The Xuanyi Pavilion was once again full of people's voices, and the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing in the lobby continued to spread to the second floor, making it seem that this room became more and more quiet.
Zheng Wan held the glazed cup to make herself smile more sincerely and joyfully.
"Want me to drink?"
Cui Wang raised his hand to take the glazed cup, but he didn't drink it, the hand that only touched the sword used to hold the edge of the glazed cup to play with.
The amber liquor seems to smell a hundred times more mellow than the ordinary Lihuabai.
Zheng Wan nodded, didn't say much, just looked at him with those full eyes.
The man's face was whitened by the moonlight, revealing a sense of fragility, but when he suddenly raised his head and looked at him with those dark eyes that hid a large black night, it seemed as if he wanted to see through everything. .
Under that gloomy gaze, it seems that all the ghosts and ghosts will have nowhere to hide.
Zheng Wan smiled happily, without revealing half of her face, but she saw Cui Wang suddenly raised her neck, her Adam's apple moved back, and he drained the cup of wine in one gulp. He tossed it casually, and the glass lamp fell on the soft carpet, making a dull and dull sound.
Zheng Wan hooked her lips, but in the next second, she was in front of Cui Wang, her chin was imprisoned by his fingertips, and the silk flowed over her neck. She struggled, but did not break free.
Cui Wang forced her to open her mouth, and her thinned lips pressed down coldly. Immediately afterwards, a strong and mellow liquor was sucked in.
Zheng Wan was so choked that she coughed, and tears rolled down her cheeks, but the arrogance in her nature was aroused, and she fed back the wine with the tip of her tongue, not to be outdone.
When the soft tip of the tongue touched the other party, it was unwilling to show weakness.
Cui Wang pressed her down with Yuanli, and Zheng Wan was fed another sip of wine, out of breath, she opened her mouth and bit down hard.
No matter how ruthless she said, her lips were still soft, she bit hard, and after a while, the smell of rust permeated between their lips. Zheng Wan looked up and found that Cui Wang was looking down at her, obviously their lips were still touching, his eyes But there is an ancient well without waves.
In the silent fight, Cui Wang was the first to push her away, he wiped the blood stains on his lips, and said:
"This wine is very interesting, you should try it too."
Zheng Wan bit her lip, tearfully accusing:
"You bully people."
Cui Wang turned his eyes away from her, and instead mentioned another sentence:
"Everyone in Xuancang Realm knows that Taoist Master Zixiu of Yuqing Gate got ten bottles of peach blossom dew on Peach Blossom Island five hundred years ago, two bottles for the eldest disciple, one bottle for the second, third and fourth disciples, and when they arrived at you—"
"I got a bottle."
Zheng Wan wiped her eyes, didn't say anything, and didn't say anything, the tearful eyes were pure.
Peach Blossom Dew is colorless and tasteless, and now that both of them have consumed it, the efficacy of the medicine must be greatly reduced. Zheng Wan looked at the glass cup that fell to the ground, and said in the play that most of the drinks in the brothel contain the medicine to enhance the enjoyment.
But Cui Wang probably doesn’t know—
After all, he has never been close to a woman, and he has never heard of opera.
She smelled the incense burning in the room, and began to feel her cheeks getting hotter and hotter. The hotness exploded and spread down quickly, burning from her cheeks, lips, and chin all the way until she felt a little dizzy.
Zheng Wan shook her head, thinking, here she comes.
But something went wrong in the plan, Cui Wang was supposed to eat alone, but now they are half and half, if she wants to control her desires and try to find out the kung fu to the end, she might not be able to resist Cui Wang.
On second thought, with Cui Wangzhi's concentration, I'm afraid her plan will be difficult to come true.
"Cui Wang, do you feel a little hot?"
Zheng Wan covered her hot cheeks with both hands.
Cui Wang took a quick look and saw that the front of her chest was loosely torn from just now, exposing a large area of crystal clear skin, and a green calyx tremblingly burst out of the water from the edge of a light yellow pocket.
He couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling something was wrong.
