troubled times reckless

After drinking a glass of hangover soup, I felt something was wrong when I walked out. The drunkenness that had gradually dissipated seemed to come back, and my steps became vain.

Holding on to the wall, I walked a few steps before I couldn't stand still.

Stretching out his fingers to feel his pulse, it was too fast, his palms were sweating, he was short of breath and flustered.

Taking a deep breath, I tried my best to stabilize my thoughts.

I don't know what ingredients are added to the hangover soup...

My heart is really cold.

Before that, he was a thoughtful person.

But I never thought that his mind could be used on me.

Curved the corner of his mouth in self-deprecating, I have nothing to lose, I want to see what he wants to do.

If I really fall on this, it will be considered as a waste of my life.

Having made up my mind, I leaned on the sofa outside and narrowed my eyes.

Soon after he came out, he was already dressed, still looking gentle and refined, looked at me thoughtfully, and told the surroundings: "Change him into sleeping clothes, and then put on a coat.

I was wrapped in clothes, walked out of the club all the way, and was stuffed into a car.

I almost fell asleep in the car by the window, my hands and feet had already become weak: "You... what did you give me to drink..."

He touched my forehead, but looked at the road ahead, and said softly: "I'll take you home..."

I relaxed and let my breathing even out.

"Are you afraid?" He asked suddenly.

I shook my head.

He smiled, and the shadow of the lights outside the window danced on his face, looking a little gloomy: "Why?"

I stretched out my hand to cover his fingertips that stretched out from the cuff, and the jade finger left a lingering warmth in my palm: "What am I afraid of... nothing to be afraid of..."

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of Luo Mansion, which was a magnificent three-story western-style building.

He got out of the car first, opened the car door for me, and then turned around to help me. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a beautiful shadow flashing in front of his eyes.

Finally, with some strength, he stood firm and focused his eyes, only then did he realize that a beautifully carved and gorgeous flag dress was approaching in his field of vision.

"Brother Wu, who is this..." the person in front of him spoke.

I was supported by the body, and my mind was a little confused. I just felt that the tone was gentle and soft, like a thousand times in the sky, and it was slightly familiar.

Raising his eyes, a stunning face appeared in front of him.

The young man had already washed off the lead on the stage, he was clean and beautiful, with a pair of charming eyes shining in the night light.

Only then did I remember, isn't this person the Hua Dan who sings in "Fu Man Lou"...

The eldest brother glanced at the young man in front of him, then turned to Jingui and said, "Send Jingyu to my room."

"Yes."

Jingui helped me upstairs, taught the servants to make the bed, helped me to lie down, stood by the bed and smiled cautiously: "Mr. Liang, did you notice it last time?"

The body sank into the soft mattress, drowsy, and was about to fall asleep so soon. Hearing his words, his eyes opened a slit: "... what... Can you see it?"

"At that time, Mr. Luo ordered that he would give Adjutant Wang a little bit of trouble, so he played tricks on the gambling table. Didn't he keep losing that day?"

"Oh, he didn't see it, he just thought something was wrong."

Jingui carefully covered me with a quilt: "I was so offended at that time, I hope you will be more generous, I am just following orders."

I nodded: "I see, you go down and close the door for me."

He turned around and was about to leave, but I suddenly remembered something, so I stopped him: "What is that Liu... always come to find Mr. Luo?"

Jingui was taken aback for a moment: "Actors, you always need someone to support you, someone to spend money on, and someone to cover you."

"Oh."

Then came the soft closing sound of the door.

I was so dazed that I was about to pass out. Maybe it was a habit formed in the army. I didn't sleep deeply, and a little noise could wake me up.

After careful identification, it turned out that the servants outside the door were whispering.

"Just now... the one who went in... is really handsome..."

"That's right, there is a nightgown wrapped inside the coat, and the exposed half of his body looks like jade. It's no wonder that Young Master Liu's face changed when he saw it. Now the master let him sleep directly in the room, Liu How many times have I been here, but I have never even gone upstairs..."

The two servants at the door talked for a long time, their voices became smaller and smaller, and they laughed at the back, and they didn't know what they were laughing at.

The laughter stopped abruptly with a burst of footsteps.

"Third wife, why are you here?"

"Can't I come?"

A woman's voice said.

"This...hehe...there is someone in the young master's room..."

"I know."

"This... eh... you... you..."

A gust of cold wind poured in, and I opened my eyes, only to see a gracefully dressed woman standing in front of me.

Changed clothes, but still the same face.

She stared at me blankly.

Seeing two timid servants rushing towards her with embarrassing faces, I raised my chin: "You guys go out."

"This……"

The woman also said: "Go out, I have something to say to this guest."

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Feeling like falling into a dream, I propped myself up and sat up.

