Actually... To be honest, among the few people, the relationship between Yan Li and I can be called a "deep sadomasochistic relationship". He was the one who was abused at first, and then I was the one who was abused. This so-called retribution of the present world is like this. What I once imposed on him, I returned everything in the end. Even the few times I stabbed him, he stabbed back one by one with vengeance. The position is probably not bad... I threw him in the water to freeze, and he also threw me in the medicine soup to boil. I gave him a spring breeze for a while, although he didn't let it go, but during the treatment period, he did tease me a lot when other people were not around. As a competent doctor, he can press and pinch my body without any evil intentions, but I am a living person after all, I can feel and respond, but he fixed my acupoints, making me burn with desire Waiting for a while, he said coolly at the side: "Reboot."
That scene was almost the same as what I did to him in Baihong Villa back then...
I'm not a masochist like Mo Wei, if he always treats me like that, how could I like him. If he just abused me, I probably thought of saving his life, so I waved my hand generously: Forget it, don't care.
But that man, how can some small actions escape my master's eyes.
At that time, the serious illness was not recovered, and it would come and go again and again. He was by my side all night and all night, lying on the bed in a disheveled state. He woke up almost every time I moved. His first reaction when he woke up was to grab my wrist. He climbed up, and unconsciously said in his mouth: "What's the matter, does it still hurt?"
I looked at his sleepy eyes, obviously he was still sleepwalking, so I replied softly: "I don't feel any pain anymore, go to sleep..."
He probably didn't hear me either. After a long time, maybe because my pulse condition was stable, he breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his hands and continued to rest on the edge of the bed. I looked at his haggard side face by the candlelight, and my heart was always sore and swollen. The pain was infinitely magnified by the old injury, so I thought, well, no matter how he treats me in the future Well, I don't care about it with him.
In the second month after waking up, I was gradually able to get out of bed and walk a few steps. He also followed closely, but always followed from a distance, provoking me with cynicism and irony. Lian Er half supported me, and I simply let go of my strength. Hey yo yelled and fell on Lian'er. He immediately changed his face and rushed over, skillfully took out a needle and pierced me. Seeing his expression, I suddenly felt that what I did was really unkind...
And he was really angry, and walked away.
Lian Er said: "My lord, how can I pretend this? Mr. Yan is really worried about you!"
I also regretted it. That night, he threw me into the medicine soup with a cold face, and didn't bicker with me like usual. I looked for something to say with a shy face and tried to apologize, but he only responded to me with his nose...
Later, when he dried me and hugged me to bed, I couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed his neck, and glared angrily: "I'm so humbled, why are you upset?" of!"
"It's your business if you want to be humble, it's my business whether I'm happy or not, your business is none of my business, and mine is none of your business!" He finally said the first sentence that night, hugging me His hand tightened suddenly.
"It's none of your business, why do you take care of me so hard! Don't think I don't know what you have done! I know your blood is precious, is it necessary to force me to drink so much! You are so small, I will lie If you hit you once, you will turn your face, I drank so much blood from you, are you going to hunt and kill me in the next life!"
His face turned pale, and then suddenly flushed red, as angry and embarrassed as if his secret had been exposed. "That's my business too!"
"Okay!" I laughed angrily, "You put me down, I don't need your care now!" As I spoke, I struggled in his arms and pushed him hard. There was a hard knock on the corner of the table, it must have hurt so badly, his face changed, and as soon as he let go of his hand, I was about to fall to the edge of the bed, he was startled, and rushed up again, laying on my waist As soon as I exerted force, I rolled to the inner side of the bed, his lower abdomen bumped against the edge of the bed again, and rolled onto the bed, ignoring his own injury, he stretched out his hand and took me into his arms, and asked anxiously, "Do you hurt me?" Yet?"
I just stared at him without blinking my eyes. I bumped my forehead against the wall, but it wasn't heavy. At least compared with him, it wasn't even a minor injury. I saw that his lips were turning white from the pain, so I reached out to touch the corner of his lips, and asked in a daze, "Do you feel pain?"
