When there were only three people left, Yang Chengbo consciously went upstairs, found a room next to his father, and went to entertain himself.
Tonight, Huang Qiuling drank wine. She asked for it. She wanted to drink white wine, but Yang Duning snatched the bottle and handed her a glass of red wine.
Only Rong Daoxing knew where the red wine came from. Your sister, Rong Daoxing’s heart is upset right now. It was produced in 1946 by the top Spanish red wine Gala. It is said that there are less than a thousand bottles left in the world. There is no problem in auctioning for a hundred thousand dollars. .
Of course, this wine was not bought. Yang Duning once assisted Rong Daoxing and their troops on a mission to Italy, and they were able to get it out smoothly.
Therefore, to be honest, Huang Qiuling may have drunk a quarter of this bottle of red wine, and the other three quarters were killed by the couple, Rong Daoxing and Han Meimei. The two of them held the idea of not drinking for nothing, and having a big loss if they didn't drink. According to Rong Daoxing's statement to his wife: Tonight's family dinner, only this bottle of wine is relatively good. However, you can't tell Yang Duning to listen, otherwise it is estimated that he will go crazy!
Under the light, the red glow on Huang Qiuling's face, I don't know if it is because of the wine or because of shyness, it looks so moving and alluring.
Finding happiness a few times in life, how can I get it now? Who knows the beauty of the drunk concubine, the red candle and the beauty of thousands of years old.
Looking at Qiuling, who bowed her head silently, Yang Duning slowly came to her, reached under her chin, lifted up the happy expectation but with a pitiful shame, bowed her head, and lightly touched her vermilion lips. , The sentence "It's night", so that even the moonlight is no longer so cold, but the warmth of the earth hidden in the water and moonlight.
Holding Qiuling up, Yang Duning laughed and walked to the second bedroom he had prepared.
The first bedroom, that is the memory of Xiaoxue, is the beauty shared with Xiaoxue, and it is also the place where Xiaoxue was born. It is naturally reserved for Xiaoxue. As for Xiaoxue will eventually return to the one that was once shrouded in moonlight. In the bedroom, Yang Duning is not sure, nor obsessed, what should come, what should go, life is short, happiness is good, why bother so much.
Tonight, Yang Duning said shamelessly to herself: "Today, I will save another person who has endured suffering in the human world."
When the door is closed, it is another space. No matter how hard it is outside, today, this is Huang Qiuling's paradise! For this heaven, Huang Qiuling has tasted enough human suffering, so today's door is a door of protection, a door of salvation, and a door of Nirvana.
At this time, Huang Qiuling was already weak and soft, leaning completely in Yang Duning's arms, almost Yang Duning came in holding her.
In the room, everything is new. It was Huang Qiuling who bought it. She thought that these things were no longer needed, but she didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly. Fortunately, these things were not lost and finally used.
The meaning of some rooms that were originally decorated in Western style has completely changed at this time.
What Yang Duning couldn't imagine was that the Western-style bedcovers actually appeared in Chinese-style bedspreads. The bright red color represents celebration. The furniture in the room is almost covered with happy characters, big and small, which was cut by Huang Qiuling novice.
Huang Qiuling never let Yang Duning come in in this room because, although she was only temporarily living here, she hoped that Yang Duning would give her a space, a private space. Perhaps, she was using this method to show Yang Duning that she didn’t. Not a casual woman.
In fact, why does Yang Duning care about this? What he cares about is that everyone around him can be happy.
Today, Yang Duning finally understands that the happiness Huang Qiuling wants now is two people together.
It was windy outside, cold night outside, and moonlight outside, but inside the room, it was so warm and everything seemed so warm.
Huang Qiuling's eyes are charming, if she has no bones, the passion that has been suppressed for a long time in her heart finally broke out. She needs this feeling. She needs a man by her side. She needs a space for herself and her lover. Today, it seems that it has been achieved. The purpose, the difference, is just the last step.
Not knowing where she suddenly got the power, Huang Qiuling stood firm by herself and guided Yang Duning to the bright red bed, holding his hand, hugging him tightly, as if afraid that he would disappear.
Yang Duning is like a puppet. With Huang Qiuling's guidance, he doesn't know what to do now? Is it passion? Is it romantic? Is it warm? …
Huang Qiuling slowly let go of her hand, left Yang Duning, and came to her dressing table, lit two large dragon and phoenix candles with matches, turned off the lights, and walked to Yang Duning's side and said softly: "Wait. Let me do it, I'll go and wash it first."
Yang Duning laughed blankly. He knew that Huang Qiuling had been soaking in the water for more than three hours today.
