Painted skin jade series

It is common for a rich man to take a few wives and concubines, and the south wind is strong, so the ones he finds are not limited to male or female.

After Wang Xu'an and Chen Yuhui talked in the wing room, the matter between Wang Xu'an and Cui Nu was made public.Wang Xu'an no longer guards the pavilion, and occasionally takes Cui Nu out for a stroll in the front yard and back garden, cuddling and hugging in broad daylight, kissing and chewing on the floor, without any scruples, even the servants are not shunned.

Chen Yuhui bumped into her several times, but swallowed her anger and walked away.Danniang wanted to fight and scold, but was held back. Every time she saw the figures of those two, her eyes were so poisonous that she could pull out several knives.The old butler shook his head and sighed, rumors and rumors were flying all over the house for a while, more lively than the murder case outside.

One day, Chen Yuhui came down from the piano room alone, and heard the sound of babbling and singing while walking through the flower path in the garden. After walking a few steps, she saw Wang Xu'an and a few friends sitting in the pavilion drinking.They hired a music troupe from nowhere, all of them wore costumes and oil paint on their faces, played the flute, played the erhu, sang, and had a lot of fun.The women with heavy make-up danced in front of the pavilion, their breasts were half exposed, and their skirts were fluttering... Chen Yuhui stood for a while, ready to leave, just met Wang Xu'an's floating eyes, and the two of them were separated by the whirling flower tree, looking at each other speechlessly.

The time is short, and the miscellaneous threads that had been settled under the appearance of love for several years and pretended to be ignorant finally became chaotic.I knew that I was a slutty and cold person, but I felt like I knocked down the coloring bottle in my heart, and the orange, yellow, red, blue, green and purple were all glued together, which was not a taste.

Someone in the pavilion laughed, Chen Yuhui looked fixedly, the dancers separated on both sides, a little boy in messy clothes was lying on the grass in the middle, a white-faced scholar was hooking the boy's chin with his feet, and his behavior was flirtatious, shaking With the cane whip in his hand, he whipped hard, causing laughter and applause.

Is it... the "book boy" I ran into in the Dark Fragrance Pavilion?

The young man who Cheng Huan was under Wang Xu'an that day is now wearing a double bun, with bloodstains drawn from his body, winding like a snake among the torn pink shirts, and his bare legs rubbing against the grass unbearably.

Chen Yuhui stared at the punishment in disbelief with round eyes. Is this what Wang Xuan called "like"?Involuntarily, Chen Yuhui walked forward slowly.

The people in the booth who were drinking and laughing happily stopped their movements one after another.Some who knew Chen Yuhui saw Wang Xu'an's ugly face and immediately shut up and sat upright; some were captivated by the graceful beauty and wanted to speak contemptuously, but their mouths were covered by the people next to them.Wang Xu'an used to mess around, so he wouldn't move to his own courtyard, and the reputation of spoiling his "wife" was once a joke in the public.

Wang Xu'an stood up, but Chen Yuhui ignored him and walked towards the little boy on the ground.

The white-faced scholar's feet were still on the boy's back, Chen Yuhui glanced at him, the white-faced scholar smiled stupidly, and felt that Leng Jinjin's gaze was pouring directly into his lower body from the brain, and he was kicked by the beauty before his soul was relieved. There was no struggle, and he fell to the ground obediently.

Chen Yuhui squatted down, trying to lift the hem of the boy's clothes, but the boy's slender hands grabbed his wrist.Chen Yuhui paused, did not look at his face, and continued to move.There was no cover under the young man, with purple bruises and bloodstains intertwined. Chen Yuhui pulled out the secret acupoint with only a jade corner at the bottom of the buckle, and untied the hard gold wire that bound the front. The young man grabbed Chen Yuhui's hand Tight, the white turbid liquid stained Chen Yuhui's dark blue clothes, and it was wet.Chen Yuhui turned a blind eye, helped the young man up, turned to Wang Xu'an and said, "I'll take him back. You guys leave early too."

Wang Xu'an didn't speak, Chen Yuhui's eyes were too cold and calm, he didn't know what to say or do to make ripples inside.

The white-faced scholar got up suddenly, and cried out dreamily: "Brother Wang has hidden a beauty? It looks like jade, and my bones are half crisp at a glance. Oh, look at you, all of you are panting like Guan Gong with red faces. , useless...hahaha..."

Wang Xuan's throat tightened when he thought of the scene where Chen Yuhui's onion-like fingertips slid across Cui Nu's stem, untied the front end, causing the imprisoned liquid to be released.But the white-faced scholar's high-pitched tent and the weird and depressed expressions of the drinking friends seemed to be taken away, and he was very unhappy inside.

The white-faced scholar walked to the table, picked up a jug of wine, and poured it down his throat.Next to him, a man with a hooked nose and a square face dragged a cowardly woman into his arms, glanced at Wang Xu'an and said to the white-faced scholar: "It's time for Wang Sheng to bring out the treasured Cui Nuer to open the eyes of the brothers." Dafang, you boy, don't think about 'sister-in-law'."

There was another burst of laughter in the pavilion, forcing the white-faced scholar to drink as a punishment.The singing and dancing resumed, and Wang Xuan's heart twisted and turned with the melodious sounds, and he didn't know where it fell.