The cold wind is howling, the snow is flying, Fengcheng is covered in silver, and the snow is getting thicker on the dead branches. The strong wind blows, the dead branches are broken, and the snow falls one after another, splashing on the snow ground, and turning into new snow.
Two big red lanterns hung high in front of the door. The candles were dim, and the big red lanterns swayed with the cold wind, giving mixed light and dark light.
Through the layers of white gauze, one can vaguely see the infinite spring light, and the gauze tents are fluttering with the cold wind, like drifting snow that suddenly flies in the middle of the night.
Her eyes were misty, and she was dripping with sweat. Her enchantment bloomed under the man, and she was charming and happy.
Infinite joy and joy.
…
"No regrets..." The man's voice was like a demon's chant, bewitching her so much that she lost her mind.
She wanted to call his name, but her mind went blank. Who is he?
The man's long hair fell down on her chest, brushing past her and blurring her eyes. She stretched out her hands to curl up his long hair and pulled it playfully. The man laughed and the robbery intensified. She seemed to be intoxicated in an endless game.
in a dream.
"Who are you?" she asked. There was no answer to the question, only the man's faint laughter. She began to be confused, afraid, evasive, and at a loss. She wanted to escape from his confinement, but was detained by him.
He held his wrist, and the severe pain spread and hit his heart.
"Ah..." She suddenly sat up from the bed, dripping with sweat. Upon hearing the voice, the maid Bingyue opened the curtain and entered the inner room, only to see Yun Buhui's fair cheeks were flushed and charming. Bingyue couldn't help but be startled.
Yun Buhui woke up completely from his dream, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by indifference and calmness.
"Miss, are you okay?" Bingyue asked.
Yun Buhui shook his head. His face was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil. What happened to her? She had been having erotic dreams for several days... She couldn't see the man in the dream clearly, but could only hear his faint laughter.
If it's just an erotic dream, it's reasonable, but if you have it for several nights in a row, what's the reason?
Bingyue fetched warm water, Yun Buhui washed himself and had some breakfast.
She opened the window, and there was a lot of snow in the small attic. In the courtyard, the cold plum blossoms were blooming, and the snow faced the frost, with infinite grace. She liked the pride of the plums, the integrity of the plums, and the tenacity of the plums. In such a cold winter, the secret fragrance
It is striking and refreshing.
She was about to go out and cut a plum blossom and put it in a vase. Bingyue hurried in, and the blizzard poured into the door as she pushed the door open. The cold wind blew in her face. Yun Buhui trembled slightly, frowning and looking at the panicked Bingyue.
.
"What's the matter?"
"Miss, my uncle asked you to go to the front hall... Young Master Cheng is here."