Mr. Cui did not answer.
His deep and mysterious eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, clearly hiding the starry sky, but at this moment it seemed that he was only pretending to be a small person.
Zheng Wan couldn't see it clearly, she leaned forward subconsciously, and pulled a veil from her waist in an "understanding" way to wipe his sweat—she stretched her hand halfway, but was stopped by Cui Wang.
"Mr. Cui?"
Zheng Wan looked at him puzzled.
"What do you want?"
Cui Wang pinched her slender wrist, as if it had become a piece of ice and snow again.
Zheng Wan pointed to his forehead:
"Mr. Cui, you are sweating."
The shackled right hand struggled and finally got out of the iron palm. She rubbed her wrist, half complaining and half coquettishly saying: "Mr. Cui, you are too strong, here, look, you are red!" .”
Zheng Wan handed her wrist in front of him.
The plain white sleeves fell down, revealing a pair of slender wrists as white as frost and snow. The red bloodstone set off the extremely white skin. In this way, the thin red marks on the wrists became more obvious.
Cui Wang moved his eyes and moved his throat:
"sorry."
"Just say 'I'm sorry'?" Zheng Wan put her hand in front of his eyes in a fussy way, "Rub it for me."
As soon as the arm was passed, the person got closer and closer.
A gust of wind came from nowhere and blew the long hair at the back of her head, and a strand fell to his chest and cheeks, as if a soft feather was blowing, and it would fall apart at the touch of it.
Cui Wang smelled the woman's unique fragrance, and in the lingering fragrance, her lips opened and closed like red pomegranates full of summer branches.
"I was bruised before, and Aye rubbed it for me. Since Mr. Cui didn't want it, I asked Aye to go."
Zheng Wan said that she was going to get up from the collapsed bed, but before she got down on the bed, someone grabbed her wrist from behind. She turned her head, only to see Cui Wang holding her, her eyelashes drooping slightly, suppressing all the emotions that were exposed.
"Mr. Cui?"
Zheng Wan tilted her head.
Cui Wang didn't say a word, but Zheng Wan noticed that he lowered his head seriously and rubbed her wrists for her. There was a dead silence in the room, only the rustling sound of the clothes being rubbed.
The force he used at the beginning was either too light or too heavy, Zheng Wan obviously didn't show anything, but Cui Wang seemed to know her feelings, and after a while, the force became very comfortable.
A little pain, but after the pain, the muscles and bones are comfortable.
"alright."
After a long time, he let go of her wrist.
Zheng Wan shook her hands as if nothing had happened, not to mention the red marks, even the strange feeling disappeared.
"How do I do this? Every time I, Aye, massages my body and puts on the medicine to activate the muscles and bones, it will take a while." In fact, it is not as serious as it seems, but her skin is naturally tender, a little If there is a bump, it will leave marks.
Cui glanced at her, and without saying a word, put his palms on her lower abdomen: "Continue."
He sent Yuanli to her dantian again.
Zheng Wan looked up at him with a straight face, but saw that his brows and eyes were as motionless as a mountain, and he became a dummy again. She dragged her tone boringly and let out a long "oh".
"Mr. Cui, with your temperament, I'm afraid you won't find the little lady happy in the future."
Cui Wang lifted his eyelids to look at her, then closed them again.
Afterwards, it seemed as if she had practiced closed mouth meditation, her mouth was pressed into a straight line, and she was extremely tight. She still had the same ice face, but Zheng Wan could feel his displeasure.
There was no response after teasing and teasing, Zheng Wan soon felt bored.
In the warm and comfortable air baptism, the bloodless body couldn't resist, and fell asleep again with eyes closed after a while.
This time she slept for an unknown amount of time, and when she opened her eyes again, a warm golden light surrounded her, making her whole body warm. Zheng Wan turned her head and looked at the hourglass on the chest of drawers with her hands on her forehead. It turned out that it was almost time, no wonder...
Cui Wang probably left
She propped up her elbows to get up, but she felt a warm breath coming from her right ear near the side of the couch.
Only then did Zheng Wan realize that Cui Wang was leaning beside her beauty, sleeping deeply.
