red butterfly month by month

"It was an accident! Ah Yue, listen to my explanation!"

……

There is no sorrow of parting and reunion after a long absence, just bickering as usual like meeting again after half a day, a pair of red figures walk side by side, one high and one low, the delicate red umbrella propped on top of the head is tilted downward, surrounded by red Butterflies fluttered and gradually merged into the wind and snow.

28. Butterfly dance under the moon

Kick, kick, kick, kick!

"If you kick it again, it will crack." Gongsunyue turned over a page of the account book, wrote down a sum in the total, and said without raising her eyes, "This wall stays there honestly and I didn't offend you. Why do you keep kicking it? .”

"One piece of paper, two pieces of paper, three pieces of paper and four pieces of paper, and the circles of copper coins make the butterfly lose its hair!" Mr. Butterfly covered his head and said, "Ah Yue, the butterfly is going to be bald after counting it!"

"If you don't pull it, you won't be bald." Gongsunyue dipped the ink, squeezed the tip of the pen left and right, and finally looked up at him: "Speak is the talk, don't stop your hands."

Mr. Butterfly sighed, holding his chin and said weakly: "At least let me have a cup of tea first."

"I drank tea seven times in half an hour. Just a reminder, drinking too much will lead to frequent urination and urgency. If it is serious, other obstacles will appear."

"Ah Yue! Don't challenge my manly dignity!"

"Oh, I accidentally forgot that you have this kind of thing. I'm sorry." Gongsunyue turned a page, fiddled with the abacus in her hand, and said casually, "But, what I said is Actually, do you still drink tea?"

"Don't drink!" Mr. Butterfly turned his head and hummed twice to show his displeasure.

Gongsunyue frowned: "Why don't you hurry up and do something?"

Mr. Butterfly collapsed on the table, squinting at the account book on the table: "There are so-so many!"

"The work that should be done is still there after a day's delay. Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!"

"The husband is weak, the men are sad, alas, just do it~" Mr. Butterfly sighed, leaning his head on the table to maintain the collapsed posture, holding the account book with his right hand around his head, and picking up the pen to smear again with his left hand.The posture is crooked, and there is no need for abacus, but the speed is much faster than Gongsunyue.

Gongsunyue glanced at him while she was busy, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth.

Catching Mister Butterfly to become a young man is not accidental.

Although Ruyi Villa belongs to a martial arts organization, it has gradually become a business-oriented business since its operation as a sea trade company. There are a lot of current accounts. At the end of the year, it is the same important thing to check the accounts. Even with the help of trusted subordinates, Gongsun Yue has to personally review the general ledger .

Accounting is cumbersome, but there is a certain butterfly who has been idle for a long time, stretching his head and flicking his head. Yue naturally has no reason to let go.

"Account, account, account, account, account, account, account!"

"What's going on?" Gongsunyue looked over helplessly.

Opposite the acacia mahogany desk, Mr. Butterfly, who is addicted to changing postures, has transformed into more than a dozen strange shapes in an afternoon, or leaning on the table, or climbing on the back of the chair, or hanging on the armrest. Eyelids twitched.Fortunately, his body is extremely flexible, like juggling, and he doesn't worry about tying his arms and legs into dead buckles.

"Ah Yue~" Mr. Butterfly elongated his voice and complained, "My hands are weak, my hands are sore, my feet are sore, and my eyes are sore. As long as you are willing to give me a little bit of comfort, even if my whole body hurts, I will be willing. What a pity you That's how shy it is!"

"Yes, what a pity," Gongsunyue put down her pen, picked up a red-patterned folding fan and walked over, "It will snow in the evening, this is the first snow of this year, I originally planned that you would finish this book and invite you to visit Watch the snow and admire the moon in the Huxin Pavilion, and have fun together.”

"Watch the snow and watch the moon with Ah Yue!" Mr. Butterfly sat up straight: "Just thinking about it makes me happy hahaha! Don't worry, Ah Yue, give me another quarter of an hour, and the pile of books on the table will definitely be cleared to a penny! "

Gongsun Yue nodded: "Good~"

Walking to the table, I picked one of the account books recorded by Mr. Butterfly and looked through it. I saw that the writing was organized and the accounts were clear. Even the handwriting was not affected by his crooked posture, and the pen wandered. Dragon, very neat.Gongsunyue flipped through the account book to the end and found no mistakes, so she casually took out a bamboo stick from the book, glanced at it, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

This set of bamboo sticks is engraved with the scenery of the four seasons. The one in Gongsunyue's hand is a bamboo stick. There was an inch or so of blank space on the glossy surface, but at this moment, people painted figures on the blank space with ink.The person in the painting stands under the bamboo and holds a fan to view the scenery, which is as perfect as the original picture.

The portrait is less than an inch, but it is meticulously drawn to every detail and is lifelike. It is very different from the painting techniques of the Central Plains that focus on artistic conception.Naturally, the figure in the painting is no accident, it is Gongsunyue herself.

Xu Shi has expectations in his heart. Gongsunyue described by Mr. Butterfly is independent and independent, and the spirit of purity almost comes out of the paper.

