Wearing a pheromone to become a fool

The night came again as expected.

Qu Jinying was really sorry, and proposed to take turns sleeping on the floor with Wei Yansi.

Wei Yansi was very determined, and still gave two choices, either Qu Jinying slept alone, or they slept together.

Qu Jinying still chose the former.

Wei Yansi was injured again.

She steadfastly used the ground as her bed and fell asleep quickly.

But Qu Jinying was more awake than daytime, when she closed her eyes, all she saw and heard in Du Qizhi's room.

She thought that the picture album given by the foster mother was bold enough and shameful enough...

No, can't think anymore!She forced herself to stop, but these pictures and sounds were completely uncontrollable, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

In the late night of early autumn, with large beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, she was so hot that she was almost out of breath, like a drowning person thirsting for half a piece of driftwood, she opened her eyes suddenly, sat up and gulped respite.

He covered his heart with his hands, trying to suppress the violent beating in his chest.

"Jinying?" Wei Yansi woke up leisurely.

Qu Jinying was taken aback and let out a low voice: "Ah!"

Wei Yansi lifted the quilt, tentatively walked to her couch: "What's wrong with you?"

"I... I'm fine."

"not comfortable?"

"no……"

"Have you had a nightmare?"

"...Mmm." Qu Jinying raised his eyes, looked at Wei Yansi's hazy figure outside the curtain through the silvery moonlight, and saw her white, fat fingers with distinct roots, gently pushing aside the bed. curtain.

Afterwards, she bowed and leaned into the small half of her body, a pair of bright black pupils were as bright as stars.

Qu Jinying's heartbeat was out of control again, pounding, pounding.

She grabbed the skirt of her shirt tightly.

"Tell me about your dream?" Wei Yansi's voice was clear and clear, as if she was afraid of disturbing something, which made her extraordinarily gentle and became a beautiful part.

Qu Jinying enjoyed the beauty she gave, gave up her inner struggle, took the initiative to hold her wrist, and pulled her to sit beside her pillow.

"I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."

It has been two full months since Qu Jinying took the initiative last time.

Wei Yansi clearly remembered that that day was the Hungry Ghost Festival, when the Red Lotus Cult rebels were making trouble by the Shuiyue River, Qu Jinying also held her wrist tightly and asked her to follow her back to Yongyi Hou's Mansion.

At that time, she was afraid of hurting Qu Jinying, so she only left two words: "Don't worry."

Now she also said to Qu Jinying: "Don't worry, it's only you who don't want me."

Until you know my true identity...

There was mist between Wei Yansi's brows, and she looked a little lonely.

Qu Jinying only thought she was joking: "Then tell me why I don't want you."

"That's it~" Wei Yansi dragged on, half serious and half mischievous, "I can't tell you right now."

The night was as cool as water, her voice was low and soft, like a small stone thrown into Qu Jinying's heart lake, plopped and splashed a burst of ripples.

Qu Jinying didn't know where to put her throbbing heart for a while, tentatively attached her warm fingers to the back of her hand, then slid five fingers into her fingers, squeezed a little harder: "But I lied to you I'm concerned."

Wei Yansi paused slightly, her spine straightened first, then softened, her shoulders relaxed, and she leaned firmly against the head of the bed.

There was no candle in the room, only the silvery moonlight, illuminating her obscure facial lines.

Qu Jinying thoughtfully tucked the pillow into her back: "Relying on it doesn't hurt anyone."

"That's right, my queen knows how to love people more and more."

"You're talking nonsense again!" Qu Jinying said loudly unconsciously, but also belatedly showed embarrassment.

Wei Yansi woke up from the dream, laughed and said: "It turns out that you are angry with me because of this in the daytime."

"I'm not angry with you." Qu Jinying sat up straight, leaning against the head of the bed with her, and accidentally touched her arm with his shoulder.

A small touch exploded in Wei Yansi's heart like a thunderbolt. Her fever period just entered the susceptible stage today, and her canine teeth itch and swelled all day. impulse.

At this moment, the orphans and widows are sitting together on the head of the bed, listening to each other's shallow breathing, as well as their own... the sound of their heartbeat like a drum beating.

She was really afraid that Qu Jinying would listen to the heartbeat and see her fantasies, so she moved a little to the side.

It's just that their hands were still clasped together, and their small movements touched Qu Jinying's heart.

"You can leave if you want." Qu Jinying withdrew his hand, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and his words were extremely merciless.

Girls' feelings are always poetic, Wei Yansi didn't want to be the heartless person who doesn't understand the style, so she lied to her: "My legs are numb, just move, there is no other meaning."

"Liar."

Wei Yansi said simply: "Unless you drive me away, I won't go anywhere."

"I really chased you away."

"Duplicity," Wei Yansi put his ear against her chest as if he was in a ruined temple, and listened carefully to her sudden heartbeat through a layer of softness, "You clearly say in your heart that you can't bear to part with me."

"You're playing a rascal again!" Qu Jinying hastily pushed her head away, messed up her bundle of hair, didn't care too much, grabbed the quilt and hugged her in her arms, with a pitiful look of defending her innocence to the death.

Even if an honest gentleman sees her, he can't help but want to bully her.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Wei Yansi slowly leaned closer to her, and when he put his hand on her cheek, he swallowed: "You messed up my hair, but you will be punished."

