Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, it was He Shi's birthday, and it was also our engagement banquet.

I can't let go of such a ready-made condition in Jiuyuelou. Anyway, put the food and wine there, and anyone who wants to come to the banquet can come. The whole Jiuyuelou had the most lively day. Although it didn't make any money, it also posted a lot , but I am happy.

My father and mother came late after the banquet, and almost forgot that today was my engagement banquet, and asked me what kind of crooked idea I had, and why business was so good.

I glanced at them and said that one day I will die, and it took you a few days to realize it, right?

They laughed and said no, they would leave earlier than me.

I didn't go into these questions any more, and led them to the main table for dinner.

There are red gauze curtains all over the building, red lanterns outside the building, and other people's red makeup, which is horizontal, but mine is erected, red makeup on the fifth floor.

From noon to night, adding vegetables made my flesh hurt, and I felt pain while being happy. The impression was quite deep.

When the blind dates finally broke up, I asked the accountant to calculate how much I lost.

He fiddled with the abacus, saying that it was offset with the gift money, and there was no loss and no gain.

I was happy, and said that's fine, the next wedding banquet will have two less dishes, maybe I can still make money.

Stretching contentedly, I walked upstairs, always feeling like I forgot something.Rubbing my temples, which were sore from drinking, I opened the door of He Shi's room, and I remembered.

Today is not my engagement party alone. I am so happy to eat, drink and have fun that I forget about the other party of the engagement.

I hurried over to apologize.

"Why did you come back at this hour? It's still early, go and drink your fill." As he spoke, he gave me a look and rolled over into the bed.

"Wrong, wrong, ancestor, isn't this happy? Birthday is auspicious, birthday is auspicious."

He ignored me, rolled up his quilt and shrank to the innermost side of the bed, the soft white silkworms cocooned, and he was not allowed to see.I took off my shoes and socks and climbed up, pulling at his quilt, trying to help him turn into a butterfly.

He avoided my hand, "Turn out the candle and go to sleep."

I begged, "If you don't give me a quilt, are you going to freeze your husband to death in the winter? Then you will be a little widow, and you will guard the archway for me in linen and mourning."

He was still indifferent, "I'm dry after drinking, I'm not going to be cold, Zhiyi, go to sleep, I've received so many important guests, I'm so insignificant, it's not worth your effort."

It's broken, I can't coax him with a few words, and I, Yiqiao, hold his quilt corner at a loss.

When people are angry, they have to do what they like, but He Shi is indifferent to everything, and he just likes something, and I can't buy it for him in the middle of the night.

What else does he like... what he can find at night...

Eh!Far away in the sky and close in front of his eyes, isn't he the one who likes me the most?

It's not that I'm shameless, looking at him from birth to today's eighteenth, the things he insisted on the longest are studying and practicing martial arts, and he said that these two things are done because he likes me and listens to me.

Rounding things up, isn't he the one who persisted the longest because he likes me?No need to round up, he just likes me the most.

Then I will give myself to him.

I ran out, picked up water as fast as I could, boiled it, took a shower, and then came back in a thin coat.I don't know how long it has been until now, and when I returned to He Shi's bedroom, he still maintained the posture just now.

I crawled to his side and stuck to him, before he could speak, he turned around first, the dim candlelight couldn't hide his red eyes.

He turned his head, "Who are you running to talk to—" Then he stopped talking.

My hair was still wet, my middle clothes were disheveled, and I was soaked by the water stains from the tips of my hair. It seemed that I was still holding a pipa and half covered my face. When I saw him sitting up, his eyes became redder, but it was another way of redness.

Enduring the cold, I leaned back on the couch, the water from my hair fell on my eyelashes, rolled down again, and slid down the bridge of my nose, just like his Adam's apple, rolling up and down.

I raised my legs a little, tapped my toes on his knees through the quilt, raised my upper eyelids to look at him, and made some artificial innocent expressions.

In recent days, Long Yang's scripts have been very popular in the city, but it's a pity that they were listed as banned books by the court in a few days.

For the sake of Jiuyuelou's business, I went to search for a few copies, and I was fascinated by reading them. The "seduction" in the book is written like this.

I think the writing is very good and effective, and He Shi's hands almost tear the quilt.

He hoarsely said, "Zhiyi, we are just engaged, not married yet?"

I don't care about those, I have grown up, what are you afraid of if you love me?

Me: "Then you don't want me?" As I asked, I poked my toes into the quilt more and more recklessly, only a little, and I knew he wanted it.

So he added more oil and vinegar, turned his head and stretched his neck, "Do you think I look good here? During the day, some customers said that the back of my neck looks good, but it's a pity that I'm not Kunze."

I'm talking nonsense, it's so cold in winter, and there are three layers of clothes on the inside and three layers on the outside, who can look where?But I'm going to talk nonsense, Qianyuan has a special affection for the back of his partner's neck, no less than the joy of lips and tongue, the joy of bed.

Like Qian Yuan and Kun Ze getting married, they will form a bond through glands and gnawing glands.Faith and incense are blended, and destiny is tied together.

But Zhongyong has no glands, let alone trustworthy incense, and can't even smell the exact trustworthy incense of the partner, so it can only form a false bond.

Let Qianyuan bite on the back of your neck, and the incense will melt into your blood, and over time, Zhongyong will be dyed with the smell of Qianyuan Xinxiang from the inside out.

Pseudo-deed means ownership, and possession.

Hearing me provoke him like this, he threw the quilt over, picked me up with one hand, pinched my neck, "It's not good, it's too empty."

Me: "Then you make him not so empty, okay?"

I feel him rubbing the back of my neck restrainedly, but the more restrained he is, the clearer the callus of his thumb becomes.

His voice became even hoarse, and he encroached on my territory word by word, "I made him less empty, and if you show it to others, they will think it looks better."

I couldn't hold back, smiled, and told him, "I'm kidding you, I won't show it to others, I'll just show it to you."

I raised my head and kissed his red ears that revealed my shyness, "I'll show you everywhere, can you stop being angry?"

The sudden heavier breath gushed behind my ears, and I turned around again, raising my arms to wrap around his neck, "Can you see it like this?"

It's all in this atmosphere. If he doesn't go to the next step, I have to wonder if he has learned Japanese ninjutsu.

His hand finally moved a position, pinched my waist, and in an instant I became lying on the couch.His fingers scratched the back of my neck in a circle, which was painful and itchy, and then the teeth penetrated the skin, and a faint fragrance came.

I know that if I were Kunze, what I smell now would be an unusually strong breath, but it doesn't matter, I can feel his fiery breath, trembling with excitement, and his arm that is strangling me sorely.

Of course, there is also a pair of cold plums standing proudly in the snow.

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I'm sorry I had too many things to forget yesterday