I have the beauty of the villain's love

The flickering candles in the room suddenly went out again, the room was pitch black, but the yard was filled with hazy moonlight.

The four people guarding the door looked at each other.

"Miss is here, let's go back to rest earlier." One person said.

Ah Qi was a little bit embarrassed, "Miss told us to take care of Mr. Zhou, I'm afraid it's not good for us to leave."

"Miss is here, what can I do?" Another retorted.

While the four were still arguing, there was a sudden noise in the dark room.

It was like the sound of something falling on the ground.

The four immediately held their breaths and listened carefully.When there was no sound from all around, the desire-filled panting that was trying to hide under the thick veil in the room could not be hidden.

All four of them turned red for a moment.

But after the sudden silence, one person said dissatisfiedly, "Why does Miss have a crush on such a useless scholar?"

Several of them have been scolded by Zhou Lang, but Zhou Lang is just a son-in-law who married in, and a scholar with little fame, so they naturally have a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"Hmph, these days I see that he can't lift his hands or carry it on his shoulders. He might be a soft-legged shrimp on the bed." Another person echoed.

The young man named Ah Qi did not speak, but was still listening to the movement in the room.

In the dark room, the panting became more muffled.

There was another sound of something falling to the ground. In this silent night, this sound was also very abrupt.

"Squeak-"

The windows were opened from the inside.Or it would be more appropriate to say that it was knocked open.

The voice inside that was covered by layers suddenly became very clear.

Dull, sticky, panting like unmelted sugar.

Then a man leaned out of the window.With her head lowered, her face covered by blue silk, her hands resting on the window rail, her thin white shoulder blades trembling, she looked like a butterfly perched under the hazy moonlight.

The four of them froze for a moment, not daring to take a breath.

"The legs are pinched."

That was Linghurou's voice.

In this silent night, the panting with extreme endurance was enough for people to hear clearly.

"Husband, why are your legs shaking so much?" One hand wrapped around the black hair pouring down from your head, and then wrapped around Zhou Lang's shoulders from behind.

Zhou Lang was naturally speechless, Mian Ziling pressed against the heel of his leg, he didn't feel it at first, but later rolled to his sensitive place, his waist and legs were soft from the stimulation.Just now when he accidentally knocked over the candlestick, Linghu Rou dragged him to the window.

Under the moonlight, this young man with an arrogant and disgusting expression during the day, with loose hair, biting his lip, eyes full of tears, is as seductive as a goblin.

"Rou'er, don't—don't torture me anymore..."

From the crimson lips, the voice that came out was filled with breathtaking gasps.

The four people at the door were all dazed.

After a while, Zhou Lang probably couldn't stand still, and was brought into the house by Linghu Rou.

It's just that the candles in the house were extinguished, so the windows were kept open, presumably to see things through the moonlight.

When all the noises in the house stopped, the four people standing at the door did not leave...

The next day, after Linghu Rou left, Zhou Lang didn't get up either. Ah Qi was encouraged to go into the room to take a look, only to see Mr. Zhou sleeping under the heavy brocade quilt, with his eyes closed, his brows frowned, and his arms stretched out. Stretching out from the warm tent, clusters of powder are condensed on the fingertips, like flower buds on the branches.With a light touch, a few drops of dew will fall.

Ah Qi didn't dare to take a second look, and quickly retreated from the room.

When he woke up, he didn't realize it was already afternoon. When Zhou Lang put on his clothes and went to the ground, his legs were shaking.

Only Zhou Lang knew what happened last night and what it felt like.

There was a knock on the door, followed by Ah Qi cautiously asking, "Is the young master awake?"

Zhou Lang didn't want to answer, so Ah Qi barged in unexpectedly.

"You!" Zhou Lang had never seen such a disrespectful servant before, and was about to get angry. He didn't expect Ah Qi to see Zhou Lang sitting beside the bed with only a coat on his body, his face flushed, and he bowed his head and retreated. out.Now Zhou Lang didn't even have a place to vent his anger.

After half a cup of tea, someone knocked on the door again.

"Sir, are you up yet?"

Without Zhou Lang answering at all, another servant who didn't pay attention to etiquette broke in.Only this time, Zhou Lang put on his clothes and leaned against the bed.With red eyes, he stared at the person who barged in, and the anger he hadn't let out just now was released to the person in front of him, "Get out! I didn't let you in!"

The people who broke in stared straight at Zhou Lang.

This man Zhou Lang naturally remembered that this slave smashed his inkstone, when he scolded fiercely, this slave stared at him with a look of wanting to eat people.Today, she didn't stare at him anymore, but her gaze still seemed to eat him.

"My lord, Miss asked me to come and see you." The man at the door was still staring at him.

As soon as Zhou Lang heard Linghu Rou, he fell silent.

"Miss ordered the kitchen to cook velvet antler to nourish the young master. Since the young master is up, I'll ask the servant to warm it up and bring it here." This man has never talked to Zhou Lang in such a friendly voice.

Zhou Lang also thought it was weird, but he was really tired from being tormented by Linghu Rou last night, and he slept until now, and he was already fainting from hunger.Hearing that velvet antler was cooked in the kitchen, he no longer cares about the slaves.

