box of hearts

Chapter 15 Zhan Chunkui (14)
"Hey, I have a saying that is not a joke. People call it 'a word is longer and longer, and the voice is looser'[21]. I only knew the meaning of this sentence after listening to my sister's singing that night. It means." A pair of soft and affectionate eyes are like a hot dog's tongue, only sticking to Qingtian's face and licking it back and forth.

Qingtian moved his body again, and looked straight into the room, "I have something to ask little sister Xizhu, please trouble her to come out."

Dai Yan put his hand around her waist, "Say something."

The fine sun in the near noon illuminated the room brightly, beside the carved red mirror, a big maid who combed her hair combed Xizhu's hair, and Meizi and other young girls stood behind with three or four clothes in their hands, waiting She picks.Xizhu was just smearing her face carelessly, but seeing Dai Yan chattering endlessly with Qingtian behind the door, she immediately stepped forward to cut off the two of them with her arms crossed, and gave Dai Yan a hard look, "I'm talking to my sister, come on blind What are you talking about?"

She tugged at Qingtian, and ordered a few girls in the outhouse who arranged tea and flower arrangements to serve Master Dai well, and they came to the corridor.

As soon as he stood still, Qingtian turned his body back, "Did you do it?"

Xizhu's face was only powdered, not rouge, it looked pale, like a cruel ghost.She stretched out her right hand wearing a fine braided gold and silver double-twisted bracelet, lifted a corner of the thing stretched up to her nose, looked at it very hypocritically and then put it away, "What do I think it is? It turned out to be my sister." wedding dress. Isn’t it good, what’s wrong?”

Qing Tian pinched the big red silk garment with one hand, and held up a corner with the other, "Did you do this ink?"

Xizhu looked at her masterpiece with an unabashed joy - the brocade embroidery smeared by a large pool of ink, and embraced her chest with both hands, "Oh, this one! Well, my sister deserves the number one prize, Shouldn't I have a few ounces of ink? Besides, the marriage of the number one scholar is a big event that causes a sensation all over the world. "Being a prostitute for a day is a prostitute for life." I have never heard of a man in this world who is willing to marry a prostitute to be a big wife. My sister is looking forward to the "Xiu Ru Ji" [22] that will eventually get married, but I am afraid that in the end Looking forward to a heartless "Fenxiang Ji" [23]. My sister is kind enough to persuade my sister to wake up from this big dream of spring and autumn!" After speaking, she smiled charmingly at Qingtian, and the snake demon flaunted the ground gone.

Qingtian fisted the red clothes with his knuckles sticking out, well, it was Xizhu who did it, while he was sleeping out with a guest last night, he sneaked into her room, opened her red sandalwood suitcase with thousands of branches and leaves, and put the whole A box of ink was poured on her treasured wedding dress.Over the years, in this hypocritical place, she has learned to squeeze out a few drops of white water from her eyes as she pleases, but she has forgotten how to cry from the bottom of her heart.But these days, every day and every night, as long as she had time alone, she would hold this wedding dress and cry to death.

In the corridor wafting the fragrance of Rui Nao, Qing Tian looked at Xi Zhu's back, and showed a distorted smile.The bitch Xizhu didn't know what she had done, she ruined another bitch's greatest luxury.

12.
When the night comes, hold the lights for the first time.

The Dragon Boat Festival was originally a period for collecting accounts. During this festival, all the games, cards and wine placed by the guests had to be settled one by one, so the business fell.But Xizhu was depressed because of losing the fight with Qingtian Huajiu. In order to appease her, Dai Yan specially spent 400 taels of cash to play a game of cards. A group of mopping bird cards and a group of people pushed cups and changed cups. After drinking for a while, they felt a little anxious, so they asked Xizhu who was mixing wine and lighting cigarettes behind him to drink for him. He grabbed a purple sand teapot and took a sip, and got up to go out for convenience.

Dai Yan just went out, and saw a little girl with two corners in a bun guarding the door, and ran upstairs as soon as she saw him.Unexpectedly, after finishing the urgency in the cleaning room, he was still arranging his clothes and trousers and going out, and saw Qingtian himself standing pretty in the courtyard: a golden and green jacket, a snow-white gauze skirt, and two pairs of hairdresses inlaid on the top of the bun. The red gold dragonfly hairpin with a large emerald set off the two-leaf lips painted crimson, which is so bright and touching.

Dai Yan was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, she came forward with a smile and said, "Why is sister here alone?"

"I dropped something."

"What did my sister drop? Tell me, and I'll find it for you."

Qingtian raised his hand, put a little finger with an inch-long red nail in front of his eyes, and gave it a soft hook like a soul.

Dai Yan opened his hand to hold it, but his other hand twitched, and he looked forward.Dai Yan's itching was hard to scratch, and she followed behind step by step.Qingtian brushed the horns of his hair for a while, and slanted his waist for a while, and a pair of magnolia flower pendants under his ears swayed left and right, until Dai Yan's heart and soul were lost.Seeing the woman stop, he rushed to catch up, and picked up a gold enamel armor shining on the ground first into his hand.