The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the carved window edge paper and fell on his face made of jade and snow, adding a layer of warm halo to him. Probably due to fatigue, a layer of gray gray appeared under his eyes.
It's like heaven and man have descended from the mortal world and received some dust.
Zheng Wan propped up her elbows and moved closer. Being so close, this man's skin was still surprisingly good, as good as suet white jade, with no blemishes at all, which made her a little jealous.
The eyelashes are also long, as if they could pierce people's hearts. Zheng Wan subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch them, and she did. The soft and fluffy touch makes the palm of the hand feel a little itchy—
At this time, Cui Wang suddenly opened his eyes.
Just after sleeping, there is still a layer of mist in his eyes, black and white eyeballs, it seems that there is still a little child's innocence, and he looks at her stupidly.
Zheng Wan blushed immediately—she was about to stand up straight, but she held her elbows for too long and got up too fast, instead she "staggered" and fell down.
It's so hard to die, it just hit his lips.
Cui Wang watched her fall down and put it on his lips.
The woman's pink and tender lips are like plump cherries, and they seem to be able to squeeze out juice when touched. The scene just now came back to his mind again, he didn't hide, as if he didn't wake up from his sleep at all.
Zheng Wan felt that Cui Wang's lips were just like his own, cold and thin, with a piece of frozen elbow pasted on it, it was so boring, not at all fun as said in the pornographic brochures.
She moved back, unexpectedly, there was a strong force behind her head, which made her unable to move. At the same time, Cui Wang moved.
For a while, Zheng Wanren was turned over by Cui Wang and fell under him.
The childish eyes just now caught the storm, he lowered his head, and took her two lips in his mouth, sucking and pondering like a child, as if he was tasting the favorite sprouts when he was young. Again clumsy and rough.
The frivolous tunic had been a mess before, but at this moment, the flimsy hem of the tunic opened a little, and a lump of snow was covered by the goose-yellow pocket.
Zheng Wan's cheeks were stained with shame and anger, and she couldn't help but beat him.
But this person was born with steel and iron bones, she couldn't hammer it, but her hands were pinned to the top of her head. Cui Wang was like a beast that eats its marrow and knows its taste, and only knew how to bite her lip and would not let go.
He didn't raise his head until he felt that the people below were about to faint. There was a shimmering light in those dark eyes, unexpectedly a little more arrogant, and a little puzzled.
Zheng Wan's eyes were already red, she pursed her mouth to let him see his bitten lip:
"Mr. Cui, it hurts."
Unexpectedly, the sound was like a chime from the Buddhist hall, which woke Cui Wang up.
He seemed to have just woken up from a dream, stood there blankly for a while, then thought of something, so he hid his clothes for her, looked at her hesitantly, but he didn't say anything, he raised his sword and left, walking as fast as the wind , as if there was a dog chasing after him.
Anyway, Zheng Wan didn't see how he walked, but she only remembered that Cui Wang's fingers were trembling slightly when he was holding on to close the skirt with her, and when it landed on her skin, it seemed to be scorching heat mixed with ice and snow.
On one side is cold reason, and on the other side is uncontrollable lust.
She put her elbows up, thinking that although this love gu cannot shake the root of emotion, but the ability to catalyze and amplify emotions when people's consciousness is weak is somewhat useful to her.
Look, she just tried a little bit according to the pamphlet of pornography, and this cold Buddha also lost his mind.
It's just that I don't know how long this stupor can last, enough for him to offer the moisturizing essence to both hands.
"Little lady," after a stick of incense, Su Dai knocked on the door and came in, "The Master of the National Teacher asked the servant in the mansion to bring a bottle of medicine, and brought a message, saying that you are almost recovering from your injury, take one a day, and continue to cultivate." It'll be all right in seven or eight days. He—"
"He won't come?"
"Yes, Master Guoshi said - something happened in the mansion, so he won't come here."
Suo Dai glanced cautiously, expecting to see a unhappy little lady, but unexpectedly she smiled with crooked eyes, like sugar like honey.
