Republic of China drama

Lu Qingying had expected everything, but she never thought that this girl would never forget.

The lie came to his lips, rolled away, and swallowed again.

It's easy to lie to people for a while, but once you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to cover it up, which is laborious and laborious, and you will lose many years of life in the long run.

"So you remember it all."

After careful consideration, Gu Qingying chose to say this.

First, he admitted that she also remembered, and second, he made it clear that it was her that night.

Jiang Wanwan's pupils shrank slightly, and it was difficult to suppress the throbbing in her heart: "Then, you saved..."

Lu Qingying seemed to inadvertently press the deep part, and the girl was speechless.

"That's not to say, the carriage took you for a while, and the servants thought it was troublesome to travel, so they threw it to the theater building that someone asked for by the roadside."

A pair of soft and small bracelets came up around her waist, and Gu Qingying knew that the girl didn't believe it all.

If you have time to work hard to rescue, there is no need to leave people behind.

She didn't even believe it herself.

Finally told a lie.

There was impatience in Lu Qingying's brows and eyes, who knew that there was so much to say about the originally wonderful spring night.

She tried her best to cover it with a few simple sentences: "I wanted to say it after the fact, but now it seems that it is better to explain it clearly."

Jiang Wanwan's eyes were stained with the hazy moonlight through the gauze curtain, and her pair of pupils looked at Lu Qingying. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything clearly, but it still made her heart tremble.

Called Lu Qingying almost unable to speak the words.

"You don't have to expect anything from me. I'm not a good person. I've had a few lives in my hands." Even though those who died were devoid of conscience.

"Furthermore, I have other people in my heart, and I have a fiancé. Women are just for fun and a little hobby. I have met more people than the whole Baihua." Although the first half of the sentence is false, the second half is true.

"The last point, Wanwan, I probably won't talk about love in my life."

Complete truth.

To deal with those women who want to give their sincerity to her, it is enough to say a few cold words. They are all in the court of romance, and their attitudes are well known to each other.

But this girl is only focused on the kindness she wants to repay, and there is still a faint trace of affection on Gu San, so she has to tell her the truth.

Jiang Wanwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, like fluttering butterfly wings, full of grievances and disbelief, she tried hard to swallow them all: "...OK."

What Gu San needs is a obedient woman who has no curiosity.

She wasn't, but pretended to always be.

"I will be paid for the time lost in talking."

Lu Qingying's palms were slippery, she turned her over, and stopped looking at that pity-provoking face.

Jiang Wanwan was forced to turn her back, and the tears just flowed out of her eyes, streaked across her eye sockets, trickled into her temples and soft pillow, and smudged.

Gu San is Gu San, a veteran of Fireworks and Willow Lane. The little girl's thoughts can be pinched in a few words. died on the shore.

The third lady does not lack these.

Over time, she gradually bloomed to the extreme, shaking like sifting chaff, picking up an ear of golden and ripe wheat at the time of planting, and her whole body became hot with excitement.

Still in the aftertaste, her thinner body was hugged by Gu Qingying and pressed into her arms.

"Just bear with it, Gu San's reputation is bad, and he has been wandering under the peony flowers until he grows old, that's enough."

She spends money and praises, Jiang Wanwan sings operas, and takes people to accompany her. The relationship is very clear, and there is nothing else to develop.

After the words fell, Lu Qingying took advantage of the situation again, this time, it was different from the previous ones.

Jiang Wan turned into a puddle of water, lying in Gu San's palm, allowing her to slaughter her, gently rubbing and rubbing slowly.

She curled up like a meat caterpillar poked with a twig, and the feeling that had just dissipated came back again, intensified.

In the end, I couldn't count how many times I went back and forth, and my whole body was exhausted, and my hands let go of the bed that I was holding tightly, leaving only a wrinkle.The girl took deep and shallow breaths, and Lu Qingying got up and turned on the light, and gently pulled her over.

The night light was weak, Jiang Wanwan's eyes were still squinted, trying to adapt, her long eyelashes like cattail fans blinked a few times, there was fine sweat on her forehead, and her cheeks were flushed and blurred.

