Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Tizhen swayed a cup of tea in the car, and then stopped the car. She got down with one hand on Wen Yu, and covered the fan with the other, and followed Wen Yu in a daze. After walking for a long time, she realized that this I didn't go to Jiyue to look at Xiangtai.

She carefully removed the fan, and there was a burst of red light in front of her. The huge lake was full of red lotuses, in large swaths, stretching across the sky to the stars and the Milky Way, streaming out beautiful fluorescent lights.

She snorted, "Flower boat?"

The pavilion boat was not too small or too big, it was just big enough for two people, the roof was covered with flowers and ribbons, and a few tables were placed on the deck, which was quite elegant.

There was tenderness in Wen Yu's eyes, "I heard you said that there are many things to appreciate about the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. After all, it is better to see once than to hear about it. Let's take a parade today."

There is no full house of guests and friends, no drinking and socializing, and there are only two small people in the world for a moment.

He took her hand and walked along the path, looking back at her from time to time, Tizhen wondered, "Look what I'm doing, my make-up is all over the place?"

He said no, "People say that beauties are admired under the moon, and I see that is exactly the case now."

Tizhen pursed her lips lightly, followed him, and slowly supported the man to wait for the boat. After she was seated, she let go of the traction rope, followed the movement of the oars, and walked straight into the swaying red lotus.

Wen Yu put down the oars and let the boat float freely, poured her a glass of wine with his hand, then reached over to touch her hand, "Shall I play a tune for you?"

He took out his jade flute from his sleeve pocket, put it on the flower pond, and played it leisurely.

The song was very cheerful and familiar, and there was always a feeling of deja vu. Tizhen listened to it for a while with her face in her hands, and somehow suddenly remembered the song "Spring Dream in the Garden" by Yihe Chunyuan.

She snorted, and sure enough, the tune was right. For a moment, the memories of the past spread out from his nimble fingertips, covering the entire surface of the lake.

It has to be said that Wen Yu is very good at rhythm, which is incomparable to a painter like her. If he plays the flute in the future, then her ears will not be lonely when painting. It is a match made in heaven.

After he finished playing the song, Ti Zhen smiled coldly, "The name of "Spring Dream in the Garden" is suitable for the occasion, but we are upright this time, so there is no need to give and receive it privately?"

Wen Yu also laughed, "That's right, I'll punish myself with a drink."

He wanted to pour the wine, but she stopped him and asked her to pour it. She poured a full glass and fed it to his mouth. The wine she handed was clear in the mouth, with a sweet aftertaste, as if one glass could make people drunk.

In a blurred night, a blurred person, he took her hand and let her snuggle in, and sat down crookedly at some point.

Ti Zhen wrapped her arms around his neck, blushed, her heart was pounding, she let go of her arm, and slowly supported Wen Yu's face, "It's an auspicious day, why did you just have a drink?"

He pressed against her lips, "Today is an auspicious day, so don't drink too much."

But she said: "If you don't drink a few more glasses, it's not enough."

He shook his head, and slowly untied her lapel, "Enough, I'm already drunk now."

A piece of Xiangfei red was slowly revealed, and the collarbone was white and cute. He was slightly surprised, then he collected himself and bent down.

The boat swayed among the flowers, causing ripples in circles.

The air suddenly became thinner, as if breathing was not smooth, and Ti Zhen also blushed.

There is no barrier, as if the two people are one, one hand suddenly reaches upwards, hangs for a long time, struggles twice, and falls down again powerlessly.

Under the moonlight, his white back was exposed in the air, and the hot air slowly stopped.

She groaned and slowly wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

She has been unable to eat since she was a child. When she was six years old, she fell her knee until it bled. The scar, looking at the scar now, still hurts thinking about it.

Later, she couldn't even see needles, and she only took medicine and didn't have needles when she was sick. Even if the effect of needles was better than medicine, she was willing to take medicine all the time. I was afraid of being laughed at by others, so I simply prepared the medicine myself.

However, there are also times when preparations are not as good as sudden ones. When I was 11 years old, I had a high fever in the school. The doctor took needles to help her get rid of the cold. She was so frightened that she ran away through the cracks. Finally, with the joint efforts of the whole government, she was caught back. It was painful. I got hit several times.

But this time, she was not so disgusted and fearful, and even liked it a little.

She stroked his wet hair and kissed him back, feeling that she had such a good temper, this was the first time someone bullied her, and she didn't fight back.

If he really kicked someone into the water, I'm afraid it would be a big joke.

For some reason, she remembered the last time he was sick, half dead, and held motionless by her. She did not expect that after a month of feeding, his body was well maintained, as if he had been murdered and set on fire.

Sure enough, people who have been holding on for a long time also have a time to go all out.

She touched his face wearily, but he laughed, "You are too useless."

There are beauties like this, there are no worries for a while, and they only think about how to have fun. In the past, I heard people say that 36 beauties are the first. Wen Yu didn't believe it at first, but now she can't even get out of the gentle town, she just needs to Gogou Fingers, others can give her, and Jiangshan can also give her.

I just don't know when she will be able to feel his sincerity.

Lying on the deck for too long, the dew fell on the ground along the lotus leaves, and it was easy to catch cold. He wrapped her clothes and wrapped her up in a ball, and moved her to the cabin, where the incense had been burned long ago and the mattresses had been prepared.

Tizhen hooked his neck in surprise, and heard him say, "It's a pity that it's useless to plan for a rainy day."

I have been planning for a long time, but in the end I didn't stop the car and rolled in the breeze and blue lotus.

Tizhen chuckled, "Looking at the sweat on my head, I thought it was hot, but I didn't expect it to be urgent."

He bowed his head and leaned over, "It doesn't matter, it's still early in the day anyway."

There were a few red candles in the pavilion, which illuminated her brows and eyes dimly. She groped around and called Wen Yu softly.

There was probably a moment of silence that left him room to think, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, reaching out and pinching the baby's flesh on the little girl's cheek.

The cloud and mist covered the only light, and also dyed the stamens on the windowsill branches deeply, and even the candles burning in the barn were red and confusing, it was obviously dark, but it was so dense.

Once the enthusiasm is ignited, it cannot be suppressed. She glanced at him faintly, her eyes were like silk, and the wave was getting higher and higher, and suddenly reached the edge of losing control, and her whole body was like a sea tide.

After listening to each other's breathing for a while, the fire on the wick was also extinguished after a while.

Ti Zhen blinked her eyes, lazily sticking to her body and unwilling to move, as if she had been in a trance for a century.

Wen Yu walked over and stroked her forehead, and she hugged him back, "Take a rest when you're tired."

He bit her ear, "I'm not tired tonight, and I can fight again."