When Ayin woke up, it was already three poles in the sun, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was as dark as the Snake Cave, but the sunlight from the gaps in the curtains was clear and bright. She seemed to have fallen into the open deep sea, the air with the scent of soothing fragrance was the surging current, and the light was the fishing line that lured her out to sea.
She didn't know what the fisherman looked like, thinking about how to eat her, just as she didn't know whether the scenery outside the curtain still closed her eyes or not.
She wanted to cough softly, but her breastbone was numb and unable to lift her strength. The pain in her limbs had just woken up from her slumber, which made her bluntly remember what happened yesterday. She turned her ankles. She used to have such a habitual little movement when she was injured. This time, she thought it was a broken muscle and bone. , the bones are good, making a crunching sound.
When the snake took away the spirit, it seemed that it also took away some dead old pain, making her meridians as smooth as rebirth.
She raised her right hand and hesitantly touched her own breast, which was so big and soft that she couldn't hold it with one hand. She sighed and mocked herself, how could she think she could return to the body before she met the snake.
She pinched the soft tip again in a daze, and it was painful. There was no other reaction except the pain, and there was no more sensitive and affectionate numbness before.
A Yin rubbed the pinched chest, expressionless on her face, and she didn't know whether she was happy or unhappy. Just as she was about to get up, there was a strand of smooth hair on the back of her hand.
She squinted in the dark light, Aro was lying in front of the bed, twisting the raw edge of her pillowcase with one hand, and holding a cool roll of handkerchief with the other, it turned out that she was so warm when she fell asleep The temperature is this, she stretched out her hand to pull out the cold towel, and her movements lost its weight, which disturbed Aro.
She has seen many people wake up in her life. Li Shiyi frowned and squinted for a while when he woke up. Song Shijiu habitually raised his hand and rubbed his eyelashes when he woke up. The guests woke up with the residual smell of alcohol. , with a wrinkled face, it took a long time to react before recognizing whose jade arm he was resting on.
Only Aro, only Aro, when she opened her eyes, she was a clear lake, reflecting A Yin's figure like a moon, without any hesitation.
She looked at her, her face was still so pale that it was frightening, but it was better than ten thousand brocade flowers. She asked her in a hoarse voice, "Awake?"
"Why are you lying on the side of the bed?" A Yin put her pillow on the pillow and looked at her from the bottom up. Based on her friendship with A Luo, she originally thought that she should wake up in A Luo's arms.
Aro put the handkerchief back on the side of the copper basin and put it on gently, without answering her question.
A Yin slowly looked at her deliberately slow movements, and grasped her thoughts thoroughly.
So she folded her lips and smiled, and consciously shrank back, freeing up a space wide for one person, patted the pillow, and said, "Curse carefully, the bones hurt, come up and sleep."
Aro was startled and looked down at her.
A Yin burst out laughing, and lifted the quilt: "Who am I to be your auntie? Turn around and don't recognize anyone?"
She smiled brightly, and still had the flamboyant appearance of the past, as if she had always lived on such a trajectory, the snake did not bring anything, and naturally did not take anything away.
A Luo frowned, and hesitantly undressed and went to bed.
The quilt collapsed like a cloud, and the girl beside her rested on another pillow with a cold fragrance. She stayed up late last night, but she was not sleepy. Just now, she deliberately kept her distance from Ayin, for fear that she would be uncomfortable, but Ayin was so open-hearted, which made her feel very restrained.
When did she become such a person
It was Ayin who spoke first. She lay on her back like Aro, folded her hands on her abdomen, and asked her, "On Eleven, is the Prince of Mount Tai?"
A Luo was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "No on Eleven, Ling Heng is."
It was difficult for her to describe the difference between the two, but she felt that there should be a difference.
"Does Ling Heng look like Eleven?" Ah Yin stroked the pillow with her backhand, wanting to hear more from Ah Luo. Words can always dilute a lot of things. The so-called chat is mostly just a chat, and the big thing will pass.
"Seven points, lips and chin are a bit like mine."
"You?" A Yin raised an eyebrow.
Aro smiled: "I didn't tell you, I made it out of Ling Heng?"
Ayin shook her head, her eyes half curious and half absurd.
"I cultivated my spiritual sense and had five senses, but I didn't have a body. It was Ling Heng who made me look like I am today."
A Yin was very interesting to hear, she stretched out her index finger and touched her delicate chin, hooked it up again, and drew a graceful arc along the end of her nose. When her fingers hovered to the peak of her lips, she chuckled lightly: "So, Ling Heng's craftsmanship is comparable to that of a skilled craftsman."