But the tip of the nose began to permeate the jasmine fragrance from the woman's hair when she had been touching her head and feet for many days in the mortal world, together with the astringent aroma of herbs, Cui Wang opened his eyes again as if he had been scalded.
Zheng Wan had already walked up to him.
When she got closer, her thin white neck, delicate collarbone, and the increasingly translucent phoenix on her chest were dangling, her hair was scented, her eyes were burning, and even her mouth seemed to be dripping with honey.
"Cui Wang, I, I'm not quite right."
Zheng Wan's bright eyes were full of misty water vapor, she opened her eyes to look at him, and said helplessly, "It's hard."
Of course Cui Wang knew it was wrong.
Peach Blossom Dew is a medicine for sweating, and medicine for sweating will only make people sleepy, but the two of them clearly ... have been poisoned by something else.
How dare she—
Zheng Wan was half dizzy, half fluttering, most of her energy was dispersed by the peach blossom dew, but her whole body was warm and warm, she just felt that Cui Wangchu was in front of her, this cold and indifferent appearance was very delicious, as if her favorite food in the world shredded coconut mochi.
"Cui Wang, why is your face turning red?"
Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe and touched his face with her hand, but Cui Wang swung her away.
Cui Wang took advantage of the remaining energy and threw out a formation plate. As soon as the formation plate hit the ground, it radiated light, and the thin halo covered the whole room. From the outside, one could not see the blooming spring light, only the It was foggy.
The landing of the seventh-rank formation almost drained his remaining Yuanli.
The flames that were forcibly suppressed suddenly burned up from the lower abdomen. At this time, Zheng Wan entangled her again like a twisted candy. She tiptoed and kissed him on the face out of order, and soon the kiss fell between his lips. Finding a good place, I sucked it like honey.
Cui Wang stood upright, sweat dripping down drop by drop.
The love Gu that just came out of the seal was jumping and jumping in his body.
"Zheng Wan, wake up."
A woman's body is naturally different from a man's. Zheng Wan is like a soft cotton candy in his arms. When she pokes it, it seems that water can come out again. She seems to hear someone calling her, and she looks up in a daze. When it rose a little, it set off a layer of snow-like shock.
she calls:
"... Cui Wang?"
Soft, delicate, like a kitten.
Cui Wang pursed his lips, his throat moved back, he leaned back, and there was a cold and hard wall behind him, but Zheng Wan was like a ball of fire, leaning over like a cat, smelling the fragrance and jumping in.
He tore her arm away expressionlessly, but just as he pulled it away, she entangled it again.
"Cui Wang, I'm hot."
Seeing that he was not cooperating, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, sticky to kiss him. She dawdled for a while, only to feel that the lips under her body were getting hotter and hotter, and even her chest was warm. They all started to be like flames, and then began to move restlessly.
Zheng Wan was actually not as dizzy as she appeared to be, and even every time she was haunted by desire, a little ice mist would surround her body. Grandma Jin said it was right, Bing Yuangen has a unique advantage in practicing such spells place.
The white robe on Cui Wang's body was almost soaked in sweat. Zheng Wan sticks to him cautiously, sticks out her tongue to hook him, but there is no response after hooking him for a long time. Hold her, don't let her go.
Zheng Wan opened her bewildered eyes, but saw the man who had always been as cold as frost. He looked down at her, his face was impassive, but his lips were rubbing against her, intimately.
It was as if one foot was still on the throne of God, independent of the world, lingering like ice and snow, but the other foot had already descended from the mortal world, falling into this swamp of mud to dance with her.
"clang clang—"
The wine jug, glazed cup, and fruit plate on the long table all rolled down on the carpet.
But seeing light yellow and white intertwined, a thin white hand suddenly protruded from the light yellow, and was imprisoned on the top of the head, panting and hearing each other, the humerus overlapped, and when she was about to enter the alley, the woman burst into tears, and the man Also stopped at the same time.
Sweating into the ravine, Zheng Wan opened her foggy eyes.
But in the eyes that were still filled with dust and smoke above the head, the desire is rapidly fading, replaced by a piece of extreme ice, in the ice except for the boundless cold, there is nothingness.