I forgot who took the initiative to kiss him first, I only remember that during the process, I had difficulty breathing, and as a result, my heart beat violently. I don’t know if the smell of medicine in my mouth is bitter to him, but he is probably used to this faint bitter taste, but I I tasted the cool mint smell between his lips and teeth... I seemed to be calmly hugging his neck, and buried my face in his chest, but in fact I yelled madly in my heart: I am dead, I have provoked another...
Provoke, just provoke...
What else can I do? No one is more enemies than him, I said in a muffled voice, "I probably owed you in my previous life..."
He sneered and said, "You said it the wrong way!" The arms around my waist tightened, and his voice dropped an octave. "Don't lie to me like that in the future!"
I immediately promise that I will never lie to anyone in the future! As it turns out, my pledge, never seems to have taken effect once...
But I also understand that some things cannot be lied to, and some things cannot be really lied to. It's like some fairy tales, you shouldn't tell your kids because they'll take it as truth, and once they take the false story as truth, it's a real deception. Fairy tales are for adults like us, because we all know what is true and what is false, and it is enough to have a good time tacitly and cooperate with each other tacitly.
After that, I didn't use their feelings to pretend to be sick. I only lie to them if I know they won't be fooled. This sounds a little strange, such a delicate relationship, it is probably difficult to understand if you are not a player in the game.
Mo Wei asked me how I felt about Yan Li, and it was probably the same as how Yan Li felt about me. I love and hate each other, and I wish I could bully each other...
Not long after that night, Yan Li officially became the fifth child in our family. At that time, the news did not cause an uproar in the family, the four young masters accepted it calmly, and even Tang San didn't express any displeasure. I thought it was because my life was in Yanli's hands, and they dared not Expressed the slightest dissatisfaction with this. Thinking about it now, maybe I was thinking too simply. Based on what I have done to Yan Li, it is the strangest thing that he would agree to be Xiao Wu. With such an analysis, my previous speculation is more reasonable.
It must be, Yan Li and I have already cooked raw rice and cooked rice!
I hit my left palm with my right fist, and suddenly said: "It must be like this!"
Mo Wei stopped drinking and looked up at me. "Have you come to a conclusion?"
"Yeah!" I nodded vigorously. "It must have been a long time ago, when I was given a strong aphrodisiac, and I became so beastly. Yan Li, who was kindly trying to save me from fire and water, was accidentally thrown down by me. Losing himself to me made him feel very hurt, so he left in a hurry. After I woke up, I lost all my memory, and he felt even more embarrassed. He felt awkward, and simply concealed the matter, but everyone else knew, and only I was kept in the dark. But lovers get married in the end, this abuse The deep love finally has a happy ending!"
Mo Wei wiped the spouted tea calmly, and said expressionlessly, "Very good, your imagination."
I scratched my head in embarrassment: "That's what it says in the story." (This is the plot of this dog blood Taiwan talk...)
"You are too self-deprecating." Mo Wei said seriously, "Such a bloody story is not suitable for you, really."
"What's that like?"
Mo Wei sighed and said, "Actually, I'm not very clear about such a personal matter, but even if I think about it with my toes, I can be sure that it's definitely not what you think about in your head."
"Then what's going on! Have Yan Li and I ever done that kind of thing!"
"I said." Mo Wei sighed again, "Why are you bothered about this? It's the same if you have it or not. It didn't exist in the past, so you can make it up now?"
That's right... He said that I can have sex now, is he implying me...
Our family, Yan Xiaowu, is awkward and thin-skinned, duplicity. First, he doesn't want to admit that he cares about me, and second, he doesn't want to admit that he likes me. It's as if he loses if he admits first. Well, this head, let the master lower it. If you fall in love first, then you lose, and if you lose, you lose. If there must be a winner or loser between two people who like each other, then apart from the awkward one like my Yan Xiaowu (historical factors are not ruled out), who else really likes it? Will the opponent's people have the heart to watch the opponent lose? It should be the first to lose. If everyone cares about winning or losing like this, then there will be no winners in the game of love.
In this world, there needs to be an extremely thick and dark woman like me, who can make progress by retreating and win by losing!
