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　　This sapphire cup is extremely exquisite in workmanship, with a thin and long neck, a round belly, and a belly crane with a crane painted on it. Xianhezui is the cup edge.

The slurry in the jade cup is clear and jasper-colored, with a slight sway, the water ripples rise up and are very beautiful.

　　Where did Chen Rong see such a magnificent and extraordinary thing, she reached out and took it, shaking it gently, laughing: "I want to try it."

　　 reached his mouth and took a sip.

　　 The taste of pulp, the entrance is a bit bitter, and after a bit of bitterness, Chen Rong said with a smile: "It's delicious," he said, and took another sip.

　　 The maid saw that she tasted it, she was blessed, and she slowly retreated.

　　After a while, she went down the stairs, went to Sister Zhi, and covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Drink."

　　Sister Zhizhi nodded and said, "Waiting behind Shi Min without any help, I don't know that it was Ji concubine who had been transferred several times. Think about it, but my family's Lang Jun lost money." Mentioning the word'Shi Min', whether it is this surname or this tone, reveals a kind of contempt in his bones.

　　The young maidservant nodded when she heard the words. Just now, she brought a young girl a blissful drink only in the Qinglou Chu Hall, but neither she nor the sister Zhi had a disapproving expression. It seems that without Ran Min's consent, he moved the people around him, which is not worth mentioning. . . . . . . In fact, at Jiankang, this kind of thing is really not worth mentioning. The bureaucrat regarded beauty as bohemian. If a colleague moved her Ji concubine unannounced, they would laugh, and those who are free and easy will give a dowry and present a bottle of thin wine to celebrate. The two maidservants spent many years in the Langya Wang family. For them, their Lang Jun was willing to move other people's Ji concubines.

　　 Of course, there are also people who do not know the current affairs. Shi Chong at that time was reluctant to accept a green bead. When others asked for it, it was not only incomplete, but also strictly refused. Under that kind of social atmosphere, Shi Chong's refusal was undoubtedly slapped. Therefore, he was hated by the other party. In the end, the wealth of the richest man in the Jin family was robbed and the people were killed, and the beloved Ji concubine Green Pearl also fell off the building and died.

After the two maidservants talked for a while, the young maidservant stepped back and walked to the attic where Chen Rong was. The elder sister Zhi, holding the tray, came to the courtyard where Wang Hong was.

　　After a while, she came out of the courtyard. Listening to the melodious sound of the piano inside, Sister Zhi Zhi asked the guard: "Will Lang Jun be good?"

　　The guard responded: "Just like Hwan Kuroro together."

　　Sister Zhizhi took a step forward, bowed her head on a wooden pallet, and said respectfully, "This is the Five Stones brought from Jiankang. I wonder if your guests will taste it?"

　　 The guard nodded, stepped back, and extended his right hand, "Go in."

　　Sister Zhiwei entered.

　　In the bamboo house, Wang Hong, who was dressed in white, was lowering his head and stroking the piano. Beside him, he was lying on his back, staring at Huan Jiulang in front.

　　Sister Zhizhi approached, she put down the tray in her hand, she was blessed, took a step back, and said softly: "Lang Jun, Jiu Lang, the enemy is present, and when life and death are turning, why not taste the joy of nothingness?"

　　As soon as she said that, Huan Jiulang turned her head.

　　 He glanced at the weaving sister, and then looked at Wu Shi San, who was on the table, and said, "It's a good word." He said, he took a copy.

　　 Wang Hong is still playing the piano.

　　Sister Zhizhi slowly backed away and she came to the courtyard. Gazing slightly, he glanced into the room from time to time.

　　 After a while, the sound of the piano stops.

　　 At this moment, Nao sister muttered and said: "Lang Jun served the five stones and scattered." The voice was low and soft.

　　 As soon as her voice fell, she said lightly: "Get good wine."

　　"Yes."

　　The two maids walked in with the wine bottle in them. Soon after they entered, there was a sound of clothes rubbing and a kiss.

　　 In all these sounds, the sound of footsteps walking towards the door with one person in between.

　　 but Wang Hong came out. As soon as he walked out, he turned back and closed the door. At this moment, his face turned red. Sister Zhizhi quickly stepped forward to help him open his belt.

　　Wang Hong opened his clothes, spread his hair, and strode forward.

　　Sister Zhizhi stepped forward and bowed behind him, saying: "Will Lang Jun take a shower?"

　　Because after taking Wu Shi San, your body will get warm. At this time, if you take a cold bath, it will be quite comfortable.

　　 Wang Hong nodded and said, "Also." His voice was hoarse and his eyes were brighter than usual.

　　In the service of Sister Zhi, Wang Hong took a cold shower and wore wide clothes slowly. He walked slowly to the steps, reaching for the bamboo railings, looking up at the sky and dreaming.

　　 At this moment, the sky is late, and there are only a few stars in the sky, a bright moon.

　　Sister Zhizhi came forward, "Lang Jun, can you walk?"

　　 Wang Hong nodded and walked slowly down the steps.

　　 This time, Sister Zhi was walking ahead.

　　 After turning around outside, Sister Zhizhi took Wang Hong to the attic, she smiled at him with a blessing towards him, "Lang Jun, the moon is like water, the upstairs scenery is the best."

