The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

Shen Duan.

Zhou Jing paused, then smiled: "Yes, Shi Qi is here, she should come back."

It's a good sign that the old friend returns in the wind and snow.

The servants at home saw that the old patriarch came in with someone on his back, bowing and saluting, not daring to look more? Qin Ji lay on her benefactor's back, feeling that she had seen this scene in her dream.

They often love to frolick in this courtyard. Their benefactor is extremely domineering, possessive and possessive. She made her face red in the face more than once in her previous life. Fortunately, she is the only one who has seen that kind of expression throughout her life. .

When I met the 19-year-old patriarch with both talents and looks, it was not love at first sight, but a long-term love.After getting along for a long time, this person advanced? My heart, and the best looks in Kyushu entered my eyes.

At that time, Lianzhou dreamed how good it would be for her Ah Jing to be a daughter, because she prefers girls, and she especially likes girls' graceful figures and various styles.

The affection like water is the softness and warmth that men can't give.

Qin Ji felt sour and sweet in her heart. She passed by a flower garden and thought of her and her past again.

Staring at the back of the man's head, the young, handsome and insolent patriarch stood in front of the steps with his beloved girl in his arms, teasingly appeared before the girl's eyes again.

Being hugged by her like that, with her legs imprisoned at her slender waist, even though she knew that no one would dare to disturb her in the morning, she was still so ashamed that she was about to cry.Forced to be helpless, she begged for mercy with extreme embarrassment, piercing the intimacy of her heart.

Qin Ji and her benefactor also had such an ambiguous posture.Not only has it failed, but it has also achieved the ultimate.

In her previous life, Lian Zhou had a thin skin and a strong sense of morality. She loved him so much that he was ashamed to hang out with her.After a few years of marriage, Li Shiqi knows no tricks. I still remember the first time in my life that I pretended to understand because of this.

Before he ascended the throne, Li Shiqi was an out-and-out woman, with exquisite picture albums and vulgar storybooks, look for her here, and find one.

Lianzhou entered the women's courtyard and lived in the same study with His Royal Highness Seventeen, and she was often tortured by her in this matter.

Seventeen takes pleasure in teaching bad Dean Shen's favorite student, but she looks serious and ignorant, and doesn't even worry about her brother Jing's bed.

Clean and pure white is Ning Lianzhou's background color from beginning to end.

The background color is translucent, gentle like water, I don't know how many times it has forced the people next to the pillow to get angry.

"benefactor."

Day Jing walked steadily with her on his back? The threshold: "What's wrong?"

It is a soft and clear voice, which is very different from when it is emotional.The benefactor when he is in love, his breath is full of provocative fire, lingering in hoarseness, it is really pleasant to hear.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to call you."

The man laughed happily: "Zhouzhou?"

"Ah."

"Zhou Zhou?"

The girl smiled dotingly, and kissed her snow-white hair: "I am here."

"Zhou Zhou." Zhou Jing gently put her down on the bed, propped her arms up, pressed her body down, and whispered to her ears: "If you call me like that, I will be eaten by the fox demon..."

The hairpin was pulled out, and the black hair scattered on the side of the pillow. Feeling the smell of vanilla that was close at hand, Qin Ji smiled slowly: "Here? You eat."

Relying on the passion and fire in his heart, Zhou Jing recklessly sneaked under the girl's skirt.

Qin Ji's cheeks were flushed red, far from the calmness she had in seducing her before.

She can't see with her eyes, whether she opens or closes her eyes, what she sees is the joy of her previous life and her benefactor. Well, the torture brought by the spiritual eyes has long been beyond what she can bear. replace.

The scorching hot breath hits the skin through the fabric, leaving aside the absurdity in the dream, she is still a virgin in this life, when she is suddenly approached, the reaction is not insignificant.

"You..." Her voice trembled: "Come out."

Seeing that he was about to be roasted, Zhou Jing turned into a little white fox the size of a palm with a slap, lying shamelessly on the girl's thin and tender thigh.

hairy.

Qin Ji, who is usually the most refined person, has the nerve to fish her out and bury her face in it? A soft pillow, breathless, looking along the spirit eyes, the little fox with pointed ears and the size of a palm is curled up with its fluffy tail in front of her. Pretending to be sleeping on her lap, she was ashamed and angry: "Benefactor!"

It's not good to continue teasing her, Zhou Jing poked his head out, and staggered on the girl's straight jade legs to the waist and abdomen, honest and well-behaved, with fox eyes full of aura.

Qin Ji's waist and abdomen are very sensitive, except for flirting, love, and joy, she rarely touches it herself.Now there is a cute little white fox squatting on it, she held out her hand shyly: "Come up."

A palm-sized little fox naturally wants to squat in the palm of his hand.

Qin Ji held her carefully, and when she thought of her benefactor and lover being held in the palm of her hand, her heart throbbed violently.

The big fox has the advantages of a big fox. It can sleep on its pillow, roll on it, and act like a baby.The little fox has the beauty of a little fox, especially so small that one hand can hold it, and when the fingertips lightly touch the fluffy pointed ears, the fox tail is raised comfortably.