More than that, it is ingenious and ingenious. She couldn't remember many idioms for a while, but she was sure that the most exquisite idioms could not be exaggerated in Aro's brows.
Her fingertips pressed against Aro's lower lip, and then she retracted it, and suddenly closed her eyelashes, looking at Aro's quiet profile, and spit out an inexplicable sentence: "I used to... have you seen it before? you?"
It doesn't need an answer. Whether in this life or in the past life, it is natural to have seen it. But Ayin doesn't seem to be talking about this.
Arrow's lips opened slightly, his heart seemed to be covered by a glass cover, and then someone tapped a steel pipe outside.
The vibration of the glass cover made her nervous, but she was also faintly nervous, for fear that the person would use more force and break the glass.
She turned her face away, looked at A Yin tenderly, and said, "Yes. You also said you wanted to marry me."
A Yin's nose twitched three or two times, looked at her, bit her lip and smiled again, as if she had heard a joke that didn't work out.
"What a skill, marry the King of Hell." She smiled and shook her head, turning her head back.
Aro smiled too, staring at the shadows of the sun throbbing on the roof and said nothing.
After being lazy for a while, I heard Wu Qian knock on the door, saying that it was lunch, and I invited them to go down to eat. Aro agreed, and after washing up with Ayin, Song Song went downstairs while protecting her waist.
A few people were happy to see A Yin Wu Han, and the meal was more lively than the New Year's Eve dinner. After seeing the bottom of the dishes, Li Shiyi wiped the corners of his mouth, and the person at the table said that he planned to go to find Yu Yu.
"Yugong, where are you?" Mr. Tu asked.
Song Nineteen said: "On the morning of November, the paper man was sent to the mountain temple, and Qing Snake said that it was in Chongqing."
"My dear, it's far." Youngest Tu and Sister-in-law Tu stood up to pick up the dishes, "When do you leave?"
"You stay in the mansion with your sister-in-law Sishun." Li Shiyi said.
"What... what?" Mr. Tu put the bowls on the table and became nervous, for fear that he didn't realize that he was really useless and would not take him with him in the future.
Li Shiyi smiled: "This trip is related to the past of Nineteen, and I don't know if it is good or bad. Many people followed, and she was embarrassed."
She paused and added, "We'll be back in a few days."
"Hey!" The youngest Tu Lai smiled and gave Song Nineteen a shabby look, "If that's the case, Brother Tu won't go. With the protection of the Bodhisattva, you can't go wrong if you think about it."
With a big wave of his hand, he carried the bowl away, and with a quick flush of greasy hands, he quickly washed the bowl.
Sister-in-law Tu combined the chopsticks into a bunch, stomped the bottom of the chopsticks on the table, smiled embarrassedly and nodded to Li Shi. Li Shiyi's breath moved slightly, and he smiled lightly.
After washing the dishes, a few people played cards in the yard to enjoy the cool air. The youngest Tu was so upset that he squatted on the stool to boost his luck. Sister-in-law Tu had just cleaned the house and was about to clean the leaves under the swing. She passed by with a broom. , and gave it to his butt. The youngest Tu said, "Hey," she turned around and threw the cards out, her eyes chasing after Sister-in-law Tu's back, who was bowing and cleaning, and turned her head to face the card table with a "hiss".
He suddenly remembered what was important.
"You left, leave me here, but I really want to ask about one thing." Mr. Tu stretched out his hand to sign the sign, "This yard is splendid, how much is the rent, and when the rent will be paid, you and me will tell you the truth. , I'll be prepared anyway, and I'll teach people to rush it later."
For a while, the wind was blowing and the clouds were quiet, and the two aunts and Wu Qian didn't respond. Youngest Tu raised his eyes, saw Aro draw a card, and said softly, "When did I say that this mansion is rented?"
"Huh?" Mr. Tu was stunned.
On the stone steps not far away, there was a plate of fresh melons, fruits and red dates in the center. The two beauties were sitting on the left and right, their exquisite cheongsams were lying on the steps, and the white thighs at the splits shook, and A Yin took one. The fat jujubes were chewed in his mouth, his eyes narrowed, as comfortable as a fox coming out of a hole.
"Tell me, what is my luck, sister, there are four cards in the table, one Yama, one Fujun, and even you have a background." A Yin teased with Song Nineteen, who was beside him with red dates. Xianwener, "I'm thinking, things can't be so coincidental, and things can't be kept in order. I'm also a fairy."
Song Nineteen had his knees in one hand and his chin in the other, his eyes rising and falling as Li Shiyi played cards.