After making up my mind in this way, I let out a long sigh of relief, and my eyes suddenly became clear, and my favorability for Mo Wei increased by a few percentage points, so the power of gossip also increased. I rested my chin on my hand, leaned my upper body in his direction, raised my eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Now that I've finished talking about my question, it's your turn."
I asked seriously: "What is your relationship with Fang Xiaohou, and you haven't really brought it up!"
It is better to hit the sun than choose the day, come on! ...
Mo Wei is a broken sleeve, and everyone in the imperial capital knows it.
Although Mo Wei often goes to Zhilan Pavilion, the largest place for young men in the imperial capital, he is a wonderful person in the eyes of young men and is very popular, but in the court, in the eyes of most righteous people, he is a person who is not popular, someone he likes , do not like him. Just like Han Xin, the official censor.
Hearing my question, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Young Master Fang and I? What's the relationship?"
"That's right!" I nodded again and again, "Why is he holding on to you? Why do you keep targeting him? Could it be that you both see each other and come here to meet each other?"
Mo Wei sighed silently. "I have nothing to do with Master Fang..."
Listening to this, it sounds familiar.
Well, the master also said that.
I rubbed my chin and pondered for a moment, then asked again: "That day in the restaurant, I met a Liu Che who claimed to be a magic stick, oh no, it was a magic stick who called himself Liu Che." I paused, looked up Mo Wei, this guy is as calm as a mountain. "Then Liu Che looks a bit like Young Master Fang."
"Oh?" Mo Wei raised his eyebrows, as if interested, and asked, "What does it look like?"
"About twenty years old, tall and tall, a little thin, but pretty and harmless, not like Young Master Fang, who can be seen as a playboy at a glance."
"That's right..." Mo Wei said slowly, "Maybe people are similar..."
"Of course I know all kinds of coincidences in the world, even in the world, it is possible to find two people who are 90% similar." I sighed quietly, "However, that day I ran into Young Lord Fang, and he once gave me a letter to let me know." I gave it to a person surnamed Liu, both surnamed Liu, I think there shouldn't be too many coincidences."
"Liu Naiguo's surname, there are so many people surnamed Liu, why can't it be a coincidence?"
"You also said that Liu is the country's surname. Young Master Fang's mother's surname is Liu, and the little emperor's surname is also Liu." I counted on my fingers, "I was just thinking, this Liu Che seems to be hiding something. A trace of extravagance, could she also be a member of the royal family... "
"If so, what? If not, so what?" Mo Wei asked leisurely while holding a teacup.
"If so, I think it's better to move. Tao Er also said that Minyue Kingdom is about to move, and Fang Xiaohou happened to come here again, and you." I looked up at him, "I thought about it carefully, can you Don't tell me, you came here purely to fight against Han Xin. As far as I know, you are a hooligan. Although Han Xin is cold-faced and cold-hearted, he is still a bodhisattva. I don't care about you, why did you use such a roundabout way to demote you here. Even if it is suppressed, you should move to the southwest of the caterpillar country instead of coming to Los Angeles to enjoy the blessings. So you must have a plan when you come here!"
Mo Wei looked at me with a smile, and when I finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch my cheek, and pinched me moderately. "Xiao Yu'er, don't you feel guilty when you say the words "rogue embryo?"
I sighed and thought to myself, it must be because my master was busy when I was a child and neglected to discipline me, and let me hang out with Mo Wei all day long, which had a fatal adverse effect on my outlook on life, the world, and values. grabbed. In fact, I think that I am quite similar to Mo Wei, which is one of the reasons why I am not narcissistic.
"Don't change the subject. I'm serious!" I slapped his hand away, and moved the chair to sit far away in displeasure. Everyone likes to pinch me since I got a lot of flesh on my face.
"Well, your guess is pretty good." Mo Wei nodded lightly, "I can't tell you too much, this matter involves a top-secret mission, and you know the consequences if it is leaked."
"I'm not interested in the affairs of the imperial court." I waved my hand and said disdainfully, "It's just that I disdain these open and secret fights and killings. It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. If you tell me clearly Harmful, I naturally ran as far as I could.”