"Zhouzhou, do you like it?"

"I like it. But how many times do you want to coax me with the same trick?" No matter how good these things are, I have experienced them in my previous life.

The thought of jealousy surged up again, Qin Ji's complexion turned pale, and her breath was faintly out of control.

The road of love is difficult, and every step is accompanied by love, desire, and sharp knives.

Images of her resistance kept pouring into her mind, a white light flashed, and the humanoid day scene kissed her lower lip: "It's different."

The sea of ​​evil gradually subsided, and the girl's voice became hoarse: "What's the difference?"

"In the form of a fox, this is the first time for me to get under your skirt."

In past and present lives, the only rascal was shameless.

After being startled for a while, Qin Ji was finally amused by her, her smile was tinged with unspeakable shame, and she hugged her sideways: "Benefactor..."

Day scene slowly caressed her thin butterfly bones, and after a while the girl fell asleep in her arms.She slid down her knuckles and touched every section of the spine carefully. She frowned: "Zhou Zhouqing has lost a lot."

The body was already slender and slender, but in just a few days, the two butterfly bones on his back were about to flutter and fly.

Her eyes were covered with a faint cyan, she was naturally beautiful, no matter how much she was spoiled, she seemed to have no damage to her face, but it was really heart-wrenching to look at.

Did you not rest?

Even the frequency of falling into dreams is less.

The way of love is difficult to cultivate, and the road of love is difficult to walk. Is she making Zhou Zhou feel embarrassed?

Zhou Jing didn't know anything about this, he could only hold his breath and hug her girl obediently.

After waking up from sleep, the sky was gloomy, and Qin Ji was being washed and washed by the waiter sleepily, sitting on the edge of the bed, dazedly being held by her ankles and put into her moccasin boots.

"I'll take you back after dinner."

"Back? Where?"

"Yuan family."

Qin Ji was in a daze, and after a while, she woke up completely. At that moment, she thought she had already become the benefactor's wife.

Streaks of heat rose on her cheeks, she refused to ask her to put on her coat, grabbed the belt, and said in a panic, "I'll do it myself."

Day scene curved lips, the standard bad fox seduces people with a smile.

"Don't laugh!" Standing up with a limp waist, Qin Ji lowered her head and fastened her belt, smoothing out the crumpled dress, fiercely.

The little Leng beauty has a fierce and aggressive appearance, which is very beautiful. Zhou Jing couldn't take his eyes away, and hugged her waist involuntarily: "You are my wife in the first place, in the dream, in the dream, in the past life, in the present life, and forever. Can't escape."

She likes to talk close to people's ears, Qin Ji couldn't resist, and panted softly in her arms: "This life, this life isn't it..."

Once entering the Tao, passion and desire collide in the blood all the time, the sensitive body feels strange, and the neck is flushed.

Zhou Jing smiled and stroked her long hair: "Sooner or later."

After being soothed by her intentionally for a moment, Qin Ji pushed her away annoyed: "You know how to play tricks on me."

Thinking of what she looks like, this person has never seen her before, and laughed again angrily, and found her in a cold body: "If you do anything else, your benefactor's wedding night will be spent in the study."

If you say you can turn your face, you will turn your face, but Zhou Jing loves her desolate and arrogant in this life so much, her small temper made her heart go numb, so she suppressed a smile and pretended to be cute: "Okay, I won't mess with you."

Qin Ji quietly raised the corners of her lips.

Day Xingtang came back from the palace? Come to look forward to the stars and the moon and wait to have dinner with my parents tonight, but my mother has a small appetite, and one bite of the prepared dishes will fill everyone up. She has no choice but to watch Dad sent A Niang back to Yuan's house.

It was windy and snowy outside, and she was wearing a cloak and looked at the back of the person walking side by side, feeling like she was traveling through time and space.

That year, standing on the city tower, she watched her parents leave Xunyang on horseback like this.

She was 15 years old that year, and had just taken over the power of the family from 'Daddy' and became the head of the new generation.

Now she is fifty or half a hundred years old, and she still wants to be a child in front of her relatives.

But she is no longer a child.

Auntie's attitude said it all.

She dispelled the loneliness in her heart, and smiled again on her face.

The Xunyang at night is bustling like a brocade, and it is more warm and cozy than in the daytime. Although the city is covered with wind and snow, it still can't stop the eagerness of men and women to have a tryst.

On the long street, the young people who fell in love hide the rare shyness in love with every frown and smile.

Men and women in Dazhou are open-minded, and they acquiesce in same-sex marriage. Walking on the street, you can occasionally see a woman hooking a woman's hand, enjoying the troubles in love shyly and brightly.

Qin Ji can't see these things.

What she saw were ribbons of different colors intertwined. Some ribbons bear romantic fruits, either mature or green, and some ribbons turn into silkworm cocoons, which bind themselves in cocoons, and the two phases suffer.

She was wearing a veiled hat on her head and a fiery red fur coat on her body. She stood in front of the house and looked at her sweetheart without blinking. .

