Basheng Ganzhou

It is a distant but colorful memory, which has not faded in three years, but has become more vivid.

They saw spring in the city east of Xishan.

Begonias, camellias, and apricot blossoms all over the city, surrounded by colorful clouds, weaving a pink brocade for Jincheng.

Numerous literati and poets swayed folding fans, walking and stopping to enjoy the scenery of this prosperous spring.

The fallen flowers on the street are not swept away, and the camellias are in full bloom on the street.

The two stood on the street of Jincheng at noon, and they didn't find a single vacant house along the way.

All the inns in the city were full of people who came here admiringly.

Chuxiu urged, "Don't worry about it, let's go eat."

Wan Chengcheng shook the purse he had just robbed from the thief, and said, "You are injured, so you can only eat some vegetarian food."

Chuxiu was reluctant, muttered a few times, and agreed.

Chuxiu ordered a table of signature pastries, and they were delicious. The shopkeeper of the restaurant liked such generous guests, so he came over to chat with him with a smile on his face.

Chuxiu shook her legs and asked him, "What's going on here?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "The fireworks will be set off at Binshui River at night. There are all kinds of restaurants and shops along the bank. There will be many people there, and there will be many talented scholars and beauties. Tonight, the oiran of Jinlou will throw a hydrangea ball to choose a benefactor."

Oiran?

Chuxiu's eyes lit up.

Wan Qicheng secretly thought it was not good.

Sure enough, Chuxiu looked at him with great interest: "There is no inn, we can live in a brothel!"

At night, the Binshui Riverside is crowded with people, and it is almost impossible to move.

The fireworks are in full bloom in the air, reflected in the river, and Jincheng flowers are blooming on the banks.

More beautiful than flowers are people.

A platform was set up on the Binshui River, and the red silk on it was illuminated brightly by the lanterns.

In the middle is a beautiful woman in cool clothes dancing with her bare feet.

When Su Niang squeezed her waist and limbs, it was wonderful to return to the snow and dust.

The whole city is full of fragrance and beauty, and the pedestrians are all mesmerized.

At that time, Chuxiu was not tall, and she was tired of standing in the crowd.

Wan Chengcheng didn't watch the dance that attracted the souls of thousands of people, he carefully protected Chuxiu's left arm from being crowded.

Amidst the bustle and bustle, Chuxiu leaned close to his ear and shouted at him: "Ah Cheng, carry me up."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

He looked around and saw a one-, two-, and three-year-old girl riding on her father's neck and applauding.

He was short and put Chuxiu on his shoulders.

Wan Tengcheng is tall in stature, standing among a group of people from the Central Plains, like a young white poplar among mushrooms after the rain, with broad shoulders, Chuxiu sat firmly, and found this posture amusing, shouting loudly: " Ah Cheng, you are really strong."

Wan Qicheng bent his lips and said nothing.

As soon as the dance was over, the oiran picked up the hydrangea, winked and threw the hydrangea down the high platform very casually.

There was a commotion in the distance, and as far as everyone could see, a scholar stepped onto the high platform.

Chuxiu tugged at Wan Qicheng's hair, and Wan Qicheng put him down.

Chuxiu wrinkled her nose: "The oiran is not as good-looking as I am, there is nothing to look at, let's go eat something delicious."

Wan Chengcheng saw his thoughts at a glance: "It's just that I missed you, and you are not convinced."

Chuxiu: "..."

He took Wan Chengcheng's arm and said, "I have nothing to be convinced, it's just that I can't get a room where I can sleep without spending money."

Wan Chengcheng raised his lips and said, "Wherever you want to sleep, I can take you there."

He was indeed able to knock the owner unconscious and live in a house by himself. It was not the first time they did this kind of thing.

Chuxiu dragged him to buy sugar paintings.

Walk along the lively street all the way, happily eating and shopping.

Wan Chengcheng took a bite of the honey cake he handed over, and looked down at him: "Find a place to sleep, I didn't sleep well last night."

Chuxiu slept well last night without feeling any jolts, while Wan Qicheng didn't sleep all night.

Chuxiu wiped her hands and said, "Let's go to the brothel and smash a room with silver."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

Wan Chengcheng: "Why do you have to go to the brothel?"

Chuxiu: "I haven't been to a brothel yet..."

Xu is that the scenery of Jincheng is really intoxicating, the bustle of the night is really pleasant, and Chuxiu is in a good mood.

Wan Qicheng had just quarreled with Chuxiu and reconciled, but he didn't want to provoke him again, so he didn't insist on his principle of not entering the land of fireworks, and went with Chuxiu's wishes.

The rooms in this brothel are more scarce than inns.

Chuxiu counted two hundred taels of silver bills and knocked down the relatively quiet room on the top floor.

The Qinlou Chu Pavilion is the busiest at night.

No matter what your status is outside the door, you are a cheater when you enter the door.

Wan Qicheng's appearance is really outstanding. Although he is wearing common clothes, there are still many girls around him, wanting to stick to him.

He dodged with a cold face, and went upstairs with Chuxiu.

It was a somewhat vulgar room. There was a carved round table at the entrance, and there was a slump near the window. The window was closed, and the Binshui River was outside, and noisy voices could be heard.

Inside is a big bed big enough for three or four people, with thick cushions on it, hibiscus curtains hanging on both sides, red like a wedding room.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, Chuxiu sniffed it, but didn't take it seriously, and lay comfortably on the bed.

