Ask This Spring

Hearing this, Huan Shen was very embarrassed on the surface, but hidden joy in his heart. God knows how much he wants to stay with Lianlian, but the young wife came to Guishui a few days ago, always avoiding herself for reasons of physical inconvenience. , Even gave birth to the idea of ​​dividing the house.

At that time, Huan Shen Yong mentioned how frustrated he was, and it took a lot of words to let the woman dispel this idea. Now Zhuo Lian takes the initiative to speak and invites him to sleep with him, which is a good progress.

"If you feel uncomfortable, don't force it, just say it." His voice was slightly muffled, but it was extremely magnetic, which made Zhuo Lian's heartstrings tremble.

The conditions in the mountains are simple and simple. Compared with the government of the town, it is more of a sky and an underground. Fortunately, Zhuo Lian is not hypocritical. He uses a stove to boil water, wipes the dust in the wooden house carefully, and then walks behind the curtain. Take out the remaining silk cloth and damp it, and wipe the rainwater on your body.

The dark clouds outside the wooden house seemed to have a big mouth of blood, swallowing all the light.

Huan Shen lit the oil lamp and placed it on the table. Through a thin layer of curtain, he could see the slender figure of Lian Niang, the slender waist, the plump breast...the outline was reflected, like a shadow puppet show. .

The man stood still, and Ying's handsome face gradually turned red. Fortunately, the light in the room was dim and he couldn't really see anything, so he didn't make him feel ugly.

Zhuo Lian never noticed anything wrong. He bent down and picked up a clean robes and draped it on his body. His slightly steamy black hair was braided into braids. With the small face as big as a palm, he looked like A lot of tenderness, like a young girl just getting ready.

"Hurry up and rest. When the rain stops tomorrow, let's go back."

Knowing that Lianniang was going to leave tomorrow, Huan Shen's jaw tightened, and she lowered her head to take a sip of hot water to hide her annoyed expression.

"Is there enough pine resin? It's not easy to come here. You can't delay business. It doesn't matter if you stay for a few more days."

Xingmou swept across the basket on the wooden table, Zhuo Lian hooked his lips, "The pine cream wine is brewed for his family, and is not sold to guests. This basket of pine resin is enough, so much pine resin is a waste. food."

Huan Shen nodded, washed his body with the remaining hot water, and rinsed his mouth before walking to the bed. He has known Zhuo Lian for four full years and has a good understanding of a woman's temperament. He knows that she does not say anything, but is very clean inside. If she does not wash it, he will have to be disgusted.

He lay on the side of the bed, his tall body crouched into a ball, and most of the mattress was empty, looking particularly pitiful.

"You are lying flat, how can you sleep comfortably on your side?"

Blowing out the oil lamp on the tabletop, Zhuo Lian faced Huan Shen's direction, looked at the thick and strong back, and gently covered him with the quilt.

Most martial artists are sensitive, and even when facing the wall, Huan Shen can distinguish her movements.

"I'm not cold, don't catch a cold."

"Nonsense. Although you are vigorous, you are also a flesh and blood body. You will also be hurt and sick. Covering a quilt can always warm you a bit. Besides, you and I have visited the church. They are just-spoken couples. What can be avoided? of?"

Zhuo Lian is not stupid, even if she didn't notice the strangeness of Huan Shen at the beginning, a few hours have passed now, and the clues can be found from the stiff body of the young man, the restrained words, and the twinkling eyes. .

Suddenly, Huan Shen turned around, staring at the woman close at hand, and muttered: "As long as I see you, I want to hold you in my arms and never let go. Lianlian, I am a It’s normal for a man to have desires for his beloved woman. If you don’t want it, I will refrain from it. Isn’t it just for husbands and wives to get on with each other to go on for a long time?"

Thinking of her previous deliberate avoidance, Zhuo Lian had a trace of guilt in her eyes. She had feelings for Huan Shen, but she was not too keen on that kind of thing. He never thought he would see through.

The cold little hand held the big palm under the blanket, and his fingertips depicted the rough cocoon on the palm of his hand and the scar on the back of his hand. After touching for a while, Zhuo Lian's cheeks turned red, put his palm on his chest, closed his eyes and muttered: "I was wrong before, now Guishui is clean, OK, can you hug me?"

After living together for two lifetimes, Zhuo Lian had never said such shameful words. She felt that her skin was so hot that she was almost bleeding. The man on the opposite side was motionless, no different from the stone sculpture.

Nothing can be seen clearly in the dim wooden house, only the interlocking breathing of the two can be heard.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Lian was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a seam to get in. She stepped back slowly, half of her body was close to the edge of the bed, and her toes stepped on the upper, and she was able to stand up immediately.

Unexpectedly, a huge force suddenly struck and brought people back to their original place.

"What you said is true?" Huan Shen bit her white neck and asked vaguely.

"What did I lie to you? We are already a real couple."

As soon as the voice fell, Huan Shen overwhelmed Zhuo Lian under him, and the dense kiss fell like rain outside the window. Although autumn was cool, the people in the house were not disturbed at all.

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At noon the next day, the couple hurried back to the capital in a carriage. Zhuo Lian raised his hand and opened the curtain. He saw a line of armored sergeants rushing forward. The people on the road evaded one after another for fear of being hit.