My heart hurts slightly.

Love is ready to move.

Two lanterns were lit in front of Yuan's house, and by the lights at night, the young girl's pretty face was covered with frost: "Go back."

The servants respectfully stood a few steps away to greet their master, and Zhou Jing squeezed her fingertips reluctantly: "Really? I hope time can pass quickly."

Qin Ji was softened by her, her frost color faded, and she hugged her very tenderly: "I will miss you."

After being coaxed by her, Zhou Jing watched her being helped into the door by Huahong Liulu.

The night was cool, and Qin Ji couldn't help but turn her head to look, "Look?" What she saw was the benefactor with black hair and black hair, holding his beautiful wife and messing around on the swing.With a ruthless heart, she turned around and left the tormenting past life behind.

The deeper the love, the heavier the confusion.

This is her way.

In the same way, it was also her calamity.

See? Not broken.

It can't be broken.

Get deeper and deeper.

After entering the door, Qin Ji vomited a mouthful of blood, and leaned against the door, feeling ups and downs, trying to think about the romance and mutual dependence in their dreams.

The young girl let out a long sigh of relief.

Do you want to be severely possessed by your benefactor?

I want to experience the ecstasy of being hugged last time. I want to feel what I haven't felt in my previous life. I want my benefactor to love her completely.

There is no Shuiyu, no Ning Lianzhou, no past life, only this life, only the little girl who was rescued and loved by her benefactor in her dream!

Love is love, love is love!Can't tolerate others, not even 'myself'!

Why is there? Shuiyu, why is there? Ning Lianzhou?

Another mouthful of blood spewed out, and Qin Ji sat on the ground with a pale complexion, obsessed with love and evil, and tasted the bitter fruit.

"Fourteen? Fourteen?"

Xie Wenyan stood outside the door holding the prepared soup: "Fourteen, Auntie made sweet soup for you. You have lost weight recently, and you will be getting married in a few months. It's time to mend it. Open the door."

"Auntie."

The door opened and quickly closed again.

The girl stood outside the door with a faint smile on her snow-white face: "Mother, why don't you talk to me."

Her complexion looked really bad, and her breath was weak, Xie Wen raised her heart to her throat, and accompanied her to have a heart-to-heart chat in the corridor.

Watching her daughter sip the sweet soup she made, she worriedly said: "Fourteen, it's Ah Jing who treats you badly?"

The two are engaged, and she is much closer to Zhou Jing.

Qin Ji shook her head: "She's fine."

It was because she was so nice that I couldn't let go of that relationship.

However, the result of this life tries to overthrow the cause of the previous life, how difficult is it?Without Shuiyu, without Ning Lianzhou, how could she be what she is today?

Love and love are difficult to coexist, and love is evil.Can't think about it, cut it constantly, and argue about it.

It's ridiculous to say it.

How can there be any reason to compete with yourself?

But what Qin Ji cultivated was the way to compete with herself.

to the Tao.

to love.

The road is hard, and I don’t know how many times I have to break my heart to achieve a positive result.

She lowered her head to drink the soup, and the soup touched her lips, moist and charming. See? Xie Wenyan was surprised by her daughter's beauty. Since Shisi woke up, she seemed to be very different from before.

There is a kind of extreme sharpness in fine products.

Without waiting for her to think, Qin Ji said softly: "Mother, can you teach me how to cook? After marriage, I think she will eat the meals I cook every day."

When she said "after marriage", her eyes shone with pure and bright affection, like starlight and watery light, very beautiful.

Xie Wenyan suddenly realized: "Okay, Auntie will teach you."

"Thank you Ma'am."

She looks as cold as ice, but her heart is warm and sincere. Xie Wenyan was cold when she was young. Only after her daughter's cold heart burst out with warm enthusiasm Strike, snubbed Yuanci for 18 years.

Having sixteen children under her knees can't make up for the desolation of not having the first child by her side.

And the daughter she misses day and night, almost took out her heart and loved someone during her absence for 18 years.

The affection is soft and the love is deep.

If there was a choice, Xie Wenyan didn't want to see her daughter like this, so she hugged her shoulder lovingly and said earnestly: "Fourteen, I don't understand the relationship between you, but you are smart, you should have heard a word."

Deep love will not last, and wisdom will be hurt.

Too much is too much.

Qin Ji smiled: "Aniang, if it's not the ultimate, people can't praise it."

If love is half-hearted and half-hearted, how can it be called true love?Furthermore, the love affair between her and her benefactor was established thousands of years ago.

These words were obscure, and Xie Wenyan was at a loss when she heard them, but she was still a smart person. From what she saw at the White Palace Banquet, she realized that her several daughters had various backgrounds.

Jiuniang is, seventeen is, and fourteen is more.

The son couldn't help his mother, she sighed: "Do you want to make glutinous rice chicken? Mom can't sleep, so I will teach you now."

It wasn't too late now, Qin Ji nodded in agreement, and after drinking the last sip of sweet soup, she raised her eyebrows and smiled at the woman coquettishly.

With a smile, all Xie Wenyan's worries disappeared.

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