winter festival

The night is like thick ink, deep and hard to melt, the evening breeze is blowing, the curtains of the carriage are lightly lifted, two looming figures, a beautiful woman is soft and soft in the arms of the young man, murmuring softly, as if The ripples on the clear lake surface are intoxicating.

"Young man" Camus gasped and leaned on her shoulder.

The wolf king tied her slipping hair behind her ears, and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

About half an hour later, Camus felt that he had regained a bit of strength, carried the boy on his back, and put on the little shirts one by one.Although the two were already intimate, they couldn't face her passionate gaze at this moment.The wolf king didn't bother her, leaning his hand on the window sill of the carriage, with a warm and charming smile on the corner of his mouth, watching her shy appearance intently.

"Miaoer, eat more in the future"

Camus didn't understand what she meant, and asked curiously, "Why?"

The wolf king pulled her over and nibbled her earlobe, "Miao'er is too weak"

Camus looked at her desire and dissatisfaction, and then he understood what she meant.I was a little annoyed in my heart, obviously that person was too energetic, now I blamed myself, I felt aggrieved immediately.

The wolf king blew a whistle, and Jin returned to the carriage with two followers, and drove to the inn.

In the inn outside the city, there are very few people coming and going, just a few people scattered in the hall, eating and chatting.The Wolf King took Camus off the carriage, took her by the hand and entered the inn.As soon as he entered the door, he attracted a lot of attention, and the wolf king ordered Jin to bring a bowl of hot porridge.Ignoring the gazes of those people, he went straight upstairs with his arms around Camus' waist.

The two came to the innermost room on the second floor. Although the furnishings in the room were simple, it was spacious, bright, tidy and comfortable, and filled with a faint fragrance of orchid.It feels a bit like being in the Black Forest.

Camus walked to the window and looked at the vast starry sky, without saying a word, with an indifferent expression.

The Wolf King untied his cloak, walked behind her, and wrapped her in his arms, "Miaoer, why didn't you say anything all night, but you're not happy?"

"Young man is worrying too much." His tone was neither serious nor serious.

The cool breeze caressed her eyes, and a few strands of blue hair fluttered in the wind.

I have been with that person for almost half a year, the first time I saw her, she was dressed in a gorgeous white robe, arrogant and cold, without any emotion in her eyes.Just like that, he forcefully dragged himself into her world.The first time she possessed herself, she was cruel, indifferent, and domineering, and she was not allowed to refuse to resist.Fear her, resent her, but have fantasies about her.Can't stand her having fun with other women, even if she doesn't have herself in her heart.That night, she thought she could be freed, but she woke up again.When that person was no longer cold and cruel to her, he couldn't stop himself from being trapped in her world, because he had never rejected her from the beginning.I really want to use my whole life to warm her heart.In this case, as long as she is happy, it doesn't matter how wronged she is.Thinking of this, I was relieved.

A tear slid down his face and fell between the man's fingers.

The wolf king turned her body and saw that her eyes were wet, and his heart ached. "Muer, what's wrong?"

Camus saw tenderness and pity in her eyes, paused for a moment and said, "Young man, I'm fine, it's just that a grain of sand clouded my eyes. Can you promise me something?"

"I agree to Miaoer's request."

"When we go back, Shaolang will add a few more people to serve you by your side."

The wolf king's expression darkened, "Miaoer, what do you mean?"

"The concubine just feels powerless, I hope the king can understand." Camus stopped looking at her and turned his face away.

"I don't agree," the wolf king said firmly.

"Since this is the case, then the king will not blame the indifference of the courtiers and concubines in the future."

"You..." the wolf king saw that her words were icy cold, he was very depressed, and he was not easy to get angry, so he strode out of the room.

When she left, Camus went to the bed and sat down.I feel pain and helplessness.

After a while, the door was knocked several times, and Jin's voice came from outside the door, "Queen, I bring you a bowl of hot porridge."

"Come in." Camus got up and walked to the table.

"The king knew that the queen didn't eat much just now. I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I asked my subordinates to bring it to you." After finishing speaking, he withdrew and went out.

Looking at the steaming porridge, Camus said in a low voice, "Was it right or wrong for me to do that?" Then spoon by spoonful, he sent the man's care into his mouth.

When the wolf king came back, Camus had already fallen asleep. She approached the bed and kissed Camus affectionately on the forehead.

Whispered, "Although I don't know why Miao Er is like this, as long as it is Miao Er's request, even if I don't like it, I will agree."

Worried that his smell of alcohol would make her uncomfortable, and afraid that he would not be able to control his desire for her, he walked to the long couch and lay down.

Camus didn’t actually fall asleep, she was not there, how could he fall asleep, just like the days when she left the Black Forest, she would work as a maid every night, and she would fall asleep very late after reading recipes, just because the person was not around and felt uneasy.

I thought I was already prepared in my heart, but after hearing her words, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.Tears can no longer be controlled.