Gongsunyue played with the little bamboo sticks, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, suddenly thought of something, she reached out to take out the bamboo sticks from other books one by one, and sure enough, she saw her picture on each bamboo stick. A small portrait, matching the original bamboo stick, sitting or standing, angry or happy, each painting has both form and spirit, which shows how deep the painter knows her.

"Ah Yue like it?" Mr. Butterfly came over at some point, put her shoulders on her shoulder and smiled: "If you like it, I will draw a better one for you with colored ink another day. Today's bamboo stick engraving and monotonous The ink color really limits the performance of the butterfly!"

"I still have time to draw these things, it seems that I still have too much free time." Gongsun Yue carefully put away a total of eight bamboo sticks, raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "Tomorrow's account book will be [-]% more than yours."

"Ah?" Mr. Butterfly turned pale with shock, and said pitifully, "Good Ayue, please forgive me~ I don't agree with the account book, and my life kicks back. When I touch it, my hands and feet are soft and my head is rumbling. Ghost Book of Fate!"

"Well... the snow has stopped, and the sky is going to be sunny."

"?" Mr. Butterfly was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and then he was depressed for a moment, and finally regained his energy: "Three out of three!" Fu put his arm around Gongsunyue's shoulder and urged: "The snow is clearing away, the moon is about to come out Alright, Ah Yue, let's go out and play!"

……

I don't know how to touch that point, or maybe there is no need to touch it. From the Huxin Pavilion to the Babu bed, the light gauze soft tent, the lotus spring is warm, and it will come naturally.

No one was drinking, but she was smug, Gongsunyue was a little confused, and deep and shallow kisses kept falling with scorching heat on her cheeks, lips, and neck and shoulders.The lips and teeth cling together, the skin sticks together, the slight itching, slight pain, and tingling sensation of the skin, combined with the man's smell in the nose, arousing rounds of climax...

During the collision and ups and downs, Gongsunyue hugged the man leaning on her body with all her strength, rubbed her palms inch by inch, from the back of the neck to the shoulder blades, and along the spine to the waist. The slender body and firm muscles followed him every step of the way. Shrinking and stretching with a powerful attack...

In the transition of light and shadow, the shimmer of light fell down softly and landed on the face of the blond man in front of him.

Gongsunyue looked at him, her eyes of different colors, one blue and one golden brown, were as gorgeous as top-quality gemstones, and she was in full bloom in the middle, full of love almost overflowing.

So beautiful.

Mr. Butterfly often said that Gongsunyue was the first man he met who was strong in force, high in intelligence, and could keep pace with him, but he completely ignored his beauty, his wealth, his murderous spirit, and even couldn't see him at all. people.

Perhaps it was true at the beginning of the acquaintance.

At that time, Gongsunyue was burdened with a deep hatred and had tasted the warmth and coldness of the world. She didn't show it on the face, but her heart was as cold as iron.The first time I met a weird killer with a notorious reputation, I only had all kinds of precautions and all kinds of calculations in my heart.When the two got acquainted with each other, although they thought the butterfly was interesting and cute, but at that time Gongsunyue had no intention of love, so she should stay away from it.And then to Mr. Butterfly's sincere, persistent, and unremitting efforts to accompany and protect each other, a person who was not hated before, finally let him come to his heart bit by bit.

It seemed to be the first time he looked at this man like this.

With snow-skinned blonde hair and golden blue eyes, she is breathtakingly beautiful.

Gongsunyue slowly raised her lips, who can't be moved?

Hold the opponent's narrow and tight waist with both hands, exert force suddenly, and immediately reverse up and down!

Put one hand on Mr. Butterfly's ear, and the other hand slowly caresses the other's cheek, from the eyebrows, to the hair, from the bridge of the nose, to the corner of the jaw, from the shoulders, to the chest, from the waist, to...

Gongsunyue tapped Mr. Butterfly's straight nose, unquestionably declaring her sovereignty: "Mine."

Mr. Butterfly, who was below, was taken aback for a moment, his eyes filled with a smile, and he affirmed, "Your!"

Those two words, like a fire point collapsing into strong oil, burst into flames all over the sky.

In front of her, Mr. Butterfly is always simple, direct, straightforward, and unreservedly sincere. He does not hide his desires at all, does not pretend or exaggerate his feelings, and everything he perceives from her can be obtained from her. His facial expressions, voice, movements, and even the tense muscles of his whole body gave real feedback to her, and she was completely in control, as if he could move his fingers.

Gongsunyue knew in her heart that she lost control for the first time, but no matter whether it was out of reason or impulsiveness, she didn't want to stop.

The sinking of desire is never alone.

The moon in the sky is like a ring in the past, and it has become a jue in the past; it will be bright and clean in the end, and it will not shy away from ice and snow. Who is the dust?The spring clumps, glimpsed in a fright, and the red butterflies dancing in the flowers.

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29. Change the old year to the new year

There was the sound of snow falling outside the window, and it was too early to see the hourglass in the main room, but there was already light coming in through the thick screen window.Because of the brightness of Baixue, even though the candles in the room were not lit, they could still see clearly.

On the Babu bed entwined with acid branches and wood, among the layers of curtains, there is a soft bed with light smoke, and a couple sleeps with their necks crossed.

Gongsun Yuewei