Wei Yansi pointed to the top of her head, and skillfully pulled out her hairpin. Her long, smooth hair flowed down like a stream, flowing over her ears, over her shoulders, and finally stopped and swayed lightly around her waist.

Qu Jinying was obsessed with watching her, her heart was slightly hot, and she looked away in a panic. For a moment, she looked at her again as if unwilling, the light in her eyes was beating, excited and timid.

This inadvertently gave Wei Yansi a blow, the Lord of the World failed in molesting his concubine, and was defeated instead.

But the face must always be decent, not to show timidity, Wei Yansi spread out her hand, with the wooden hairpin lying in the palm: "I will punish you to tie and comb my hair tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he tried to take back the hand that was sticking to Qu Jinying's face. With a slight movement, the wrist was held instead, and the force transmitted gently pulled her forward. Before she could react, there was already damp heat on her lips. The tactile sensation is gone in just one click.

The touch of lips is so beautiful, it is almost unreal, and the water moon mirrors the flowers, as if it has been a lifetime.

Wei Yansi's soul flew nine days away from the Milky Way, her feet seemed to be stepping on soft clouds, she didn't dare to use force for fear that it would break if she stepped on it, and she fell down on the clouds until Qu Jinying called her, She blinked vigorously, and her misty eyes finally became clear.

The first sentence he spoke was: "Did you kiss me?" There were surprises, joys and apprehensions in the words.

"...No...no." Qu Jinying talked nonsense, regretting the frivolous behavior just now, which is not something a boudoir woman can do, but the atmosphere is beautiful and the affection is strong, she just moves according to her heart.

Anyway, now she wanted to find a gap to get into, so she shook off the quilt, lay down in a numb state, twisted her head, and buried her face in the pillow.

Like a child who has done something bad and avoided responsibility.

Wei Yansi was puzzled, the place where she was kissed was right on her plump lips, she tapped it with her index finger, and was surprised that there was still a little water on her lips, which was cool on an autumn night.

Her wandering thoughts gradually came back, and she realized a serious problem - she was the one who was taken advantage of, so why is it that Qu Jin's image was bullied by her for no reason?

Whether it can be done or not is related to the dignity of the lord of the world, she must ask clearly.

She tugged on Qu Jinying's quilt, but the other party didn't move, then she pulled it again, but the other party still remained motionless?

Come on, let's lie down after leaving the palace and learn to pretend to be dead.

Wei Yansi admitted it, got off the couch and lay down on the floor. Just after laying down, her moist tongue unconsciously licked her lips, and tasted a taste sweeter than honey. The aftertaste was long and went straight to the bottom of her heart.

Afterwards, he secretly scolded himself as a hooligan.

She shook her head, worked hard for a long time, and finally entered the sweet dreamland. In the dream, she took the initiative to kiss Qu Jinying's small mouth, like sucking honey, and refused to let go for a long time. It's the warmth and sweetness swirling around.

No wonder the emperors in the past were always overwhelmed by beauty tricks and bedtime affairs, and were willing to tease the princes, but also lit the beacon fire to make the beautiful women smile, maybe they just wanted a kiss.

With a loved one by his side, life in the cottage was not too difficult. Wei Yansi and Qu Jinying spent another seven or eight days safely flirting.

In the early morning of this day, the sky will break, and the east will turn a few pieces of white belly.

Light, wrapped in noisy voices, broke into the room through the window paper.

Wei Yansi had a good night's sleep, sat up contentedly, stretched her waist, rubbed her sleepy eyes, turned to look at the tightly closed bed curtain, and could vaguely see the person inside, slowly turned over , like a royal cat sleeping late on the corridor outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, rolling its white and fat belly and begging to be bullied.

Wei Yansi hadn't pet the cat for a long time, her heart was itchy, her hands were itchy, she walked forward eagerly, opened the curtain and lowered her eyes, seeing Qu Jinying's face powdered from sleep, and her long hair disobedient, cover Live on one side of Qu Jinying's face.

There is a kind of beauty that still holds the pipa half-hidden.

Wei Yan thought, if it weren't for Geng Wangshu, the dog who suffered a thousand knives, to kidnap Qu Jinying, this girl would have woken up on her dragon bed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

She also bent down logically, stole some incense from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Wait for me, I will come back to you in the morning after the rain, and take you to the imperial garden to fly a kite."

At that time, Qu Jinying responded from her nasal cavity with an ambiguous: "Yes."

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, Wei Yansi's throat rolled with difficulty, resisting the desire to kiss Fangze, he stretched out his hand to pinch Qu Jinying's earlobe, as if pinching a piece of white and soft cotton candy, and when he let go, there was still water floating on it. There is a small red mark.

"Hmm." Qu Jinying pouted her moist mouth, accusing her of being rude, but her eyelids were still squinted, and her eyelashes were fluttering like butterfly wings.

Wei Yansi said softly: "It's noisy outside, let's go out and see what's going on."

Qu Jinying moved her eyebrows to the middle, extruded a few thin wrinkles, and muttered: "There will be no good things in the bandit's den. Maybe they kidnapped a rich businessman again, and they are cheering for joy."

The author has something to say: I just remembered that I forgot to send the red envelope I promised you the day before yesterday, ahhhh, go now