After tossing, the lip color is even brighter than before, like red berries waiting to be picked on the tree.

Lu Qingying withdrew her hand, and flattened it for her to see.

It is slender, and it is moistened with cream every day, and more importantly...

"After soaking in the water for a long time in the bath, this is what your hands look like, isn't it?"

How can such a thing be said on the bright side...

Jiang Wanwan's mind flashed the Erhuang Rocker in "The Romance of the West Chamber":

"Look for someone who is drinking and hanging out as soon as possible,

From now on, the moon will be dark and the clouds in the west chamber will converge on Wushan Mountain. "

The only thing they have in common is, Merry.

A bone-chilling wind.

And Lu Qingying realized that she hadn't had such fun for a long time.

Knowing that I can't bear it anymore, I can't stop it many times.

The girl's glass of pure water has already been drank thoroughly, she is blushing, she doesn't even need to put on another layer of red rouge, she looks like she can't bear to end the pleasure, but she still cares about it. Three, take whatever you want.

I thought I could still enjoy the blush, but Jiang Wanwan suddenly raised her hand purposefully to unbutton the cheongsam on Gu Qingying's body. Taking advantage of her dazed effort, she unbuttoned the second one in succession, and her wrist was finally grabbed fiercely live.

Lu Qingying's brows and eyes flashed fiercely, half-truth and half-false, but it was enough to scare the little girl: "No one has ever touched this second button."

Jiang Wan wanted to do the same thing, but something went wrong.

"You...you don't need it?"

There was a dull pain in her wrist. She was afraid that she would really offend Gu San, so she softened her body first: "I don't know about this, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." Lu Qingying let go of her, her voice was still cold, like the Lengxiang wrapped around her body, "Later tomorrow, I will take you to Ruifuxiang to pick out clothes, earrings, watches, what do you want? It's all on my account."

Ruifuxiang?

It was a place where rich people went. Even Dou Xingui was reluctant to go there to buy the lowest-end clothes, jewelry and watches. She had never thought about it before...

Just as Jiang Wanwan was about to refuse, Gu Qingying stood up with her elbows propped on the bed, and roughly adjusted the cheongsam.

blurted out: "You want to go?"

Gu Qingying went to pick up the coat on the Huanghuali chair, a lock of hair fell to the end of her eyes, she raised her hand to push it away, raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise?"

Jiang Wan was at a loss for words.

She forgot that sharing the same bed is something that husband and wife do, it is a fate that has been cultivated for several lifetimes, it is not a deal.

After holding back for a long while, he said, "Good night."

Lu Qingying seemed to be smiling, it was so shallow that she couldn't even touch the bottom of her eyes.

"Have a good dream."

The woman strode long and disappeared at the door, taking away the lingering fragrance and leaving the room in chaos.

Jiang Wan turned on the night light before she dared to take a long breath.

She put her wrist close to the tip of her nose, and sniffed carefully, her body was also smothered with the fragrance of Gu Qingying.

Just now she glanced at the foreign watch, the time had passed, her waist seemed to be bent, like a torn brocade, she felt much more tiring than practicing kung fu.

It's really comfortable to live comfortably, the attention has been drawn to other places, and Gu San will not force others in this regard, and is not reckless.

Jiang Wanwan endured the soreness in her body and turned over, lying on her side and closing her eyes.

If I use reason to persuade myself, she doesn't have much strength left at the moment, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to stand upright and walk, so I will sleep first tonight and clean up tomorrow.

The deeper thought was that she wanted Lu Qingying to leave a longer trace.

A handful of moonlight streamed from the cracks in the gauze curtain, she let go of her thoughts and thought, where would Lu Qingying go to sleep in such a deep night, in a house full of nine twists and turns?

Loneliness will always ferment some things, and she uncontrollably thinks back to those embarrassing actions, those wandering and provocation... Suddenly, when she realized something, her heart became cold again, and she fell completely to the bottom.

From the beginning to the end, Miss Gu San didn't seem to have kissed her with her lips.no matter where.

She should have known herself.

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