"Little heartless thing." Mo Wei scolded, but with a smile in his eyes, "Just leave Master alone like this?"
I smiled and said, "Uncle, you are doomed to be alone for the first half of your life, and you will get used to it for the rest of your life."
Mo Wei was almost as if Xizi was holding his heart, but in the end he just supported the corner of the table and shook his head sadly. "Master is unlucky..."
I saw that the time was almost up, and I was about to leave. I stood up and straightened my clothes, and I kindly persuaded him again. "Mo Wei, you're not young anymore. If you find someone suitable, you should just get married. My master, you don't want to think about it. Han Xin is also impossible. In a person's life, many times, you can't pay attention to it. I can make do with it." I patted him on the shoulder, feeling sorry for his older age and unmarried status, "It's not good for your health to always use your left and right hands."
Mo Wei looked at me and laughed straight, with a stomachache, panting: "Sure enough, my wife's speech has become more and more sloppy. Come on, it's time for Dongli to find you when he wakes up."
Look, the master's work and rest time is also engraved in his heart. Don't blame me for guarding against him...
In fact, there is a saying that I still refuse to admit. I really hate Mo Wei, but I also admire him subtly. If you want to define the relationship between us, it is probably the friendship between Wangnian and the blue-faced confidant, which is what I said earlier : girlfriends.
Mo Wei must be unwilling to admit this fact, seeing his troubled face, the corners of his mouth twitched when he sent me out.
"I won't lock the back door from now on, you are welcome to disturb me at any time." He said with a smile.
I pinched my sleeves to pretend to be glamorous and noble. "Sir, I'm very busy."
He smiled and scratched my nose, "Little girl!"
I'm already married and starting a business, but he still treats me like a little girl, which really hurts his self-esteem.
All the way back, I was thinking, master, for the first time after my comeback, I should dedicate it to Yan Wu who silently dedicated and pulled me back from the gate of hell. But how to start it so that it seems natural and natural
I turned around and walked towards Yanyuan, and when I reached the door, I was knocked down by Yan Wu who was blown out like a gust of wind, with a sound of ouch, my buttocks fell backwards, flattening the sand and falling into the wild goose...
I burst into tears from the pain and looked up at him. "What are you doing running so fast?"
Yan Wu hurriedly helped me up, put his palm on my buttocks and rubbed it lightly, his eyes were scorched. "Does it hurt?"
My heart moved, why not just take advantage of the trend? I held his arm and leaned into his arms, softly said: "It hurts..."
Unexpectedly, he pushed me out and said: "I have medicine in the room, you take it yourself and ask Qiao Si to wipe it for you. I have something urgent to go out for a few days." He let go of his hand like a gust of wind ran away...
I stood at the gate of Yanyuan, and I was stunned for a long time. A gust of wind blew by, and suddenly I became a little cold...
It feels like being abandoned.
What's the matter, he ran in such a hurry, and he had to go out for a few days
I left Yanyuan sadly, returned to Qiaoyuan, and met the master at the gate of Qiaoyuan. The master was washing the inkstone, and when he saw me, he asked, "Where have you been, Yu'er?" Then he said, "Why is your face so sad?"
I looked up to the sky with a long sigh, walked over and hugged the master's waist, and rubbed silently. "Butt hurts..."
This is the distress caused by the pain in the buttocks...
The master laughed and put his arm around me. "Knocked down?"
I nodded sullenly, "Yan Wu said that he will go out for a few days."
"I know, he just sent someone to report the letter."
I looked up at the master. "Where did he go and what did he do?"
The master walked into the house, and I followed into the house.
"I didn't elaborate, it seems that it has nothing to do with the teacher."
Yan Wu's teacher
I only know that he has always been a loner, and I thought he was self-taught, so he has a teacher!
"Does Tao Er know? Did he send someone to follow? Is the problem serious? I think he is quite anxious. Can he handle it alone?"
The master glanced at me and said with a smile: "Tao Er and Yan Wu are as close as brothers. If you think about it, Tao Er will naturally think about it. Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"Oh..." My plan was killed in the cradle.
When it was time for dinner in the evening, I heard Lian Er say that Tao Er had also followed, so I thought, this matter might not be easy...