　　After serving the Five Stones, Wang Hong was a bit lazy, not to mention that this weaver sister said was very reasonable, from the loft to see the scenery, the entire courtyard is in full view, so bright moonlight, the scenery is natural Only good-Sister Zhi is the old man beside him. Her preference for Langjun is very clear, so her words and deeds are very close to Wang Hong's wishes.

　　 Wang Hong nodded and walked up the loft.

　　 After a while, he squeaked and pushed open the bamboo door.

　　As the bamboo door opened, the night wind got involved, almost suddenly, Wang Hong froze.

　　 He looked at the room in an instant, only to see the curtain fluttering in the room and the gauze danced violently. In a piece of elegant elegance, a beauty has apparently just bathed. She stands barefoot at the bath tub. A string of mischievous drops of water flows down her temples to the depth of the jade neck.

　　 Hearing the sound of the bamboo door opening, the beauty was dumbfounded. She tilted her head and looked at Wang Xian in surprise. It was only at this time that her eyes were blurred, so looking at Wang Hong's eyes was also charming.

　　 This beauty has only a thin, wide robe with a red pattern on a yellow background. She stood there so beautifully, the jade belt was loose, the dress was half-open, the beautiful little face was blushing, and the lips were slightly pursed.

　　 Wang Hong glanced towards her, his eyes turned uncontrollably to her snow-white neck, and the snow-white grave under the jade neck. . . . . . A string of crystal drops of water, reflected by the candlelight in the corner and the moonlight penetrating from outside the door, slowly slipped into the jade white neck, slipped over the snow-white double mounds, and into the deep between the two mounds Gully. . . . . .

　　 looked blankly, Wang Hong swallowed.

　　 This beauty is Chen Rong.

　　She never thought that she would see Wang Hong at this time, and she froze. The brain, which did not know when it turned into chaos, didn't even notice it at all, and he leaked out of the spring.

　　 The young maidservant was standing in the corner. When she saw the scene, she smiled and walked quietly out of the corner. As a matter of fact, even if she walked outwards violently, the two standing in the room and at the door would not pay attention to her existence.

　　 The maid passed by Wang Hong and left the attic.

　　She stood on the stairs and looked back at the silly, silly Wang Hong, who couldn’t help but pursing her lips, secretly whispering: Ping Su still didn’t think that now, this little aunt was a real stunner. Just bathing, just changing the robe that suits her skin color, the whole person was transformed, and turned into a coquette-like monster. That kind of coquettishness, I'm afraid that Rong Fei, the first beauty of Jiankang, is standing on one side. Such a woman, no wonder men like it.

　　 At this moment, Wang Hong took a step inside.

　　 saw him entering, and the maid whispered forward, gently covering the door.

　　Chen Rong saw Wang Hong entering, somehow, she was a little bit shy by his gaze, with a small face, she stepped back, she gave him a wink and murmured, "Mr. Qilang, why are you here?"

　　 The voice is obviously complaining, but it sounds a little bit lascivious. Obviously, he only murmured and asked, as soon as he heard it, he heard it soft and husky, as if whispering.

　　Chen Rong was taken aback by his own voice.

　　 However, it was only a shock. Her muddy brain could not keep awake at all. The heat from her body also made her feel a sense of rapture and an unknown craving for Wang Hong’s stepping in. .

　　 Hearing Chen Rong’s voice, Wang Hong’s clear and distant eyes instantly became deep and deep. Unconsciously, his handsome face turned red, and at the same time, his breathing was a little heavy.

　　He was staring blankly at Chen Rong and walked towards her step by step.

　　Chen Rong took another step back.

　　 This retreat was a bit unstable, and she crooked backwards. After a loud bang~IndoMTL.com~Chen Rong looked at him wrongly, and said: "Don't go."

　　 The voice was soft and lazy. She had just finished talking. She felt her lips were a little dry, so she licked her lilac tongue.

　　 With that little tongue across the slightly plump lips, Wang Hong swallowed unconsciously.

　　He looked at her and whispered, "Arong."

　　 The voice is a little dumb, the gas is a little rough, and there is no coldness in the past.

　　Chen Rong tilted his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him with waves of light. Her red lips pursed like she was expecting a kiss. She said: "Yes."

The word 　　 is like a moan in the middle of the night, where is still talking, clearly a desire to spit from the pharynx.

　　 Wang Hong’s throat rolled, and he showed a bitter smile, and asked lowly, "How are you here?"

　　Chen Rong was still looking sideways, her eyes were blurred, her beautiful face was faintly looking at him with a blush, and she replied: "Aren't you asking me to come back?"

　　 The sound is so rife, like the magic song that hooks the soul.

Unconsciously, Wang Hong stretched out his hand to touch a few, he lowered his eyes.

　　As he lowered his head, a strand of semi-dried hair hung down on his forehead. Under candlelight, his left eye was covered in darkness.

　　 At this moment, Chen Rong suddenly called: "Qilang." The voice is a bit loud, but the ending is endless and the affection is infinite.

　　 Wang Hong lowered his head and supported him, and his throat knot rolled again. He didn’t look up, but said hardly, "What's the matter?"

　　Chen Rong gasped, mumbled, and said softly, "Don’t come, you can’t come."

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