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The night was blurry, and the air was filled with the fragrant fragrance of jasmine. There were unknown little insects singing happily in the grass roots under the flowers. Lin Jinrong put down the fan in his hand and stood up, except for his coat, leaving only a light blue tube top.
, twisted a handkerchief from the copper basin and wiped his body carefully.
Lu Yan was sitting not far away, reading the book in his hand under the dim candlelight of the inn. Hearing the sound of water, he couldn't help but raise his head to look, and saw a blooming jasmine in the half-dark light.
Unable to help himself, he put down the book in his hand and stared at Lin Jinrong's graceful back. A familiar and indescribable feeling of heat rose up from his Dantian and traveled to his limbs and bones, making his mouth dry.
His tongue was dry and he couldn't bear it. How long had it been since he had seen Lin Jinrong? He had not seen her since the year before last, when the couple lived in separate rooms to honor the old man.
When he thought of still being in Xiaozhong, with a basin of cold water poured down his head, Lu Yan pursed his lips, and with difficulty he looked away from Lin Jinrong's slender and soft waist and skin as white as porcelain, and picked up the book again to read carefully.
It's just that those words seemed to have grown legs, moving around and jumping around, causing him to not even know what they meant when put together.
Lin Jinrong turned her face sideways and looked secretly at Lu Yan. She did it on purpose. As she said, like the morning dew, the days are numbered. Since she loves him, she wants to get close to him. Seeing Lu Yan lower his eyes, she didn't feel happy.
Looking at her, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, frustrated, and a little defeated. Then he deliberately whispered: "Erlang, I have some itching on my back. It's probably a mosquito bite. Come and check for me."
Today, if it hadn't been for the fact that the road between Pingzhou and Qingzhou had just been opened not long ago, pedestrians were traveling in groups, resulting in too many travelers staying in the inn. Even an old acquaintance squeezed into Tao's room, and the couple
It was impossible to live in the same place. The opportunity was rare. How could such a good opportunity come back home? She would not let it go.
Lu Yan looked back at Lin Jinrong, his eyes were as dark as pools, but his face was serious.
"You're afraid of this. Why don't you squeeze in with Seventh Brother and the others as soon as possible to keep things clean?" Lin Jinrong smiled seductively at him. The water on her skin shone dazzlingly under the lamp. She wore a light blue thin silk bra.
Being soaked with water and sticking tightly to the undulating lines, it is a bit more attractive than not wearing it at all.
Lu Yan knew very well that he couldn't help but swallow his saliva just now, so he put down the book pretending to be calm, stood up and walked towards Lin Jinrong: "Who said I was scared? It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Lin Jinrong was silent, only half-casting her eyes and looking at him quietly. Every step he took seemed to be walking on her heart, tingling and making people tremble. All the noise and heat around her seemed to be far away.
It was far away, misty and unreal. She only had him in her eyes. Seeing Lu Mian approaching, she slowly turned around and gently untied her tube top.
The light blue tube top was like a light cloud, flying lightly from her long and white fingertips, landing on Lu Yan's outstretched hand, flicking like the lightest feather or the most beautiful petal.
Lu Mian's heartstrings had been tense. He heard himself sighing softly. He saw himself grabbing the tube top. He saw Lin Jinrong's jade-white, beautiful and attractive butterfly bones. He even saw Lin Jinrong's beautiful and attractive butterfly bones.
He noticed her faint, undulating chest line. He couldn't help but think about how it would feel if he held her slender and flexible waist tightly in his palm.
Lin Jinrong closed his eyes slightly and said softly: "Did you see it? It's just under the shoulder bone."
Lu Yan leaned over to take a look, and saw a pinpoint-sized spot of bright red under the butterfly bone. It was slightly red and swollen, and he didn't know what kind of insect had bitten it. "Is it here?" He stretched out his finger and gently pressed the red spot.
Click, the voice is hoarse and slightly trembling.
"Yes." Lin Jinrong turned her head and glanced at him gently, her eyes as charming as hooks.
With a soft "clang" sound, Lu Yan heard the tight string in his heart break, and a little black ink smeared from his pupils, turning his eyes into bottomless pools. How had he ever
Having seen such a charming Lin Jinrong, before he could react, his actions were already ahead of his thoughts. He stretched out his hand to hold Lin Jinrong's waist and sucked on the small wound on her back.
Lin Jinrong was like a fish out of water, stretching her body to an incredible angle, trying hard to find the source of water, and even held her breath. She gently placed her hand on Lu Yan's hand that held her waist tightly.
, trying to turn around to face him, but she displayed all her beauty in front of Lu Mian in the most gentle and alluring posture, like an epiphyllum blooming under the moonlight, white, elegant, charming, exuding a refreshing feeling.
of fragrance.
Lu Yan was so fascinated that he moved his lips from the little red spot on her back to the bright red on her chest. He wanted her, he longed for her, just like in a dream, and wanted to toss her over and over again.
