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

Chapter 85 Wooden Cabinet
The soft and waxy voice pulled Da Zhuang back from his soft and fragrant dream.

Madame is in a coma now, if she wakes up and remembers that she was touched by such a dirty long-term worker, she will definitely feel disgusted and wish she could bathe her whole body ten times.

He didn't want his wife to wake up and regret it, so despite all his reluctance, he forced himself to pull away, put his hands on the beauty's shoulders, and tried to awaken her reason with a trembling voice: "Madam, it's me..."

He tried his best to suppress the agitation in his heart, but he didn't want the beauty to approach him in the next moment, look at him through misty eyes for a while, and suddenly kiss his lips gently.

This feeling is very strange, like being treated as food, bit by bit, the force is very light, but there is an electric current passing through the heart for a moment.

There was a wet feeling from the lips, and the beauty's movements were very unfamiliar, but it was enough to put down a fire, making the man's scalp numb.

When Qiao Yuan and Sun Yue were admiring the flowers in the courtyard earlier, they deliberately turned away the crowd.

Although the servant girl didn't know Madam's intentions, seeing Madam pursing her lips slightly, her expression seemed irresistible, so she had no choice but to back down.

Madam was born like a fairy, although she was a bit delicate on weekdays, but when her little face became serious, they didn't dare to say more.

The maids waited at the arched door for a quarter of an hour, but they still didn't hear the summons from inside, and couldn't help but look at the big maid, Luxiu.

Luxiu also frowned, remembering what Madam had told her not to be surprised when she saw anything later, and she couldn't help but mention it in her heart.

She had a gut feeling that something big was going to happen.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Lu Xiu couldn't bear it anymore.No matter what, Madam's safety is the most important thing.

When Luxiu led a few maids in, she only saw Sun Yue lying on the ground unaware of his life or death, and his wife was nowhere to be seen.

Sun Yue seemed to have experienced a brutal and inhumane torture. Zhou Zheng's face was bruised, swollen and red, and his true appearance was completely unrecognizable. His lower body was bloody and bloody, and there was a pool of blood on the ground between his legs.

Even if it is not dead, it is almost useless.

In this situation, it is obvious that a fierce fight took place here just now.

Several little maids covered their noses and looked uneasy.

At this moment, Lu Xiu calmed down a little, sent someone to drag Sun Yue away, and took the maid to look for his wife.

At the end of the corridor is a water pavilion.

As soon as Lu Xiu entered, he smelled a faint fragrance.

Inside the waterside pavilion was a small tea room, inside which were placed several large cabinets for tea. A little maid was so frizzy that she bumped into the corner of the table, and the teacup on it fell to the ground.

The crisp sound of broken porcelain was just enough to resist the sound of the last crack of the wooden cabinet closing.

Lu Xiu turned her head and glanced this way, the little maid hurriedly kept quiet and cleaned up the broken teacup.

The wooden cabinet three feet away from them slammed almost imperceptibly.

The cabinet was quite big, but the man was born strong, and it took up most of the space at once, so he could only hold his wife in his arms, as if it was a natural fit, leaving no gaps in the curves.

All the light-transmitting places were blocked, so the darkness and stickiness in the cabinet seemed to turn into substance, thickly enveloping the two of them.

I couldn't tell whose sweat it was, staining the clothes that were attached to each other. The high temperature spread to the skin, causing waves of shivers.

Da Zhuang hugged his misty-eyed wife and listened quietly to the movement outside.

Now the lady's people are outside, as long as he handed over the lady, they will naturally ask a doctor for the lady, and they don't need him at all.

As long as he hands over his wife, today's events will pass without any danger, and then the wife will return to her superior position, and he will continue to do his long-term work...

In the darkness, Da Zhuang's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, but his big palms nervously covered his delicate lips to prevent any trembling from them.

He stared at the gap in the middle of the cabinet door in a daze, and with a slight push, everything would return to its normal position.

He is just a long-term worker, what qualifications does he have to get involved with the goddess in the Heavenly Palace?

His eyes were fixed on the cabinet door, but his hands seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift them up.

However, he didn't expect that his focused look would cause dissatisfaction from the person in his arms. The delicate lady murmured in protest. Seeing that he seemed to be trapped in his own world and unresponsive, she had no choice but to tentatively open her lips.

The slight feeling of wetness brought the man back to his senses. He lowered his head blankly and looked into those misty eyes.

Lively, agile, and indulgent to the heavens, the man was just absent-minded for a while, and there was a complaint of being ignored in his watery eyes.

As if he should look at her all the time, without blinking, and nothing else.

Da Zhuang didn't understand what Madam meant, thinking that she was feeling uncomfortable again, so he released his hand covering her lips and replaced it with his own lips.

Skillfully sucking the soft and fragrant red lips, another layer of traces was covered on the bright red, until it was too swollen to see, then let this place go, and stuck into the lips.

It's fragrant and soft. The man seems to be extremely thirsty and drinks the nectar without restraint, like a ferocious beast that has no sense and only knows how to eat.

Qiao Yuan was sucked a little out of breath, and wanted to leave, but a big hand behind her head blocked her way of retreat, so she could only bear the fierce demand with frowns.

The sound of eager swallowing sounded in the narrow cabinet, spread outside, and was covered by footsteps.

The room was not big, and the green sleeves turned around a few times, but when they didn't see Madam, they left with the servant girl.

The wooden door was closed, and the sound of everyone's footsteps gradually faded away.

The vibration of the cabinet suddenly increased, and the teacups on the top were driven to make a crackling sound.

Sun Yue has been immersed in this method for many years, and the effect of that small packet is strong enough.

Da Zhuang carried his wife out of the closet and put her on the soft couch by the window.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan was sweating profusely, her temples were stained with strands of hair, her cheeks were bright red, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Da Zhuang stood by the couch, his coarse linen clothes were soaked in sweat, his eyes struggled violently.

Until the big rough hand was gently held by the slender white jade fingers soaked in fine sweat, the tall body trembled suddenly.

Outside the water pavilion is a prescription pond, half of which is full of lotus flowers.

Under the water, a group of fish swam among the stems and leaves. A sudden collision caused the delicate lotus to be affected, causing a burst of afterimages, and water drops falling from the petals.

The beauty leaned weakly on the man's shoulder, her bright red lips biting his collar, and the dark wet area of ​​the collar continued to expand.

Da Zhuang hugged his beloved wife, sweat rolled down his forehead and flowed into his eyes, causing him to subconsciously close his eyes.

The lofty, delicate and beautiful noble lady is occupied by a lowly, dirty long-term worker.

The despicable moon-peerer finally took off his moon.

Just when Lu Xiu was about to turn over the whole Zhuangzi, the little maid came to inform her that his wife had returned to the yard.

The room was filled with a faint scent of fresh fragrance, but Qiao Yuan frowned beautifully, and after a long while, she couldn't help but kick the man next to her.

Da Zhuang endured it silently. The wife had no strength at all, and he carried her all the way back, and the force that fell on his legs was as soft as cotton.

(End of this chapter)