After waking up from the dream, the general's wife lost her love brain

Chapter 83 Letter
Moon stars are rare.

An uninvited guest suddenly broke into the gentle and luxurious boudoir.

The veil covers the moonlight, and the light in the tent is dim, which is easy to breed.

The hostess with beautiful eyebrows fell asleep unconsciously, her warm black hair spread on the satin surface, her head sank into the soft pillow, only half of her jade-like face was exposed.

The bed seemed too wide, and the delicate beauty was trapped in it. The brocade quilt only bulged up a little, and the rest, like a deep sea, showed its teeth and claws to the weak little beauty.

The contrast is too sharp, making the beauty look like an isolated island in the sea, helpless and aggrieved.When it fell into the man's eyes, he was naturally worried again.

Such an innocent and weak lady, no wonder she was bullied.

Da Zhuang's eyes are cold, it doesn't matter, he will protect his wife well and will not let anyone get close.

He was lying beside the bed like a big, loyal and reliable dog.

In front of her was a tender and green jade hand, resting quietly on the blue quilt.

The loyal and reliable big dog's taste changed in the next moment, as if seeing a fleshy bone, it couldn't resist its instinct and slowly, little by little, held the hand.

The palm is delicate, without any calluses, and feels as smooth as satin.

The whole hand was also small. Da Zhuang compared it and found that he could wrap the pink fist with his five fingers.

In the big black palm, this little hand is like a flower bud, delicate and weak.

The body in the soft quilt moved, and when Da Zhuang heard the beauty half-awake, a raving came out of his red lips.

Soft and waxy, with the confusion of unconsciousness.

Da Zhuang leaned close to her lips and listened.

Madam didn't say anything more, and fell asleep again.

Da Zhuang lowered his head in confusion.

The lips are bright red, perfectly shaped, rosy and plump, like sweet fruits, silently seducing thirsty passers-by.

The moment before sticking up, Da Zhuang suddenly woke up.

How is his behavior different from that of Sun Yue?
The same despicable, shameful, dirty, trying to defile the goddess.

If Madam sees his ugly appearance one day, fear and disgust will probably be revealed in those charming eyes.

The moonlight hides.

Today's breakfast is lotus leaf and lotus seed porridge.

Qiao Yuan was about to eat when the spoon slipped from his hand suddenly.

She looked at her right hand in confusion.

The fingers were as smooth as jade and looked as beautiful as ever, but a little weak.

Fortunately, it was successfully picked up the second time, so Qiao Yuan didn't take this episode to heart.

A grape trellis was set up in the yard. The grapes were ripe these days. They were as green as gems, exquisite and clear, and the fruit was fragrant.

Qiao Yuan looked at the novelty, and someone built a small ladder, and she picked up the ladder and went up to pick grapes.

A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and mist, and sprinkled on the beauty under the grape trellis.

Due to the movement, the sleeves slid down to the elbows, half of the forearm was white, and the fingers were holding a bunch of grapes. The fingertips were pink against the green background.

The most striking thing is that neck that is as clean as jade.

The lines are graceful, slender and lustrous, and the green silk hair is piled up into a cloud. There are only a few strands of broken hair left on the back of the neck. When the breeze blows, it sways tremblingly a few times, making people unable to help teasing her harder.

Joe saw a bunch of ripe green grapes on the upper left, raised his head slightly, and reached for it.

She raised her head, and the collar at the back of her neck slid down slightly, revealing a large area of ​​white and delicate skin.

It is so moist and suffused with petal-like powder, like the lightest rouge in texture, and the pink skull with endless colors can easily arouse the desire in the bottom of the heart.

One can't help but imagine how wonderful it would be if it could leave some marks on this flawless skin.

The beast hid in the dark, feeling ashamed and uneasy, but unable to suppress the delusions in his heart, staring at the innocent and delicate little beauty with eager eyes.

Qiao Yuan paused and turned his head.

Standing on the ladder, she had a panoramic view of the courtyard.

The maid under the grape arbor looked nervous, and kept calling for his wife to come down quickly.

The rest of the people in the distance performed their duties, washing clothes, cooking, white smoke rose from the kitchen, and everything was as usual.

Qiao Yuan lowered her eyes, covering the emotions in her eyes.

At noon a letter arrived from the porter.

It belongs to Joe's mother.

She lived in Jingshui An for several months, and finally decided to make peace with her father Qiao.

But divorce is not a trivial matter. Just for the properties involved, including the private property of the two of them, and the public property that Mother Qiao has managed for so many years, there are many contracts to deal with.

Father Qiao didn't want to reconcile, so he naturally tried every means to obstruct it.

Mother Qiao wrote a letter. One of the disputes involved a shop that Mother Qiao had given her daughter as a dowry. She wanted her to find the land deed and verify it.

These things were placed in the Duke's Mansion, and Qiao Yuan sent someone to fetch them before returning to Qiao's mother.

The maids were making mosquito repellent sachets, and Qiao Yuan heard them saying that they had been disturbed so much that they couldn't sleep at night.

There are a lot of vegetation in Zhuangzi, and now that the weather is getting hotter, mosquitoes are beginning to attract.

The maid said, asking Madam how she slept at night.

They have been following Qiao Yuan for a long time, so they naturally know her physique well.The flesh and blood of beauties also seems to be sweeter than ordinary people, and they are especially favored by mosquitoes every time.

In the past, Qiao Yuan was the first to notice mosquitoes.

Qiao Yuan said confusedly: "I have slept well recently, and when I wake up, it will be dawn."

She didn't pay attention to this, thinking that she had finally gotten rid of her blood-packed constitution. Unexpectedly, when she got up early the next morning, the maid suddenly burst into laughter while she was helping her get dressed.

"Ma'am, it's not that you stopped attracting mosquitoes, it's that you slept too deeply."

She brought a diorama and put it behind Qiao Yuan.

The peepshow is an imported product that can clearly illuminate the hair on a person's face. It has become popular in Beijing circles in recent days.

The condition of the back of Qiao Yuan's neck was clearly shown in the mirror.

There are dots of red marks on the fair and pink skin. From a distance, the beautiful crops are as bright as red plums in the snow, dotted on the back of the shiny shoulders, which is inexplicably fragrant.

The red marks are distributed in a slightly lower position, like the marks of wild beasts, hidden under the collar, so it is not easy to find.

Qiao Yuan stretched out her hand and touched her back. The red marks were exposed from the delicate white fingers, which was a sharp contrast.

The innocent little beauty didn't understand this at first, but she had a man named Meng Lang. When her love was intense, almost every inch of her skin was left with such marks.

Qiao Yuan thought of the half-discovered eyes around him recently, and he was fiery and focused, but every time he looked up, he couldn't find him.

The servant girl came over with the powder, and saw the beauty drooping her eyes in deep thought, her crow's eyelashes were long and thick, trembling like feathers and butterflies.

moonlight home
There was a slight sound coming from the window. Qiao Yuan closed her eyes. Her fingers under the brocade quilt curled up, and the satin was caught in a wrinkle.

The room was covered with carpets, but the person who came seemed to be too strong, so that even though he deliberately stepped lightly, the slight sound of footsteps still reached Qiao Yuan's ears.

boom boom boom boom

For a moment, it was unclear whether it was the footsteps of someone coming or her heartbeat.

The visitor passed through the screen familiarly and walked towards the couch.

Feeling his proficiency, Qiao Yuan gritted his teeth.

The veil was lifted and quickly closed again.

Qiao Yuan could really feel the breathing of the other person in the tent, she approached a little bit, and finally stopped beside her face.

(End of this chapter)