"Is this my sister's?"

Qingtian held out his greasy palm, "Bring it."

Dai Yan wanted to smile, his eyes were full of the romanticism of a suave young man, "I found my sister's things, what kind of gift will my sister give me as a thank you?"

Qing Tian let out a snort, "This is mine, you returned it to me, what more do you want?"

"No thank you, I won't pay it back."

Qingtian tilted his head in thought, and turned his eyes sideways, "Hey, go to the small teahouse over there, I'll serve Dai Ye a cup of tea and thank you well, can you return the things to me?"

Dai Yan smiled with her mouth crooked, and gently slid the armor against her lips, folded her hands and slipped them into the sleeves, opened her palms gracefully, and made a "please" gesture to Qingtian .

There are several tearooms on the first floor behind Huaiyatang, which are specially set up for playing tea.This month, there are mostly big customers setting up wine, and there are no individual customers, so it is all empty there.Qingtian asked an old woman to open the door, and asked her to make tea and bring it over. Then he lowered the curtain, and brought tea to Dai Yan with both hands.

"Grandpa Dai, please use the refreshing honey tremella tea to cool off the heat and dryness."

Dai Yan put the teacup aside with one hand, and forced Qing Tian to sit beside her with the other, "Where do you want some tea? Elder sister, you can go to my dryness."

Qing Tian withdrew his hand and took out a handkerchief from his armpit to print on his cheeks. His white and slender fingers were like orchids blowing in the wind, "Look at your gentle appearance, so you are so unscrupulous."

Dai Yan's face was swollen, and the other part was also swollen, "A man in this world can still be serious when he sees you, sister, tell me something?" He grabbed Qingtian's hand and handkerchief again, He tightened his grip on her passionately, "My good sister, I've missed you for a long time, you're really a beautiful woman, even a god is not as good as you!"

"My brother, you are so smart and handsome, I have been interested in you for a long time. I don't ask you to change jobs[24] to be me, and I will be satisfied as long as you talk to me from time to time." Qing Tian tilted his head Nobile, wearing a tall silver skirt, Ren Sui Daiyan eats his mouth full of rouge.Just as he was about to enter the port, he pressed his hand against his chest again, pulled himself up to avoid it and said, "No, I'm afraid I'm a caring one, but you are a ruthless one. You and Xi Zhu are as good as each other, turn around But she told me as a joke."

Dai Yan's crotch was already on fire, and he began to swear: "If I tell others, I will be hit by five thunderbolts."

"I don't believe what you guys say." She only pushed him halfway, "Unless you use something as a guarantee—"

"Good sister, if you say a word, I only ask you to be merciful and give up a drop of Bodhi to save lives."

Qing Tian embraced Dai Yan's head and neck and blew a few words into his ears, the breath filled with fragrant tea cakes seemed like buds blooming out of thin air.When Dai Yan was still intoxicated, she turned over and stood gracefully between the man's legs, lightly holding the sweat towel around her waist, "Dear brother, I don't want gold or silver, As long as this. You bring this to me as a guarantee, and I will trust you."

Dai Yan was afraid that she would leave, and was about to yell, but Qingtian bent his neck and stuck out the tip of his tongue into his mouth with a smile.He hastily embraced her, but felt that there was a pair of extremely soft breasts stuck to his arms, and just as he was about to rub her with his hands, his wrists felt cold.Qingtian's fingertips snaked into his sleeve and took out her armor. In the ambiguous color of a small lamp, her hand drew a dazzling golden line in the air.

"I didn't know she would come before the third watch, and she came here to wait for me after the watch drum was beat. I will save you from the sea of ​​suffering." She smiled sweetly and turned around Tingting.

Qingtian walked out of the teahouse without looking back, across the courtyard, his face was as sullen as a dead man.She is sure.She never missed a shot at these guys who saw her like a baby seeing breasts every time they saw her.

The night, like a hasty and rash temptation, passed in a hurry.

A slightly cloudy day followed.Since getting up, Xizhu has had a terrible headache, helped Dai Yan drink half a catty of wine last night, before dawn he said someone in the mansion was celebrating his birthday, and left with his hat crooked and loose clothes.She didn't sleep well when he made such a noise. She lay down until noon and got up, and didn't bother to wash up. She just leaned on the bedside and held Yuan Zhen's poetry collection. She was flipping through it when she heard the little maid call out: "Miss Qingtian."

Xizhu let go of the book, thinking of Qingtian's angrily defeated face in front of her with her wedding dress on, she couldn't help feeling complacent.This self-satisfaction soon intensified - the other party actually made a fool of himself for no reason, and stumbled as soon as he entered the room.

(End of this chapter)