Indeed, Huang Qiuling quickly came out of the bathroom and came to Yang Duning, but she smiled shyly and said, "You also go and wash, okay?"
Well, it must be washed. Yang Duning washed it out as quickly as on the battlefield. At this time, Huang Qiuling had already hid under the bed and covered her head, leaving only a green silk on the long red mandarin duck playing in the water. Pillow.
Yang Duning threw away the bath towel on his body and slipped into the bed.
The moment he entered the bed, he felt Qiuling's tension, her body was hot, but she was still shaking.
When Yang Duning approached, Huang Qiuling said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoning, can you turn off the light?"
"Is it necessary? Turning off the light will waste the beautiful figure that God has given you." Yang Duning hugged her slender waist, gently brought her into his arms.
Hey, I'm really shy, I've already come to the door, Huang Qiuling's clothes are still on her body, Yang Duning wiped his hands on the towering chest, smiled, and began to disarm the opponent.
Suddenly Huang Qiuling grabbed his hand and said in a very firm and decisive tone: "I'm coming."
After she finished speaking, she lifted the quilt, stood up, knelt down beside Yang Duning, and began to lift the clothes on her body. However, due to nervousness, his hands trembled a little, and he didn't undo the burden on his body several times. Yang Duning reached out to help, but she opened it with her hand and insisted on doing it herself.
Yang Duning was moved to a mess. People who didn’t know Huang Qiuling thought she was shy and contrived, but Yang Duning understood that she used such a method to show her heart. She was willing, no one forced her, and she was very determined. , Also told Yang Duning with this behavior that she had accepted her fate.
When a white lamb appeared in front of Yang Duning's eyes, Yang Duning almost stopped breathing. It seemed that if he breathed a little bit larger, the scene before him would disappear.
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Seeing Huang Qiuling lying down slowly, Yang Duning also leaned over, stroked her delicate skin, occasionally skimming over those sensitive areas, and said emotionally: "Qiu Ling, you will be my wife from today onwards. , No one can bully you anymore, I will make you happy."
Huang Qiuling, who is deeply in love, only vaguely heard these words. She doesn't care. Perhaps, this relationship is destined to not last long, but this might make her life more complete!
She believes that it is impossible for Yang Duning to marry her. Because she was married and divorced. In this place where the folkway is simple but still superstitious and backward, if he really marries her, his future will be ruined. She doesn't want to get such a result. It's not that some people say that if you love someone, you must make him happy, and the future is ruined. How can he be happy
Moreover, vaguely, she still feels that Guo Yingshuang is indeed the most suitable woman for Yang Duning.
Everything is so natural and so primitive.
After the first cry of pain turned into the later happy moan, Huang Qiuling, an older second-married woman, finally became a woman worthy of her name!
Huang Qiuling is indeed very mature. At the age of twenty-nine, in Yuecheng, it is normal to have a few children regardless of the family planning policy. Today, Huang Qiuling is truly blooming like a flower.
The light finally turned off.
Turn off the lights, in fact, the room is still very bright, everything is so clear, but it is not interesting.
Because the bright moon hanging on the ancient sea is so big and round, the moonlight is so bright and bright, but people are lingering, and it seems that they can't fill the other's physical and psychological emptiness.
The moonlight is cold, but at this moment, the moonlight is like a catalyst, constantly stimulating the passion in the blood of the two, and the moonlight seems to become warm.
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When Huang Qiuling finally fell asleep, Yang Duning looked up at the bright moon outside the window and thought of Xiaoxue again. It seemed to be the same with Xiaoxue that day, the moon was so bright and round.
No wonder, so many people like the moon, and now Yang Duning also starts to like the moon.
Yang Duning has always dreamed. Before and now, as long as he fell asleep, the dream would begin.
In the dream, Yang Duning's side was constantly changing with different faces like a lantern, and Yang Duning suddenly felt that he seemed to want to stay by his side for a long time, because everyone was a feeling he couldn't let go of.
It's a pity that, after all, there is a time for gathering and dispersing. When all the faces are gone, Yang Duning opened his eyes, woke up from his dream, and dawned.
Looking at the sleeping woman beside him, Yang Duning felt real, because this kind of real possession made him feel at ease and at ease.
Yang Duning quietly removed the hands and feet still hovering on him like a spider, and did not wake up Huang Qiuling, who was probably in her sweet dreamland, put on her pajamas and went into the bathroom.
Today is the first day of work after the Spring Festival, Yang Duning does not want to be late, because there are many things waiting for him.
Of course, to cook two warm and loving breakfasts in person, this is indispensable.
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