Seeing her, the old house of the Li family that once gathered many memories seemed to become clear...

At that time, he was still a taciturn elder brother who always smiled elegantly...

After the door was closed, the woman slowly walked towards me step by step. Her entire face was pale, only her mouth was blood red. She opened her eyes in disbelief: "Is...is it the Second Young Master?"

I looked at her: "It's Chunhong..."

She walked to my bedside, tentatively with her white fingers, and gently pulled up the sleeve of my nightgown.

She didn't speak, and neither did I.

"Second young master, do you know everything?" She lowered her eyes and asked me tremblingly.

I didn't understand which one she was talking about, but I figured there was something I didn't know, so I nodded.

She suddenly pulled out her handkerchief, covered her mouth and cried.

"I……"

As soon as she made a sound, she turned around and rushed out, but the door didn't even close.

Only a series of long footsteps fell...

The lowered voice floated in through the crack of the door again...

"Isn't this the first time Eldest Young Master has brought someone back..."

"Just make the third wife so angry..."

"That's right, she's just entered the door... The newcomer becomes the old one."

I stared blankly at the back of her leaving, but for some reason, cold sweat oozes from my back.

When I woke up again, my whole body was dry and hot, but I saw that my elder brother was already sitting by my bed.

The shadow covered that unpredictable face, and he sat there motionless, as if he had condensed into a dark statue.

I tried my best to speak out, but my voice became hoarse for some reason: "Chun... Chunhong... just came here once."

"Oh." He replied nonchalantly, the voice seemed to come from afar, and he couldn't really hear it.

Standing up, he leaned over and reached out to touch my forehead. In the darkness, only a pair of pupils were shining brightly.

He murmured: "It's almost..."

I wanted to get up and take a sip of water, but found that I couldn't even move my fingers.

He lifted my quilt expressionlessly.

I was only wearing a yukata, but he quickly untied all my clothes.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Cold fingertips touched my hot face: "It won't be long, Jing Yu, it will be fine in a while."

After saying that, he turned around and opened a secret door in the bedroom, which turned out to be a long corridor leading to nowhere.

There was a sound of footsteps in the secret door, and a gust of wind blew by, almost making me think that it was a roar from hell...

I saw a naked woman walking out of the darkness...

fair body...

Only a little red on the chest and a pinch of black on the genitals...

The hairs on my back started to stand up, and they covered my whole body in an instant.

It was... Chunhong who got up and left not long ago...

"Brother... what are you doing..."

He ignored me, just walked in front of Chunhong, touched her genitals carefully, and asked lightly: "Did you drink the medicine?"

Chunhong was naked, stood motionless, nodded obediently and obediently.

The eldest brother withdrew his hand in satisfaction, moved a chair by himself, sat down on the opposite side of the bed, and said to Chunhong: "Let's start."

Chunhong walked towards my bed.

I opened my eyes wide.

But I saw her spread her legs and straddle my body, reaching out to hold me underneath.

I struggled to push her away, but my whole body was as heavy as lead.

Looking at her dangling whiteness on her chest, I took a deep breath, but the lower part hardened unexpectedly.

Nauseous feeling, empty stomach, throbbing pain.

too weird……

The larynx wriggled up and down, and I suppressed the urge to gag.

Chunhong closed her eyes, bit her mouth, and sat down on my center without saying a word.

My guts twisted together, and my whole body began to twitch convulsively.

Unable to let out a suppressed and painful moan from his throat...

Chunhong was on my body, moving up and down.

I can only close my eyes tightly... to block the line of sight...

I tried my best to imagine the figure with whom I had skin-to-skin contact, to reduce the pain on my body, but the image of that person was completely blurred...

The eldest brother sat on the chair and watched leisurely, without any emotion in his tone: "I wanted to find a chance to tell you..."

"But Jingyu, you are too weak today, and people can take advantage of you..."

"I advised you before, don't get drunk easily..."

"If you don't listen to me, there is nothing you can do..."

I don't know how many times the person on my body has moved, and it almost suffocated me...

That damp place kept rubbing me, and I felt rotten and moldy all over my body...

From the skin to the bone.

Just when I fell into the darkness of self-disgust, I heard a voice that seemed to float from a distance, carrying some doubts and anxiety.

"Why don't you shoot?" he asked.

The place that wraps me is tighter, and the movement is faster...

The cold fingertips caressed my chest, a different soft touch... I opened my eyes, but I met the face of my elder brother who was close at hand...

Stretching out his fingers to clamp one of my nipples, he gently rubbed it and asked softly, "Is it more comfortable?"

"Well……"

He lowered his head, put his mouth on it, and bit it lightly.

I looked at the looming tip of his tongue, panting heavily, and a hot current rose from my back.