The servant at the door withdrew, and even brought it to the door, fearing that the wind would blow Zhou Lang down.

Zhou Lang was really tossed by the gadgets brought back by Linghurou last night. In the end, Linghurou untied the rope on his body, and he didn't have much energy to play other tricks, so he fell into a deep sleep on the pillow. Now.

The servant who argued with Zhou Lang was called A Ye, and after a while, he came over with a bowl of velvet antler. Seeing Zhou Lang sitting on the bed, unable to get out of bed, he walked over and sat down beside the bed, ready to feed Zhou Lang. Lang.

Zhou Lang was startled when he saw the spoon approaching, "You slave, what are you doing!"

A Ye didn't talk nonsense, "Eat."

Zhou Lang was still hesitating, and Aye was about to feed him again, but he turned his head to avoid it, and finally reached out to pick it up, "I'll do it myself."

Ah Ye handed him the bowl.

Zhou Lang's fingers are also beautiful, they are hands playing the piano and painting, the nails are transparent with a little powder, like peach blossom buds.

A Ye deliberately touched it, it was warm and soft.Zhou Lang didn't notice, he frowned and took a few mouthfuls of boiled velvet antler.

A Ye has never seen such a polite way of eating. He took a sip and sipped his lips, and his lips were printed on the porcelain white bowl, as if he was about to leave a red mark.He used to think that Zhou Lang was contrived, but now, he thinks that Zhou Lang is so gentle and cute.

"It's over." Zhou Lang handed over the empty bowl.

A Ye came back to his senses when he heard this sound, he took the empty bowl and went out with it.

After a while, Ah Qi came in again.Knock on the door, "Master."

Feeling noisy, Zhou Lang asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, do you want to wash up and get up?" Ah Qi asked at the door.

Zhou Lang glanced at the sky and saw that it was going to be dark, so he said, "Master Ben is not feeling well today, and he will rest later."

It took a long time for Ah Qi at the door to reply disgruntled.

After lying on the bed for a while, Zhou Lang felt a little uncomfortable all over his body. The sweat from last night was still sticking to his body, making him very uncomfortable, so he called Ah Qi again, "Forget it, you go and prepare some hot water. Young Master will take a shower and change clothes later."

Ah Qi responded much faster this time.

The hot water was ready soon, because it was a bathtub, and Ah Qi had to go in and out to carry the hot water. Zhou Lang was halfway through the bath, and when he heard the door opening, he didn't care, thinking it was Ah Qi.

Unexpectedly, that person walked to the bathtub, Zhou Lang felt weird, and when he turned around, he saw Linghurou's bullying face.

"Rou'er—" Zhou Lang was a little afraid of Linghu Rou.

Linghu Rou hooked him up from the bathtub, bit his lips, "Zhou Lang, tomorrow I will leave the house again to do something for my brother."

Zhou Lang answered vaguely.

"I'm afraid it will take longer this time, so I came here to talk to you." Linghurou said, "I know that the servants I found for you are not as considerate and understanding as the servants who served you before, but they are more loyal than others. , let them look at you for me, so I can feel at ease."

Zhou Lang bit his lip, "Rou'er, I really know I was wrong, I won't..."

Linghu Rou no longer believed him, "Zhou Lang, be good, don't get involved with other women - I will treat you well."

Before Zhou Lang could answer, Linghurou dragged him naked out of the tub.

There was water on his body, and when the wind blew, Zhou Lang couldn't help shivering twice.

Linghurou pressed him on the table, only kissed his lips and teeth, and did not do anything else, "Zhou Lang worked very hard last night, today I will take pity on you."

Hearing Linghurou's words, Zhou Lang's complexion changed several times.

"Last night Zhou Lang was so beautiful." Linghu Rou said so.

Zhou Lang felt a little harsh when he heard it.Why was he praised as beautiful by a woman?

The door was pushed open again.This time it was Ah Qi.

Holding hot water, Ah Qi saw Linghu Rou in the room, and hurriedly saluted, "Miss!"

Linghu Rou didn't look back either.

Ah Qi raised her head and glanced at Zhou Lang. Zhou Lang's hair was wet a lot, and it stuck to his face and shoulders, showing a delicate charm.

"Close the door and go out." Linghurou said.

Ah Qi withdrew.

Linghu Rou kissed Zhou Lang for a while, and touched his cold skin, fearing that he would catch the wind and cold, she took a quilt and wrapped him up, "I'll ask Ah Qi to boil some more water for you to bathe in."

Zhou Lang didn't know what Linghu Rou meant, so he responded while pinching the quilt.

Linghurou kissed him on the cheek again, and went out.

After a while, Ah Qi came in to change the hot water, Zhou Lang was still on the bed in a daze.

Ah Qi called out, "My lord, the water has been changed."

Only then did Zhou Lang come back to his senses, he walked out, Ah Qi was going to leave with the water basin in his hands, but when he reached the door, he looked back at Zhou Lang who was in a daze.

Zhou Lang's lips were red, and there were many red marks on his neck.

It must be Miss.

Ah Qi thought so.

Such a fair skin with such red marks, how beautiful it is.