It is indeed not high. There is a hot spring pond halfway up there, which looks like a crescent moon and is hot and hot.

Large scattered slabs are planted by the spring.

The peach blossoms do not compete for spring, and loneliness blooms the latest.

It was late spring and early summer, and the flowering period was in full swing, but the leaves were thick and blue, the white fragrance was strong, and the moon was bright like water.

The square shirt, square towel and shoes were scattered. The hot springs were hot, making the tip of the heart numb. Shunyu soaked for a long time, and the skin under her neck had already ripped with bright redness.

The old oriole flying in, singing with a delicate voice. On the bluestone beside the spring, there was a small snow-white marten, leaning down to drink water in small mouthfuls, and looking at the people in the water from time to time, the black eyes were bright.

Shunyu snapped up the Hehuan flower in a daze. It was originally dried. It was soaked by water, and the whole flower bloomed freely.

In the evening, scenes flashed in front of her eyes. When she thought about the dirty things she had done, she had the heart to die.

He was able to shamelessly open Chen Erye's clothes, hold his vermilion mouth and kiss his hard and thick chest.

He even ate the little on his chest... and was so violent that he was so angry.

The roar of "buzzing" in his mind continued... Shunyu closed his eyes, his thoughts were messy, and he was so disgusted that he stuffed his face into the water and locked his breathing.

I have never been so unrestrained in my previous life.

Who gave her such a heavy poison? That is, it doesn't harm her heart, so why bother torture her into a slut?

No matter who it is, she really hates him!

It seemed like something was pulling her hair, blinking her wet eyes to look at it. The white marten was approaching at some point. When she saw her raise her head, retracting her claws and retreating, she took a few steps, staring at her and screaming.

"Do you think I'm going to seek death?" Shun Yu curled his lips helplessly and stretched out his arms to tease it. But the little white marten thought he wanted to capture it. He was frightened and shook his long hairy tail and ran away.

I suddenly felt bored and looked at the full moon and clouds. I was already drowsy at night, so I stood up and half wrapped in a long cotton towel, picked up my clothes, and headed towards a tiled house not far away.

It was an empty room, and it was obvious that someone would come to rest. There were complete tables and chairs, a soft couch, and a half-new flower and bird screen against the wall, which was cleaned very clean.

I dare not light a candle, for fear that the glimmer of light will attract strange guests. Fortunately, the moonlight outside the window is bright and the clear light shines so bright inside the house.

Shunyu wiped his body clean and wrung the water stains on his hair. He was about to tie the white strips on his chest when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, mixed with low voices.

I was surprised that if I was so late, who would go into the mountains, but I couldn't think too much about it. I put on a shirt, stuffed a headscarf into my sleeves, and took a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, and hid behind the golden screen.

I heard the tent door creaking, as if someone was carrying something into the room. It was heard by Hua Yi Shao's feminine shouting: "Be careful to lay on the couch, don't be heavy and heavy, and you knocked him down, but you only ask."

I heard the sound of fire slabs shaking, and the candlelight shone, which made the surroundings look bright yellow.

"Don't worry, we are more careful than protecting our own eyes." A servant laughed in a low voice.

Shunyu licked his fingertips to poke the golden screen. The silk was old and crisp, and it broke into a hole. When he looked closer, he changed his face.

On the couch, Xu Lan was lying on her back. Her black hair spread out, her face was filled with a strange flush, her forehead was covered with thin sweat, her tiger eyes were half open and half closed, and her lips were dry.

A bad servant lifted up his royal blue robe and saw the scenery between his legs appear. He pointed to a pillar of the sky and said ambiguously: "You must do what you can and don't make lacerations and bleeding, but it's not worth it."

But when Hua Yi Shao laughed softly, the handle of the jade bone fan went to pull Xu Lan's clothes: "I'm so scared! Xu Lang died, and I'm a romantic even if I'm a ghost."

He scolded the people again: "What are you doing here? What good things are you going to delay me."

The servant was killed and hurriedly went out to disperse, and closed the doors and windows.

When there was no one around, Hua Yi Shao sat with him along the edge of the couch, approached Xu Lan's cheek, stroked his fingertips, and sneered: "Brother Xu is so uncomfortable? I am willing to be a pair of mandarin ducks with you, so why should you resist?"

"Shameless...!" But Xu Lan shouted: "I am the son of Duke Liang Xu Lingru. You stop at this time, and I can forgive you..."

The words were intermittent, and the voice became more and more hoarse, causing the chest to fluctuate violently.

"I don't care!" Hua Yishao curled his lips, his face full of willfulness, and his voice was gloomy: "Although my father is a merchant, he is also a person who calls the wind and rain in the capital. The old lady has no benzoin made by my home, so she can't sleep at night. What can you stand with me?"

He paused and chuckled, "Chunxiao was short, and Brother Xu was attracted by the drunken fragrance of my family. That fragrance was domineering. Wait for a moment, and you would come to ask me, hug me, and quickly peel my clothes."

As he spoke, his hands were still idle, climbing along his trouser legs little by little towards his firm waist.

Shun Yu understood what happened. No wonder Xu Lan was lying on the couch, looking at the slaughter of others. She was originally attracted by the incense of Hua Yi Shao. She looked at his crotch and immediately her cheeks burned, and she secretly scolded Hua Yi Shao for being extremely dirty. Such despicable methods could be used.

After all, Xu Lan has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and her tolerance is different from ordinary people. Although there is a lot of red fog in front of her, she still grits her teeth and perseveres.

But Hua Yi Shao couldn't wait any longer. He lifted his sleeves and robe and then stepped on Xu Lan's body, and began to tear his clothes, but the cloth "hissing" and shattered, revealing the wheat-colored chest. He rushed to dismantle the belt around his waist.

It was soon said, "Boom" and a loud sound of a wooden stick hitting the forehead. Hua Yi Shao instantly felt a dull pain in his heart. Venus appeared in front of him. Subconsciously raised his hand and wiped it with blood. He was frightened. He turned around and wanted to see who was using the poisonous hand, but before he could see clearly, another stick was immediately pitch black in front of him, falling from Xu Lan to the bed, completely fainting.

The servants outside heard the movement and thought that the inside was wild and unrestrained, and they all looked at each other and laughed without saying a word. There was a clever one who listened quietly, and knocked on the window frame and called him loudly. After many times, everyone realized that something was wrong. They saw that the candlelight in the window paper suddenly went out, and they thought it was not good, so they broke open the door and broke in.

Seeing his master leaning down on the ground, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and he was tugging. When he turned around, he immediately exclaimed. His master's eyes were closed and his face was covered in blood. With the lush moonlight, he would be as terrifying as it would be.

Just now, I suddenly heard a long and sinister sneer behind me. I turned around and looked at it. There was a black shadow in the brocade screen, silent. Looking closely, I found that I had no face and a stick in my neck, like a tragic death of a ghost came to seek his life.

The crowd was so scared that they didn't forget to carry their master on their backs and snatched the door out of the door.

As the footsteps grew farther away, there was no movement. Shunyu breathed a sigh of relief, put the long black hair covering her face behind her head, threw away the wooden stick in her hand, and looked out the door. There was a "bang" thunder from afar, as if a heavy rain was about to hit.

She closed the door, walked to the couch, pushed Xu Lan, and called out: "Hey, wake up, it's going to rain! We have to go down the mountain quickly...!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and was tied up by Xu Lan, and then turned it over and slammed under him.
Chapter completed!