The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

The house is tightly wrapped, like a mermaid rice dumpling. The ginger soup, hot water and shochu work together from the inside to the outside. The house only feels hot from the inside to the outside, and the sweat on the face is dripping down, although it feels tightly wrapped. It was a little stuffy, but under the profuse sweat, the whole body was comfortable, as relaxed as a feather.

After tossing and tossing for so long, I felt relaxed, tiredness struck, the house couldn't lift my eyelids, wiped my eyelids, and began to become confused.

Lan Xishu was lying upright beside the house, also dripping with sweat, his hands pinched restlessly on the house's buttocks, although there was a big thick bath towel, the feeling was wonderful.

"You're sweating!"

"Better!" [

"House! I'll sleep on this bed tonight!" Lan Xishu put his hands on the waist of the house shamelessly, and suddenly heard the house snoring softly. The house actually fell asleep, that sweat!

Lan Xishu looked at it, feeling inexplicably anxious and unable to restrain it, and the upright people below could bear it no longer.

Lan Xishu got up lightly, the door was dropped, the door was covered, Lan Xishu put down the pink bed curtain, the house became hazy, and the sleeping posture was even more attractive.

Lan Xishu felt his mouth was parched. He bit the corner of his lips and hesitated for a moment, then gently loosened his belt and took off his robe and underwear.

Lan Xishu gently opened the thin bath towel that wrapped the house, and the sweaty house was lying tender and tender, with his arms pillowed, and he saw the squeezed semicircle from the side. Lan Xishu gently moved the house, and the house hummed. Refused to turn over with a cry, Lan Xishu kissed the earlobe of the house and whispered softly: "The house is good! Hug!"

After being stubborn for a while, the house loosened and tensed his body and turned around with the strength of Lan Xishu's hand. His long hair was messy and wet and stuck to his chest. Lan Xishu gently combed the sticky long hair of the house with his fingers, and lightly held the chest of the house with his fingers, the house suddenly opened his eyes and instinctively used his hands to protect him, Lan Xishu did not allow her to blame himself, turned over and gently covered the house On his body, his strong legs clamped the house to prevent her from bending her legs to resist, his mouth blocked the house's mouth, his hands clasped the house's hands, his vigorous heart beat against the house, the house hummed and slippery in Lan Xishu The lower body twisted, the mouth whimpered, and Lan Xishu's tongue protruded.

The twisting of the house made Lan Xishu's lower body even more excited, and the slight friction made him extremely comfortable. Lan Xishu really couldn't wait.

"The house is good!" Lan Xishu's breath became short of breath, and he controlled himself to take his time: "Can I take it lightly?"

The house hummed, his body softened, his face was sideways, his eyes still dare not open, his white teeth gently bit the corners of his lips, his rosy lips wriggled, his breath became more shy and a little nervous.

Lan Xishu kissed the house's lips, the tip of his tongue touched, and slowly felt that the house's tongue was responding to him, the house's arms wrapped around his neck, his body let go, his slender waist straightened up to cater for him a little... ·····

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The house was re-wrapped like a mermaid dumpling. The house endured the whole crazy process. Although the house couldn't cooperate, it was enough for Lan Xishu to be surprised and crazy.

Lan Xishu carefully cleaned the bottom of the house, and changed the bath towels stained with blood and sweat. The house was a little at a loss and let Lan Xi kiss the house's body passionately, and he didn't stop until the house giggled and laughed. .

"Does it hurt?" Lan Xi asked softly after wrapping up the house and messing with the house's forehead. Without hiding, he wants the house to get used to his body.

"Hmm~!" The house shook her head shyly, she was not coquettish, her worries were in her stomach, but she didn't want to talk about it now.

Lan Xishu feels that the feeling of facing the house is different now. This is his woman, which makes him feel very proud. He feels that the most important growth has been achieved in the short fusion of two people.

Lan Xishu felt that he would be a man from now on, damn it, no matter how dare Ge Da wink and laugh at him...

"Actually! You didn't need to rub wine and drink ginger soup just now. You see, I am more effective than panacea." Lan Xishu lay beside the house, and the two faced each other.

"Damn! Hurry up and get dressed! How about Zhou's flattering coming later!" The house smiled coquettishly, and she still couldn't help but glance at Lan Xishu's underside, her face flushed. [

Lan Xishu smirked and scurried around to let her see clearly. It was soft just now, but now it's jointed. The house wrinkled its nose and turned its face to the other side: "Damn it! It's so ugly, get up." .”

"Don't worry! He won't come at such a critical moment!" Lan Xishu said so, being naked in broad daylight is also uncomfortable, rubbing the chest of the house, getting up to find clothes: "Are you hungry? , I'll find you something to eat!"

"Not hungry! Thirsty!" Light was sweating, and the house wanted to drink water.

"Hmm!" Lan Xishu put on his robe, lifted the curtain of the bed, and the house twisted its body to gesture for her to open it.

"Shut up for a while!"

"Don't cover it anymore, I'm fine, I'll cover my prickly heat again." Lan Xishu's blood boiled again when the house twisted. He opened the package, hugged the house and got tired of it, and the house and the kiss made him stop.

