Mei Zuo said.

I marry you... A warm current slowly flowed through her heart, and her heart, which was sinking into despair and sadness, suddenly dissipated because of these three words, her heart was touched quietly, and an indescribable emotion spread.

All kinds of lights flickered in the eyes, and finally calmed down, with a conclusion in mind.

A question arises in my mind, why?Unknowingly she asked.

"Today, my best brother became a father, so I wanted a son with all my heart. If you wish to have a son, I will just let it go. It is my fault that I forgot the family rules and brought you back to my family; it is my fault that I let you become a concubine; Giving you a chance is my compensation, everything depends on God's will." Mei Zuo replied unhurriedly.

Yaskawa Luolan stared at Meizuo's eyes, stretched out his hand, and carefully traced the sharp-edged facial contours of Meizuo, "Meizuoling, in terms of family background, you are the cloud and I am the mud; in terms of the background, you are the sky and I am the earth; In terms of appearance, you are a flower and I am a grass... All in all, I am not good enough for you."

She suddenly broke away from Misaku's arms, and knelt down opposite him, her voice raised and resounding: "I came to Tokyo with a desperate determination. Meeting you was an accident and my luck. Having a child for you is the price I should have paid. I have no regrets." No regrets. I, Yaskawa Luolan, have no family background, no background, no appearance... only a little pride and a little self-esteem, I will never be a concubine. Falling in love with you is really easy I can't escape and I don't want to escape, please give me your advice this month." She bowed gracefully.

Misaku fell back, a playful smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, "Let's wait and see!"

Yaskawa Luolan took a deep breath, stood up slowly, untied the silk belt around the waist of the kimono, and the heavy dress slowly slipped off, one piece, two pieces... Soon, the smooth and jade-like curves, The round and straight peaks, the creamy and smooth legs, and the looming black dense forest... She presents herself in front of Meizuo without reservation.

Then, she pulled out her hairpin, her long hair poured down like a black waterfall and fell behind her back, her face was stained with a touch of shyness, the strong contrast between black and white shocked the vision of Meizuo, he looked at it unscrupulously, his eyes were dark , but his expression remained unmoved, waiting for her next move.

Anchuan Luolan did not disappoint him, knelt down and moved to his side, grabbed his bathrobe with his small hand and pulled it lightly, the bathrobe fell apart, revealing a strong body without a single piece of fat, with only one sexy bullet remaining on his body Underpants wrap around his key points.

The pure masculine breath wrapped around the tip of her nose, and a blush quickly flew across her face, and the courage she had finally raised was lost in an instant, and she couldn't do anything about the seductive methods she heard from her classmates.

Mei Zuo smiled even more sinisterly, "Why are you afraid?" After speaking, he took her earlobe in his mouth and licked it back and forth.

The numbness made An Chuan Luolan's body tremble, his cheeks flushed, and he unconsciously revealed a mixture of purity and charm.

"Damn it..." Misaku let out a low growl, turning over and pressing her under her body, feeling the soft and uneven curves under her body, as if her whole body was on fire, without any hesitation, she buried her head in the white and tender bun on her chest , began to enjoy the feast.

The lights are mixed, shining on the intertwined bodies of the two, and reflected on the paper lattice door, witnessing the madness of this night.

The author has something to say: Meat! !Meat! ! ! ! !

In the next few chapters, the meat ensues.