Once again, he roughly lifted up Lin Jinrong's skirt and couldn't wait to reach out to explore her secret areas.
Lin Jinrong leaned in his arms, but stopped him with her hands, half confused and half sober: "Erlang, have you thought clearly?" She was a little bad, she deliberately tempted him, but she was afraid that he would regret it later, thus
He was resentful and turned a wonderful thing into a tasteless and disgusting piece of wood, so he stopped him at this critical moment and asked him if he had thought clearly. He is a filial son and calls himself a gentleman. If he
It makes no sense to think that this matter will cause him to lose his moral character. Even in this life, she can only have one chance to say goodbye to him intimately, and she would rather he remember her good qualities than
Mixed with other impurities.
At this time, her behavior was very dangerous. Lu Yan looked at her for a long time, and the ink-like dark emotion in his eyes gradually faded away. He looked at her nervously, not knowing what to do.
Okay, letting her go would hurt her heart. If she continued, she would lose the previous feeling. He was a little annoyed. Was she deliberately teasing him?
Lin Jinrong's heart sank slightly, then she smiled, gently pulled away his hand on her waist, twisted the handkerchief from the copper basin, continued to scrub, and said softly: "There is a tube in my makeup box.
Go get the ointment and apply it on the wound with me."
Lu Mian stood still and said nothing.
An indescribable embarrassment permeated the two of them. Lin Jinrong silently took the coat from the hanger and put it on. She walked silently to the makeup box and prepared to get the ointment. She did not regret her actions just now. This was the best thing about her.
In her years, the most splendid years, she loved him, so she wanted to be close to him. It was not easy for his temperament to be indulged to this extent. But, could she just be like this, not far away or close to him?
Can you survive these last years? Even greed and pleasure can't do it.
The closer it gets to the end, the more reluctant she is to leave this world. The closer it gets to the end, the more attached she is to everything, including the faces of everyone in the Lu family that she has always disliked. After all, that is the evidence of living. You can hate only when you are alive, and you can love only when you are alive. She
Thinking that she was strong, she calmly planned the way forward and tried her best to arrange every step, but on this hazy moonlit, hot and humid night, in the noisy and poorly equipped inn, she suddenly discovered that she was so
Helpless, so powerless. She longed to live, and she was reluctant to let go of everything she had, including love and hate. She tried her best to grasp it all, but found it really difficult.
A large drop of heavy tears filled with sadness suddenly slipped from Lin Jinrong's eyelashes, and smashed onto the makeup box inlaid with mother-of-pearl, splashing the whole room with sorrow. Lin Jinrong bit her lip and opened it with trembling fingers.
In the box, the ointment is packed in a small hollow ivory tube dyed green, which needs to be picked out with a slender silver hairpin before use.
She squinted her eyes slightly and inserted the slender silver hairpin into the ivory tube several times, but she always couldn't do it well because her hands were shaking. She childishly threw the silver hairpin and the ivory tube onto the table and lay on the table.
started to cry.
Lu Yan suddenly woke up, strode over and hugged Lin Jinrong tightly in his arms, patted her shoulders and back like a child, and said softly: "Shh, stop crying, it's my fault, it's all my fault."
Okay." It was rare for her to be so nice to him, but he was so nice to her. She was his wife, from a well-known family, a well-educated and well-educated son of a good family. He was most aware of her shyness and reserve. If she didn't love him, she wouldn't
How could this happen? Full of self-blame, Lu Yan kissed Lin Jinrong's eyes like raindrops, trying in vain to dry her tears.
Lin Jinrong cried very sadly, as if she wanted to vent all her unwillingness and fear, all her grievances and burdens. She held Lu Mian's collar tightly and repeatedly whispered into his ear: "
I'm afraid of Erlang, I'm afraid of Erlang."
Lu Yan only felt sore at the corners of her eyes, but she didn't know how to comfort her. Lin Jinrong had always been stubborn. She stubbornly followed her direction and refused external forces to change her direction and thoughts. She was stubborn, so stubborn that she was stubborn.
Sometimes people feel unreasonable and even a little hateful. But at this time, she was so weak and helpless. Lu Yan could only hug Lin Jinrong tightly and let her tears wipe away the clothes on his chest.
Ranshi repeatedly emphasized: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. It's my fault, it's my fault."
As if to prove something, as if to comfort her, Lu Yan began to kiss Lin Jinrong passionately. At that moment, he knew what he meant. He wanted her to be happy, and he still liked her to smile.
Lin Jinrong's sobbing gradually stopped, and she hugged him tightly in silence, not allowing him to make any further moves.
Lu Yan could feel her rejection. He asked her uncertainly: "Ah Rong?" Are you angry?
Lin Jinrong whispered: "Erlang, hold me tight, just hold me tight."
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Sigh, I originally wanted to use "greedy*huan" as the title, but I was afraid of harming the harmony, so I had to change it to "Epiphyllum".
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