The sky full of stars dissipated, and the desert and wilderness disappeared.
Zheng Wan blinked, blinked away the fog in her eyes, and exclaimed:
"Cui Wang?"
Cui Wang straightened up and let her go. Apart from being a little wrinkled, the white robe on his body was also stained with some suspicious water stains. He performed a dust removal formula on both of them, and then stood silently aside.
Zheng Wan sat up with her skirt covered, Cui Wang threw a robe on her body:
"Zheng Wan, you've played."
he said.
...It turned out that she was the one who made a fuss in the mortal world and put the outer clothes in his Qiankun bag.
She thought that he should have lost it long ago.
Zheng Wan folded the front of her skirt, but found that it could not be closed, and the button was torn, so she fastened the outer dress slowly, and said with a wry smile: "I found out that I am doing some evil things. The consequences are even worse.
Cui Wang said nothing.
Zheng Wan could only see those tightly pursed lips, showing a fierce resistance, as if she was holding back.
"Why don't you talk?"
Cui Wang then looked at her: "I don't want to say it."
"Okay, I admit that I made the peach blossom dew. However, I was also forced to do nothing."
Zheng Wan bit her lip, her tender lips had been rubbed hard by him before, and just now they were rubbed like that, they were already red and bleeding, once she bit them down, the place became more and more swollen.
The corner of Cui Wang's mouth slightly lifted: "You really have a lot of things you have to do."
"I put a love gu on you that day, not only restraining you, but also restraining me. My technique is special—" Zheng Wan took out the half-transparent leaf of "Mo Xu Jing" from the sea of self-consciousness, and covered the rest, leaving only The second layer of exercises explains a bit, "Look."
"Besides you, who else can I practice with?"
Zheng Wan burst into tears.
She just took the opportunity to look inside, but just for a while, the vitality retained by the nineteenth orifice has become much thicker - she has ice root, as long as Cui Wang is willing to cooperate, her cultivation will surely improve by leaps and bounds.
Cui Wang looked at the exercises, and the corners of his mouth twitched:
"absurd."
He walked away with a flick of his sleeves, and asked Zheng Wan to stop with a word:
"If Zhenjun still wants to retreat in a down-to-earth way, you might as well think about it."
"Otherwise, for the sake of cultivation, I practiced this method every day, forcing Zhenjun to be distracted, and I had to leave the customs early or end the tour, and it would be Zheng Wan's fault."
"Are you threatening me?"
For the first time, Cui Wang called himself "my lord" in front of her.
"Don't dare." Zheng Wan's face was pale, but her smile was meaningless, "The day when the True Monarch will break through has yet to be known, and I can't wait here. What's more—"
"Buddhist sect has nine revolutions, refining the heart with the world of mortals, and awakening the world with entering the world. The true monarch cultivates the ruthless way, but recently his emotions are violent and fluctuating. Why not learn from the Buddhist sect, quenching the heart with desire, and cultivating ruthlessness?"
Cui Wang looked at her:
"Slick tongue."
He turned around and left, just as he was about to step out of the door, Zheng Wan suddenly smiled, her voice was very clear in this quiet and empty night, and there was a trace of charm hidden in the clarity:
"Zhenjun dare not answer, but he is afraid of being tempted by me?"
Cui Wang suddenly turned his head and looked at her with deep eyes. The woman gathered her outer clothes and her temples were messy with hairpins, but she was even more charming. After a long time, he suddenly smiled, and when he smiled, his eyes were slightly curved, like the clouds breaking through the moon, it was so beautiful:
"The aggressive method?"
"I should."
"No. 1 Jing Seventh Street, Fengwu City, I am here at the mansion, waiting for you on the fifteenth day of every month."
Zheng Wan took the round card, and grabbed him when he was about to leave. Cui Wang's brows had already been twisted into hills, and she looked at her silently, as if she was going to kill her without giving a good reason.
Zheng Wan was not afraid of him, she tiptoed to touch his lips:
"Deed."