Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

244: Miss you to death (1)

The moon is like a hook.

A dim yellow oil lamp, a pot of mellow daughter's red wine, a table of side dishes for wine, and an ugly woman who is looking forward to it.

The charm medicine had already been poured into the drink, Zhenliang had smelled it carefully, and it was not unusual with the previous one.

Of course, if you let Ju Chenguang smell it, you will definitely be able to smell the problem.

Waiting is anxious, and what's more, what Zhenliang is waiting for is a man she is looking forward to very much, and she expects him to take away her innocence.

Zhenliang Pochu's heart has never been so firm tonight, and she doesn't know, is it for herself, for Yinye, or something else?

In short, she was willing to be broken by the dark three, and willingly handed herself over to Nangong Lie within ten days, as if only in this way, she would not feel that she was at a disadvantage, and Nangong Lie would not find that she was still a young girl The fact that she is a child, let alone force her because of her resistance, makes her first time miserable, and at the same time, Yinye can be safe and sound.

She believed that there must be no love in her heart, neither the former Fang Lin, nor Nan Gonglie, who had countless women, nor the third party that she liked the most, because if she loved one of them, how could she Allow yourself to have sex with two men casually?

She is not giving up on herself, but more like entrusting herself casually, entrusting herself to men who will not make her feel uneasy.

Seems like that's all there is to it.

After a long time, when she thought about tonight's decision, she suddenly realized that she was not casual, and it was only men who were hateful.

She didn't receive any news about An San, and Zhenliang didn't know if An San would come, but because she was full of expectations for him, she made all the preparations.

The night was getting deeper, everyone who should be sleeping should have already fallen asleep, only Zhenliang walked back and forth in the bedroom energetically, ready to break the door or window at any time.

After walking countless times, Zhenliang felt that the soles of her feet were a little tired, but she didn't dare to lie down on the bed for fear that she would accidentally fall asleep.

She had no choice but to sit at the table where everything was ready, lying on the edge of the table in a daze, calling in her heart, dark three, dark three, why don't you come?

When the moon reached mid-heaven, the yawning Zhenliang felt a strange movement on his shoulder, as if he was touched by someone or smashed by something.

Zhenliang was startled, immediately stood up, turned around, but there was no one behind him.

Subconsciously lowering her head, Zhen Liang saw a red date lying motionless on the ground.

There were no red dates on her table, and it seemed that this red date hit her on the shoulder.

Zhenliang raised his eyes and quickly glanced around the relatively empty bedroom, but there was still no one.

However, she sensed the arrival of a person, not only her breathing became short of breath, but her heartbeat also accelerated, and even her cheeks, which were not wearing a mask, flushed red.

She naturally thought of the scene where she took the initiative to kiss him before separating from him last time.

After sorting out the chaotic breath, Zhenliang bit his lips, and called out to the empty air, "Hey, you're here? Why don't you come out?"

As soon as she finished her words, there was the faint sound of footsteps in her ears.

Following the sound, Zhenliang saw that the person who came was indeed the dark three.

He came out step by step from behind the curtain by the window.

Presumably it was a way of breaking in through a window.

The long-awaited man finally came, and Zhenliang couldn't help but bite his lips even harder, and squeezed his hands nervously, even breaking out in a lot of cold sweat.

An San didn't wear a mask, just like her, showing the prominent three scars, especially hideous and ugly in the dark night.

However, in Zhen Liang's eyes, he is kind and warm.

Zhenliang thought so much, threw herself on this man desperately, and hugged this man tightly, expressing her joy when seeing him again.

However, she forcibly restrained her impulsive desire, because she thought of what she had said to the third party. She said that when she was still Nangong Lie's woman, she should keep a distance from him.

Although it was impossible to maintain the distance between them, she had even made excuses to get closer, but when she shouldn't express impulsiveness, she told herself not to be impulsive.

Ansan stood motionless, staring at Zhen Liang with piercing eyes, the corners of his lips raised, obviously, he was very happy to see her again.

Opening his arms, An San raised his eyebrows at Zhen Liang, and commanded domineeringly, "Woman, come here."

Such a simple four words, to Zhenliang's ears, it is no different from asking her to throw her into his arms, and the meaning of the dark three she felt seems to be true.

The soles of Zhenliang's shoes seemed to be stuck to the floor, and she couldn't move them for a long time. She could only look at the uppers of her shoes shyly, and said shyly, "What are you doing?"

This expression, this tone of voice, both seem to be acting like a baby with the man he loves, and also seem to be pretending to be reserved while wanting to greet or refuse.

However, Ansan also liked her lively young daughter's posture, and ordered again, "Come here, don't make me say it a third time."

Zhenliang pouted, the two of them were only seven or eight steps away, as a man, why couldn't he take the initiative to walk in front of her, but why did she, a woman, take the initiative to walk in front of him?

Although he was quite complaining in his heart, Zhenliang's feet still moved toward the position of the set, and moved slowly. When he was one step away from him, Zhenliang lowered his head. stop.

A heart was beating fast and chaotically, as if it had gone mad, it was not normal, and it was not under her control at all.

Ansan looked at the top of Zhenliang's jet-black hair, lowered his arms temporarily, playing with taste, "Do you think I can't see the brown spots on your face getting bigger and bigger if you lower your head?"

Hearing this, Zhen Liang suddenly raised his head, met his unusually deep black eyes, pouted his lips sadly and said, "You found out so quickly?"

An San nodded, "I can see you in the daytime, but you can't see me."

It turned out that he had already come to see her during the day, but it must be because of Nangong Lie's subordinates, so he didn't dare to appear easily, right?

Zhenliang believed Ansan's words wholeheartedly, but she didn't expect that during the day, except for her bathing and resting in Ju Chenguang's pharmacy and her dormitory, she was wearing a mask all the time.

She only thought about it, her face was clearly seen by the third party, and she couldn't help but said bitterly, "Do you think I'm getting uglier? Too ugly to look at?"

An San sneered to express his disdain, "It would be better to be uglier, so wouldn't it match my face better?"

For a moment, Zhenliang naturally thought of Nangong Lie, and thought of his saying that he would rather be uglier. Although his reasons were completely different from those of the dark three, both of them made her feel warm.

They didn't feel jealous of her because she was getting uglier and uglier. It seemed that they didn't pay much attention to her appearance.

Probably, her appearance was no surprise to them at the beginning, so they had long ignored her appearance and did not hold any hope for her appearance to improve.