Wan Chengcheng sat at the table and took a sip of water.

Chuxiu stretched out her hand to him and said, "Help me untie it, it should be all right."

Wan Qicheng came over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Chuxiu lay on his lap and reached out to him.

The linen was untied round and round, Chuxiu looked at Wan Chengcheng's handsome face, and chatted out of boredom: "Ah Cheng, are you sleepy?"

Wan Chengcheng: "It's okay."

Chuxiu: "You've been with me all day and night."

Wan Chengcheng untied the cloth from his finger, picked it up to have a look, gently touched the scabbed wound, and said, "It's done."

"Well," Chuxiu said, "The medicine I prepared is very effective."

Wan Chengcheng didn't speak, and continued to untie the sackcloth on his palm.

Chuxiu was sleepy, closed her eyes and yawned, "Ah Cheng, I don't have the strength to wash my face anymore, wipe it for me."

Wan Qicheng said indifferently: "Don't wipe it."

Chuxiu: "I'm hurt."

Wan Qicheng lowered his eyes and carefully removed the cloth strips for him, and said lightly, "It's ready."

Chuxiu: "..."

His hands were released, and he put his arms around Wan Chengcheng's waist, closing his eyes and pretending, "Ah Cheng, you love me."

Wan Tengcheng lay back on the bed, rested with his eyes closed, and said, "It doesn't hurt."

After a pause, he said, "I called for the bath water, and I'll wait for you to take a bath."

Chu Xiu was listless: "Oh."

He was lying on Wan Chengcheng's stomach, feeling tired and sleepy.

He yawned, and when he was about to fall asleep, he called him in a daze, "A Cheng."

Wan Chengcheng ignored him.

When I woke up again, the bath water had already been brought into the house.

Wan Chengcheng stood at the door, and the obscene voice coming from downstairs was quickly shut out.

Wan Chengcheng looked at him and raised his chin in the shower.

Chuxiu sat up, rubbed her eyes, and untied her clothes.

But his right arm was injured, and although he took medicine, it still hurt, and he couldn't take off his clothes even after taking off his clothes for a long time.

He opened his arms, yawned again, and said to Wan Chengcheng, "Ah Cheng, undress me."

The water temperature is suitable.

The bathtub is also big enough.

He lay down beside the bucket and called Ah Cheng: "Let's wash together, and sleep after washing."

Wan Tengcheng suddenly felt his blood surge, and after a while, he went to drink a cup of cold tea, feeling a little more comfortable, took off his clothes, and stepped into the tub.

They have also bathed together before, and the two men are not so particular about it.

As soon as he came in, Chuxiu leaned over, lay on his chest, wrapped his arms around his neck, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said, "Ah Cheng, wipe my back."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

Before he came in, he felt dry and hot in his body. He drank some tea and suppressed it, and was steamed by hot water, which made it worse.

Chuxiu's body made him feel very comfortable, smooth and refreshing.

He put his hands on Chuxiu's back, rubbed them intermittently, and said in a hoarse voice, "Chuxiu, I should have taken an aphrodisiac."

Chuxiu: "..."

Chuxiu: "The one in the incense burner?"

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

His tone was cool: "You know?"

"That medicine has very little effect, it's just for fun, not an aphrodisiac." Chuxiu felt a little guilty: "I thought it was nothing to you..."

Suddenly there was a muffled sound on the east wall, and then a woman's lecherous voice sounded: "My dear brother, love me well."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

Not just before, Chuxiu just said this.

But when Chuxiu said this, he was so soft and refreshing that people only thought he was cute, which was different from this woman's vulgarity.

But even if it was tacky, Wan Chengcheng still reacted.

He wanted to get up, but Chuxiu was still on him.

He took a slow breath and said, "Chuxiu, I have to go out."

Chuxiu obediently got off him.

Wan Chengzheng just wanted to get up, but froze again.

Where he...

He sighed and said, "Do you have any restraint medicine?"

Chuxiu bit her rosy lips, blinked her eyes innocently, and said, "Yes."

Before Wan Qicheng could ask, Chuxiu pointed out the door and said, "It's all in this building."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

Wan Qicheng was angry with Chuxiu again.

Chuxiu was at a loss this time.

He has tasted medicinal herbs since he was a child, and ordinary medicines have no effect on him, so he really didn't take the fun incense in this incense burner seriously.

But Wan Qicheng is different, the young general has never encountered this kind of medicine before, who would dare to put such a low-grade thing beside him, and he has been smoked in this room for an hour, he is really in a bit of a mess now.

(...)

Wan Qicheng kissed Chuxiu's neck, his voice hoarse: "Chuxiu, are you comfortable?"

Chuxiu was deprived of the control of his body by desire, and woke up slightly from the trance. He looked at Wan Qicheng relyingly, with a pitiful and cute nasal voice, and said softly: "I just know, it's so comfortable, and we will often do this in the future." .”

Wan Tengzheng trembled in his heart, and buried himself in it heavily, he stuck to Chuxiu's ear, and whispered: "Of course what the master said is good."

The hibiscus tent is warm, and the spring night is spent.

On the second day, they continued their intercourse, without the effect of the aphrodisiac, but spent another day in bed.

After watching Jincheng, Chuxiu lay on Wan Qicheng's back and said with a smile, "I drove to Lingyin Temple and visited the West Lake."

The spring breeze is ten li, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and under the shade of the tree, Chuxiu is pillowed on his lap, saying: "You must wait for spring to enjoy yourself."