"San'er, do you know any secrets that I don't know?" I stopped my chopsticks and asked Tang San.
He replied, "I don't know what secrets you don't know."
I choked for a moment, and said, "It's Yan Wu, what happened to his master?"
Tang San took a sip of the soup, and said lightly: "I don't know much about this matter. There are rules in the world, don't inquire about other people's sect affairs."
I said depressedly, "It's still mine anyway, can't you inquire about what happened?"
"What are you worrying about?" Tang San looked at me suspiciously, "Do you still need to worry about the second brother?"
"That's wrong." I sighed, resting my chin on my shoulders. "It's just that he was forced to go out, so I don't feel relieved."
The second year of Qianyuan is destined to be an eventful year... (Friendly reminder: pay attention to "the second year of Qianyuan")
There are only me, Master, Tang San, and Qiao Si at the dinner table. There are fewer people, and what we eat is not rice, but loneliness. Even the fried chicken is not as delicious as usual. I think this is the little oily chicken’s powerless struggle against fate, all it can do is to make itself less delicious, and my master, I can only be so delicious all the time, tsk~
Now that Tao Er is away, everyone in the family listens to the master. It feels like losing Tao Er, the family has lost the backbone, and suddenly there is no sense of security. The master asked Tang San to be responsible for the defense work in the garden, and he went back to the house to rest after checking the organ formation. I was taken away by Qiao Si, and I was personally protected. Before I left, I asked Lian Er to move to Shenyuan to protect the master. Naturally, Lian Er could not rub against the master's bed like I did, she slept in the outer room.
For some reason, there is a faint sense of oppression that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is overwhelming.
I deeply feel that Tao Er is the eaves that shelter the wind and rain. People under the eaves have to bow their heads, but if there is no eaves, your head may not be able to keep it.
Lian'er sent another maid to help me take a bath and change clothes. According to Yan Wu's previous order, the medicinal bath was also halved, so I rarely took a flower bath, and the bowl of medicine before going to bed was also skipped. I drank half of it. The bowl of hot milk finally didn’t smell like medicine all over my mouth. I was so comfortable that I wanted to sigh. I leaned on the recliner and squinted at Qiao Si. He was packing up the engineering class for the day. I walked over and picked up a few. Look, the more you look, the more frightened you become...
"Si'er, you wrote all this today?" My hands trembled a little.
He nodded slightly embarrassed.
With just a few sheets of paper in my hand, the fonts on each sheet are different, but they are arranged in time, and the progress can be clearly seen, from the crookedness of the first sheet to the silver hook of the last sheet...
Diligence can make up for clumsiness, stupid birds fly first...
In vain, I claim to be smart all my life, and I have never paid attention to anything. I study in a daze, and forget casually. It can't compare with our family's four children who work hard for a day and have three autumns of hard work.
I silently returned the paper to him, patted the back of his hand, and sighed meaningfully. "Si'er, you are so talented!"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at me suspiciously.
I gave him the back of the head in a somewhat dejected manner, and went back to the bed depressed, without looking back: "Si'er, go to bed early."
After packing up his things, he turned off the lights, leaving only a dim lamp, and then lifted the quilt and came in.
Originally, there was only one quilt for one person, but mine was moved to the inner room. He slept in the outer room to protect me. I lay on my side, and he lay on his back. I saw his resolute yet slender side lines vaguely by the candlelight, and I suddenly remembered something. Regarding the matter, he said leisurely: "Today, Yan Wu said, I have lifted the ban, and I can have sex now."
As soon as the words came out, he froze.
The glory of the old bones is gone...
In fact, I wanted to say this sentence at the dinner table, and then I saw the reaction of the three people, but considering that the consequences of saying this might be very serious, I decided to keep it a secret. It is purely a coincidence that I will say it at this time.
I crawled back and forth under the quilt, and finally got into his quilt. During the period, I was chilled by the air outside, and I shivered, but he didn't bother to push me away, and instead wrapped the quilt around me.
I hugged his strong waist, looked up and laughed. "Si'er, tell me, what are you thinking now?"