A Yin withdrew her arms, propped her backhands behind her, and half-laid down awkwardly, followed Song Nineteen's gaze for a while, Zaohe'er pressed her mouth against her mouth, and sighed, "It's absolutely unbelievable, Li Shiyi's this The stuffy gourd is actually from Taishan Prefecture."
Song Nineteen smiled tenderly.
A Yin narrowed his eyes, and didn't know where his eyes were drifting. He lowered his voice and sneered: "I don't know what kind of land this Taishan Mansion is, but the raised ones are so attractive."
Song Nineteen raised his eyebrows, bit the fingernail of his ring finger lightly, and caught an unusual word: "All?"
The newly born almond eyes circled around Li Shiyi, and then circled around Aro.
A Yin glanced at her, and Song Nineteen's raised eyebrows were ten percent of Li Shiyi's disciple, but she could see a little bit of clarity.
She tossed the silk, and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore. Naturally, she didn't see Aro's auricle moving slightly, who was sitting with his back to him. The hand that drew the card was retracted, and he paused in the air.
As night fell, the mansion ushered in the tranquility of the last night of gathering. A Yin took a shower early, and after packing her bags, she rolled up her hair and sat by the window while fanning her neckline. The door was knocked softly, but it was Arrow who was weak.
She had loose hair and was described as having been groomed. She looked around Ayin's house, and the low voice was submerged in the moonlight: "Close the window tightly and cover the quilt tightly. If you are injured, don't catch a cold."
A Yin responded, and when she saw her eyes fell on her slightly open chest, she paused, then retracted it, and gently pulled the corners of her lips to say goodbye.
A Yin got down from the windowsill and walked over with his slippers: "If you're not worried, let's sleep together."
She reached out, closed the door, and pulled Aro onto the bed.
It is the arms that have been lying down many times, and the fragrance that has fallen asleep many times. Ah Luo's embrace gives A Yin an unprecedented sense of security. He has cast aside the turmoil of the past, and the rest is as solid as a baby. Swaddling.
She was drowning in such steadfastness and didn't want to go anywhere.
Her throat was a little itchy, she coughed softly, Aro stood up, and when he crossed her, he would be tucked in by the corners, but when he turned back, his cheek was held by Ayin's right hand, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were like smoke. It landed on the junction of his finger and Aro's skin, and then hesitantly put it into Aro's eyes.
Aro was utterly seduced by her look.
Or not exactly, her cheeks with the scent of powder are seducing her, her lips are joking and cursing, her chin is arrogant but charming, her brows are frowning or not, her waist is bent or not. Bend, without exception, was all tempting her.
A Luo bowed his head, the tip of his nose rubbed lightly, and his chin was hooked on the side of his face, and his eyes held the corner of A Yin's mouth one step ahead of his lips.
The moment her lips and teeth met, she suddenly felt the person in her arms stiffen, and the hairs behind Ayin's ears stood up in a defensive posture.
Her vomit was abrupt and harsh at night, tears wet the corners of her eyes, bile rushed to her forehead, and rushed out of her throat, so bitter that she was so bitter that she could not wait to dig out her heart and stomach.
Aro's hair was tangled in a mess around his face, his eyes drooped down sadly, and then he reached forward and followed her back.
A Yin turned her head back with a sad expression on her face. She looked at her with red eyes, and said a few words with her lips murmured.
She vomited nothing, as if all she needed was this act of vomiting.
Aro pursed his lips, and after she calmed down, he took her hand and lay down again, kneading her finger pulp and knuckles back and forth from index finger to tail finger, and then from tail to index finger.
In the ticking of the clock, Ayin heard her say in a voice as if dipped in warm water, "Ayin, I have a desire for you."
She brought Ayin's hand to her chest, covering the trembling circle, and with a little force, she guided her to tease slowly.
A Yin was startled and felt the temptation she was not skilled at.
Aro looked at her, suppressed the reservedness and shyness in his eyes, and said to her, "This desire is beautiful, very good, and I like it very much. It has nothing to do with anything else, let alone a snake, you understand. ?"
"If you don't want to pay, you can ask for it."
There was a subtle change in the palm of his hand, which made Ah Yin's heart beat slowly and impulsive. She heard Aro tell her that desires are for everyone, and there is nothing odious about the face. Once again, she felt that the person in front of her was healing her, previously physically, this time emotionally.
She stared at Aro earnestly and tenderly, looking at the pale pink of her pale face over and over again, and finally she swallowed and asked her in a low voice, "How did you... treat me so well?"
Aro looked back at her from under her, and only three words were released from his pale lips: "What do you think?"