"What's wrong with this? It's the direction of Prince Ning's Mansion over there." She muttered softly.

The slender knuckles lightly tapped the case, and Huan Shen explained in a deep voice: "The golden silk soft armor in the palace was stolen, and the servant of Prince Ning's mansion sued that he had seen this thing in the king's study."

Hearing this, Zhuo Lian couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on his face.

Speaking of which, the Seventh Prince and Fan Zhujun are the protagonists in the storybook. Now one has missed the throne and the other has been locked up in the jail. He has no chance to escape in his entire life. This result is really embarrassing. Originally, none of this should have happened, because Zhuo Lian, a stranger in this world, caused such a big change in the plot.

But she didn't regret it. As long as she could save Huan Shen, she would be willing to give everything.

"The matter of Prince Ning's Mansion has nothing to do with us, the saint has his own mind." He raised it softly.

"I can save it."

After returning to the wine shop, Zhuo Lian didn't care about anything, so he hurried into the kitchen, soaked the pine resin in the basket in water, and heated it up with a small fire. The transparent rosin gradually swelled, and the color became light yellow, and a light rosin continued to spread.

Huan Yun had a very good nose, and she looked for her along the way, and saw the women busying around the stove, with a sly smile on the girl's face, and she rushed forward.

"Sister-in-law, where did you go with your second brother? I didn't go home last night, and my mother said it several times."

Zhuo Lian glanced at her with a faint smile, and Nunu said: "We have gone to the mountain to pick pine resin. This is the main ingredient for making pine balm wine. Without this, the taste of the wine is always a little lacking and not complete enough."

Huan Yun nodded. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, frowning and saying, "You don't know, a relative came home last afternoon."

"relative?"

Neither the storybook nor Zhuo Lian's own memory had any impression of relatives.

"According to my mother, the visitor is a pair of children of my aunt. Aunt married to Jinling a few years ago, and was treated harshly by her husband's family. My cousin and cousin heard that her second brother had become the king of the town, so she came to Beijing and ran away. "

"Then where do they live?"

"Still staying in the house. My mother felt very sorry for the brothers and sisters. She believed that they had suffered a lot and had to make up for it. The jade pendant for sister Lin was also directly given to her because Yang Zhen'er said something she liked." Huan Yun bit her lower lip and said angrily.

One of the siblings is called Yang Huanlin and the other is Yang Zhen'er, and they are not too old. Because it was the blood and bones left by her dead sister, Huanmu treated him very well, and she couldn't even match Yun Niang.

Zhuo Lian hurried back with his younger sister. As soon as he walked to the front of the main hall, there was laughter.

"In the past, when my mother was alive, she often mentioned her aunt, saying that you two picked fruit in the mountains when you were young and were almost bitten by wild dogs. Fortunately, you climbed to the tree in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Huanlin heard a sound of footsteps, and when he could see the face of the incoming person, he was taken aback for a while, and concealed his gaffe by drinking tea.

Long before he entered Beijing, Yang Huanlin heard that Huan Shen had married, and that he was married to his widow-in-law. At that time, he racked his brains, thinking for a long time, but didn't understand why the dignified state gong did it.

But at this moment, he finally understood the reason. Zhuo Shi is a hard-to-find beauty in the world, with bright apricot eyes, red lips like fire, and delicate skin like white jade. Such a delicate widow's wife actively seduce, Huan Shen is not Liu Xiahui, how can he refuse it? ?

Perceiving the gaze falling on him, Zhuo Lian couldn't help frowning.

Yang Zhen'er stood by, stirring the veil with both hands, suppressing the jealousy in her heart, and stepped forward with a smile, "This is the cousin, right? It's really glorious, and Zhen'er is far behind."

"Cousin don't say that. You are twenty-eight years old. It is the best time, comparable to Jiaorui in full bloom." Zhuo Lian replied with a few words, but because of the presence of a foreigner, she did not take long. Zhu Yunniang left the main hall.

The two walked into the garden, and the girl stood on tiptoe, pulled a willow leaf and put it in her hand, her tone was sullen: "Sister-in-law, I don't like the Yang brothers and sisters."

Reaching out and rubbing her head, Zhuo Lian calmed down softly, "It's okay, they are guests, and they won't stay at home for a few days. We also have a small courtyard with a second entrance in the east of the city. Suitable."

"I hope so."

Huan Yun hugged the woman's slender arm, rubbing her cheek on the soft cloth.

I don’t know if she thinks too much, she always feels that Yang Huanlin’s eyes are dodging, obviously not like a good person; Yang Zhen’er is also an insatiable, robbing most of her and sister Lin’s things, but her mother is very concerned about her nephews, even Huanyun No matter how happy it is in my heart, it's not easy to open my mouth to punish people.

The author has something to say: Amway's article "Back to 1973" by a friend, the content is very beautiful, really! real! real! The important words are said three times, every sir of the ball, go to collect the bait, the little sister is good, the person is good and the literature is good, and the collection will not suffer.

Title: Back to 1973 Author: Ruren

Copywriter: Qi Xiaofang thought he had a dream, a tragic childhood.

In the dream there was a scumbag who hadn't seen him for a long time, so Qi Xiaofang was upset and broke one of her lazy father's legs.

Later, Qi Xiaofang realized that this girl was not a dream at all.

She was just born again, back in 1973.