Fusang + Fanwai

Looking at her, Jiang Shao felt that the rouge on her lips made her more coquettish and weird under the candlelight.

"You killed Jiang Xuan?"

Jiang Yun squinted her eyes noncommittally and said, "Your mother is much smarter than you."

Seeing his horrified expression, Jiang Yun said casually, "Jiang Xuan's death was worse than yours. Do you want to kill yourself, or should I do it for you?"

Jiang Shao came with trembling hands, knelt on the ground, knocked again and again, "As long as you don't let me die, I can help you deal with my mother. Don't you want revenge, I will be your best help."

Jiang Yun nodded his head and said disdainfully, "You are so stupid that you can beat your mother."

Jiang Shao was particularly unwilling, turned his head, and said flatteringly, "This is a new drug I bought from the Western Regions, and it is the most amazing."

Jiang Yun had a dazed smile on his face, "Do you think I will need this thing?"

Jiang Shao thought about it with a smile, and said in a noncommittal tone, "Aphrodisiac is different from ordinary love potions. It makes you miss your dreams every day, think about what you think, and think about what you miss."

Jiang Yun's slender fingers looked up and down the edge of the table, quite unmoved.

Jiang Shao became anxious, and the blood rushed to the waiting room again, before reaching Jiang Yun's shoe, he died.

Jiang Yun beckoned to the outside, one of them took the order and reported the dead body, and the other cleaned up the mess on the ground, as if everything that happened just now was nothing but a fantasy.

Jiang Yun's eyes sank, she came down to the ground, threw a piece of incense into the cigarette box, twisted the cigarette holder, took a sharp puff, and couldn't help but choked again, the tears from the corners of her eyes blinded her eyes Come, through the misty smoke, she suddenly saw the man's graceful figure walking towards her slowly, she brushed Jiang Yun's face carefully, and then kissed her red lips in a regular manner, caressed carefully, and then Picking her lower lip and rolling it over carefully, both of them were a little intoxicated, Jiang Yun gently hooked out the tip of her tongue and licked it on her teeth. As if she was bewitched, she knocked on the man's upper lip, rolled up the tip of her tongue, and tasted The sweetness in her mouth, Jiang Yun took a deep breath, the night seemed to be getting longer and longer, the voices were noisy, the two of them had a good time together overnight, and tasted the sweetness.

Jiang Yun's expression became more and more tender, and there was a kind of amorous feelings flowing between her brows and eyes. Jiang Yun couldn't see clearly in this dream for a while. She was in a dream with Fusang. Furong used it a lot, and Jiang Yun was so absorbed in playing songs every night in that dreamland that she didn't care much about other things.Fusang came into the house one day, and saw that she was so familiar with smoking opium, he couldn't help frowning.Seeing that she was about to eat cigarettes, she looked terribly thin, so she stopped her movements and said, "Jiang Yun, quit."

Seeing the person coming, Jiang Yun smiled foolishly, and murmured, "It must be a dream again."

Jiang Yun raised his hand to touch her cheek, then arched into her arms, and pressed his soft tongue to her chin, writhing like a snake, Fusang pushed her away in fright, As soon as she fell on the bed, dizzy, she looked at Fusang carefully, Fusang said with trembling hands, "How did you become like this, where is my Jiang Yun, return Jiang Yun to me. "

The Fusang in front of Jiang Yun's eyes, like a poisonous woman, spit out her tongue, spat at her and cursed her at the same time.Jiang Yun stroked her forehead quite annoyed, feeling that the person in front of her was extraordinary, she threw the pillow at her and said, "You are not her, she is the most gentle to me, who are you, you wicked woman? who is it?"

Fusang cried and laughed angrily, "Ah Yun, I am Fusang, listen to me and quit smoking, or it will ruin you."

Jiang Yun watched her shed tears in a daze, and leaned on the couch again, her eyes were sunken, and she said in a daze, "No, you are not her, she is waiting for me, Fusang is waiting for me there, she will protect my love Me, she won't just leave."

Fusang walked over, stopped her waist, and comforted her softly, "I won't go, I won't go anywhere, Ah Yun, I'll always be with you."

Jiang Yun's haggard hands landed on her side, squeezed briefly, and then let go, "I'm a little tired, you can sleep with me for a while."

Fusang tucked in the quilt for her, hugged her gently in his arms, whispered in her ear as before, Jiang Yun slept peacefully, had no dreams all night, woke up once in the night, and saw Fusang sleeping Beside her, it was in a dream again, she leaned close to her body in a strange way, she groped Fusang's face carefully, and then dropped kisses on her face densely, she greedily searched for her lips, and kissed her Going up, she tasted the sweetness first, and the freshness second, the taste was even better than usual, her legs were not idle, she rubbed Fusang's body over, gently kneaded the palm of her hand through the coat, which had just been half-peeled, Seeing that the visitor pushed her away with a palm and stopped Fusang's sleep, Jiang Yun looked at the visitor with annoyed face, Xi He gave her a fair look, and said jokingly, " My wife is kind, but you do this behind her back, don't you feel ashamed?"

Jiang Yun stared at the visitor, "What nonsense are you talking about, Fusang belongs to me."

Xi He pointed, and the cup of tea poured on Jiang Yun, "Your? I don't even look at you now."

Jiang Yun has become so thin recently that she has withered hair and a yellow face, and she is not angry at all. She never washes her clothes in front of the bronze mirror, but Xi He used the light to force her to go to the mirror and insisted that she take a closer look. Looking at her own appearance, Jiang Yun backed away in fright, and cried with tears streaming down her face, "No, it's not like this."