He shook his head stiffly. "Thought nothing?"
I sighed melancholy. "You lie to me..."
"No." He said sincerely.
Tsk, it's even more sad.
I continued to climb up, grabbed his neck, and said seductively: "I didn't drink medicine today, it smells like milk. And I didn't take a medicine bath, it smells like flowers..."
His body was visibly stiff, as if facing a formidable enemy.
My heart was pounding hard, and the night was quiet, and his heartbeat and breathing could be clearly heard.
Seeing his appearance as a black panther transformed into a little sheep, I couldn't bear to stop molesting him. As I said before, there are no men who are not flirtatious. It’s just the difference between bright flirtatious and dull flirtatious. The fourth son of our family came from a secret family, and the boredom is deeper than ordinary people. So between us, generally speaking, I should take the initiative first. After piercing that layer of paper, the initiative is completely deprived...
The big bad wolf wanted to eat the little sheep, but found that the other was a black panther in sheep's clothing, so he was counterattacked, and there was nothing left to eat.
Si'er has a faint fragrance after bathing, it's so faint to the extreme, it's not so much fragrance, it's more like a man's breath, I thought Yan Wu really didn't wait for you, it's all the arrangement of fate, then turned over and lay on the bed On Joe Si, eye to eye, nose to nose...
I lightly touched his tightly pursed lower lip, and whispered: "Why are you so nervous?"
He put his hand on my waist, but he didn't really refuse, but he still seemed to be hesitating.
"Your body..."
"Yan Wu said it's all right, so it's all right." I wasn't lying. According to Yan Wu's standards, he couldn't let me lift the ban even if there was even a little problem. I giggled again and said, "If you don't believe me, check it out?" As I spoke, I leaned over and kissed him.
His hand tightened for a moment. At the beginning, he let me kiss me, but he resisted not responding, but his hands trembled a little, and his breathing was a little rough. In the end, just like the first time, he couldn't bear it anymore, turned his defense into an attack, and moved his hands on my back Then, one hand pulled down my large nightgown, the other hand reached into the apron, and my lips also moved from my lips to my neck and collarbone...
How much I would like to describe this process of ecstasy in detail, but I never forget one thing, panting: "Sier, pull the curtain..."
The white gauze curtain fell, covering a bed of spring, only to see mandarin ducks crossing their necks, flowers blooming side by side... (If you see this, if you want to lift the table, please feel free...)
I looked up at him in a daze, and I had the leisure to think: He must have watched "Golden Plum" and "Jade Tuan" when I didn't know it... Si'er who never tires of learning...
Clinging to the back of his neck, I let out a groan, and bit his shoulder, with tears secreting from the corners of my eyes. Doing this kind of thing really stimulates my heart, especially when my partner has saved for a long time...
After the passion, I stopped eating, and I didn't even have the strength to move my fingers. A man who is full is different. He caressed my back and kissed my eyelids delicately. Closing his eyes and pretending to be a dead body, he hummed to express his dissatisfaction...
His physical fitness has dropped drastically. If he put it in the past, it would not be a problem to fight for 300 rounds, with first-class flexibility and first-class endurance. I am really old now, my old bones are shaking, my waist is sore and my legs are weak after a few rounds, I can't keep up with his speed, no, I need to exercise more...
"Si'er..." I said slowly, "Don't touch the scar, it won't disappear if you touch it again."
One or two of them always like to touch the scar on my chest, touching it without distracting thoughts, which makes me very hurt...
Qiao Si paused with his hands, "Do you mind?" His voice was a little hoarse, and he looked extraordinarily sexy.
I smiled and said, "I don't mind, it's you guys who mind. Compared to scars, I can't compare to you." I closed my eyes and groped on his body, from chest to back, it was as familiar as my own body Same. "one two three… "
In fact, I don’t need to count them again to know that there are twelve scars in total, including knife wounds, whip wounds, sword wounds, brand marks...
That's why I said that the secret door is a perverted organization. These scars are far away for 20 years, and the recent ones are two years old. Such a murderous hand on a child should really be destroyed by humanity.
I finally stroked the feather brand on his right back.