"This week, I'm careful to flatter." Lan Xishu carried the brand-new women's clothes on the table to the bed. The moon-white skirt with a light green gauze skirt, and the same color brocade thin shirt with narrow sleeves fit the body perfectly. , especially the waist is cut very appropriately, just like tailor-made, the waist is delicate and the skirt is elegant and free and easy.

Such a girl goes out like a shadow, which greatly satisfies the vanity of a man!

Lan Xishu didn't allow the house to go out, so he opened the door for air. After the house washed and sat in front of the dressing table to carefully put on makeup, Lan Xishu left the door.

In the courtyard, the bamboo shadows are whirling, and a few spring flowers are in full bloom. Some servants have seen Lan Xi open the door. Here comes the flower stand.

Lan Xishu flashed away, and the little girl went in with a mahogany tray carrying a smile and a blessing.

Lan Xishu's appetite suddenly whetted, but he didn't follow in. The whispers of the house and the little girl came from inside.

"My lord! Just give orders if you have anything to do!" The old housekeeper followed behind and saluted Lan Xishu from a distance. The old man was about fifty years away, dressed in straight green clothes, and walked very neatly.

"Where's Mr. Zhou?" Lan Xishu asked casually, he wanted to know the outcome of the murder case.

"There is an urgent official document from above. I heard that the crown prince issued an edict to exempt our county from this year's annual tribute, but our master is very happy." The old housekeeper was very talkative and accompanied Lan Xishu for a walk by the bamboo forest. The asparagus bamboo was fine and straight, The breeze passed by, and the whirling sound was pleasant to the ears. It had been a long time since I felt the atmosphere of Jiangnan gardens. Lan Xishu took a deep breath: "What are your specialties here?"

"Fan!" Speaking of special products, the old housekeeper looked a little proud: "Our fans here are very famous. Although they are not as expensive as Nanjing, they are also famous. Grandpa's praise."

"Oh!" Lan Xishu didn't know much about the things that literati like. He turned around and sat down on the stone bench by the bamboo forest. As soon as he offered his seat, the old housekeeper bowed repeatedly. Wherever he dared to sit, he bowed to accompany Lan Xishu. Chat: "Little old man dare not!"

Lan Xishu smiled and didn't force himself: "It's a great blessing for the local area that the crown prince is exempt from the annual tribute."

While speaking, Lan Xishu felt a slight warmth in his heart. He couldn't explain the feeling. The old man was right. This seemingly clumsy fat man Zhu had a rare emperor's benevolence. He would feel pressured, and there was only so much the crown prince could do. Lan Xishu thought that the old man might have written the tribute to avoid the age, would he feel comforted when he wrote it?Isn't he tactfully concerned about making the common people more comfortable?

"That's that, that's that!" The old housekeeper said with a happy face: "There is nothing to worry about every year, and our master said that it is almost the same. Master, Da Xu Ji is the leader of the local fan shop. This kind of vicious murder has made people panic, and Sui Gong fans have disappeared. The fans they make in the workshop are exquisite, and the people around them can reach them. The master said, Da Xu I remember the sudden disaster, seeing that the Sui Gong fan could not be shipped and delivered on time, the Sui Gong was not sloppy, and the workmanship in other workshops was a little bit worse, but our master was very worried."

Lan Xishu didn't intervene, and the old housekeeper went on rambling on: "Master heard the news about the exemption of the year-old tribute this year, and he said that he met a nobleman. You see, when the lord first came to our place, he shot the murderer to death, and then successively exempted the year-old tribute." Good news for Gong, your lord is really our lucky star!"

Lan Xishu smiled and shook his hands. He saw a row of four or five women in elegant skirts walking towards the house around the winding corridor. They must have been Zhou Zhitong's family members to show their courtesy. [

"This big Xu Ji is really important!"

"Your Excellency, I don't know that the fame of Da Xu Ji is due to his daughter?" The old housekeeper probably has never seen such a kind official, and he talked more and more: "The shopkeeper of Da Xu Ji is notoriously stingy. Ghost, but he has a beautiful daughter, Lan Niang, who is not only extremely intelligent, but also the pillar of Da Xu Ji!"

This is really strange, that woman is more capable than the house, Lan Xishu became curious, turned to look curiously at the old butler's wrinkled face, and let out a groan.

"Lan Niang is not capable of writing or martial arts, but a wonderful brush painting, which is rare in Yutai County!"

Lan Xishu frowned slightly: "Recite poetry and paint?"

"I don't know if Lan Niang can recite poems, but it's amazing to paint with one hand." The old housekeeper shook his head with an exaggerated expression, and Lan Xishu laughed.

"Especially good at painting ladies peonies. Once the peonies are in her hands, people who have seen them will not be amazed!"

The old housekeeper introduced solemnly, and Lan Xishu suddenly became serious, Peony?Now Lan Xishu would shudder just thinking of the word peony, let alone mentioning peony. A woman in a small town is good at painting peonies?