Mo, could it be that her little lady was provoked into something wrong
From Su Dai's point of view, the master has a deep-rooted affection for the Master of the State Teacher, so he has to follow others even if he has no name or distinction. Now that the Master of the State Teacher refuses to come, I am afraid that it will deeply hurt her heart.
"It's better if he doesn't come." Zheng Wan looked at the maid with a puzzled expression, and nodded her nose, "You, I don't understand."
The young Sword Lord who can keep everything from haunting his mind refuses to see her—it's better than kissing her on his own initiative and acting as if nothing had happened.
It's just that she can't tell him to hide for too long, lest he pass through with a clear heart formula, and he becomes a frozen piece of iron again. Of course, Zheng Wan didn't think that a little seduction could make Cui Wang throw up his helmet and armor, but with his temperament, if something happened, he would definitely be responsible.
Zheng Wan picked and picked, and decided to find a good man to stimulate and stimulate, to see the effect. After all, even the big yellow dog raised by the concierge Lao Li knew how to use his hind legs to encircle the territory, so he wondered if this young swordsman would give her Also press a seal.
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These seven or eight days, Cui Wang did not come.
He didn't come, and Zheng Wan didn't go either. He just edited a copy of the book every day and asked Suo Dai to send it to the concierge of the National Teacher's Mansion. It wasn't a sticky love poem, so he recorded what he did and ate every day. What, occasionally express the mood of the day, good or bad, happy or unhappy, and occasionally greet the other party, but no matter what you write, you will always add a sentence at the end:
"I hope you will take a look at me."
Suo Dai didn't know what the little lady wrote, but the letter after letter was passed to the National Teacher's Mansion without any concealment. The rumor that "Ms. Zheng's Wan was favored by the national teacher" became suspicious, and rumors began to circulate that "the little lady of the Zheng family is wishful thinking and wishful thinking".
"Send it to the National Teacher's Mansion."
Zheng Wan put the letter into the sandalwood box, and put in the tassel of sword that she had recently made by herself, and handed it to Su Dai.
"Little lady—" Su Dai was full of reluctance, "I'm going to send it off, let's go quietly, Jingzhong, Jingzhong..."
"It's really bad to hear?"
Zheng Wan'e frowned slightly, "It doesn't matter if it sounds bad, what have we heard these days? What's more, what they said is not bad..."
She sighed faintly, "Mr. Cui treats me..."
Suo Dai was worried for such a little lady who was troubled by love, and racked her brains to distract her by bringing out some strange things that were rumored in the capital.
"Little lady, do you know that Liang Guogong's second son had a bad luck a few days ago. First, he got up at night and didn't see the road clearly. He fell into the lotus pond in the mansion and broke his arm and leg. The doctor has seen it, and I am afraid that he will not be able to use it from now on, and his official career will also be ruined."
As soon as she said this, she saw that the little lady's eyes were shining, and the corners of her mouth were raised high:
"Oh? Seriously?"
"Of course it's true. Old Li's son saw it when he delivered the letter the day before yesterday. It's strange to say that there are also several families where the bullies have been unlucky. Either they fell on the ground and broke their faces, or they had conflicts with people in the brothel. , hurt people..."
"Tuk-tuk-"
At this time, Yan Zhi, who was waiting outside the door, knocked on the door and came in, handing over an invitation, "Master Rong Yi's birthday, the Yanchun Garden will be held in the future, please be sure to come there in the future, little lady!"
"Hey, in previous years, the pavilion master's birthday was not a big event."
"It's so strange, next year she's going to be old, and the eldest princess is ready to take a look, so don't worry about it." Zheng Wan took the greeting card, opened it, looked at it, and asked Yan Zhi to answer, she will definitely go.
Su Dai thought of something else:
"Little lady, the rumors in Beijing are not very good now, and the one across the street from Yanchun Garden is the Imperial Teacher's Mansion. If the Master of the National Teacher goes, you, little lady..."
"Mr. Cui won't go."
Zheng Wan spoke convincingly, but on the second day's letterhead, she still seriously detailed her yearning and expectation for this banquet, but at the end, she put a little melancholy on the paper.