The Hairpin of the Red Chamber

Ping'er was pushed by Sister Feng, and the look in her eyes disappeared for a moment. Seeing Sister Feng stretching out her hand to pull her, those black and white eyes immediately burst into light again. Regardless of the pain, she slowly got up and walked carefully. Looking closer, she looked at Sister Feng and said, "The girl hasn't said yet, what kind of dog do you want me to be?"

"Fart your mother!" Sister Feng waved her hands distractedly, her heart was in turmoil, but she had already recovered her heroic qualities, "I don't raise enough people? What do you do with a dog? Little Sao hoof has been holding back for a long time, There is no man, but he made his mind on me, tell you, don't even think about it!"

The courage that Ping'er had worked up with great difficulty dissipated, and her face turned blue and white, changing back and forth, and in the end it was mostly white, and her entire face lost all color. up.

Sister Feng didn't pay attention to her gradually pale face, and cursed angrily. Every time she cursed, Ping'er's face became paler. Gradually, she couldn't hear what Sister Feng was saying, and her voice just followed Sister Feng's words. Her voice fluctuated and became weaker and weaker, she was full of shame and resentment, she wished she could disappear from here immediately, but she was used to obedience, even if she was scolded by Sister Feng like this, she didn't object, not only did she have no objection, she didn't even have the intention of resigning in time Get up a little bit.

When Sister Feng was tired of cursing and was sitting on the edge of the bed panting for breath, she opened her mouth with difficulty and said in a shy voice, "Servant...I...retire first." After waiting for a while, Sister Feng didn't respond. Eyes wide open, she stared at her and said, "I've said so much, you... how dare you resign?!"

Ping'er smiled wryly, "Young lady, do you still want to keep me in this room?"

Sister Feng suddenly stood up again and looked at her angrily. Perhaps she realized that something was wrong with her. Suddenly, Sister Feng's face softened again, and she said in a rough voice: "Didn't you hear me? I am the master in this room, and you are the only one who serves." Me, for me, there is no reason for me to entertain you!"

Ping'er blinked, not quite understanding the meaning of Sister Feng's words.

Sister Feng saw that she was so dull and not as caring as she used to be, so she threw away the pillow beside her in anger. Thanks to Mrs. Wang Ziteng, who was afraid that she would lose sleep at night, she specially asked someone to set up a wooden pillow for her to sleep peacefully, otherwise she would have been able to sleep peacefully. If you change it to a porcelain pillow, the pillow must be broken—the pillow hit the edge of the bed, fell down, and hit Sister Feng's own feet. She was wearing homely cloth shoes, how could it withstand such a blow?With a muffled snort, Ping'er rushed over quickly, but in the end he was a step too late, so he hurriedly took off her shoes to see, her toes started to turn blue.

Ping'er was going to get the medicine right away - they had been back to the palace for less than three days, but Ping'er had already arranged everything properly, and she knew exactly where everything was by heart.But before she had time to walk away, Sister Feng had already grabbed her and said viciously, "Why are you leaving?"

Ping'er said: "If you don't apply medicine on this foot, it will be swollen tomorrow."

"Don't go!" Sister Feng reprimanded fiercely. This time Ping'er did not obey without thinking. She frowned and looked at Sister Feng. This look made Sister Feng even more uncomfortable. The anger accumulated in the past few months seemed to suddenly flare up again. When she came out, the evil thoughts in her heart were ready to move, but she didn't restrain herself any more, she just ordered directly: "Changing clothes for me!"

Ping'er vaguely thought of something, tremblingly took off the coat for Sister Feng, and Sister Feng unbuttoned the front of the thin skirt herself, revealing the spring scenery that Ping'er was familiar with.

Ping'er's face started to turn red again, obviously she had seen something thousands of times, for some reason, just tonight, at this moment, she wanted to take a look, touch, even touch it more than usual. ...a kiss, but tonight, at this time, she must not act rashly.

When Sister Feng pushed her just now, there was clearly disgust in her eyes.Ping'er couldn't forget this disgust, she felt that she was too despicable and shameless, one or two years ago, when Jia Rui molested Sister Feng, when Sister Feng told Ping'er about it, she called him a toad who wanted to eat swans Meat, feng shui turns, and now she has suddenly become that toad, trying to get her hands on Sister Feng, a high-ranking swan.

However, the swan spoke in a rough voice. Although it was deliberately concealed, there was still a hint of eagerness in the tone: "Take off the skirt!"

Ping'er was stunned for a moment, then realized what Sister Feng was saying...told him to take off her skirt, and thinking of what was under the skirt, Ping'er's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Seeing her dumbfounded, Sister Feng snorted in annoyance, stripped her skirt left and right, and stood on the bed so bluntly, Ping'er immediately held her breath, staring at her for a moment Sister Feng looked, and after a while, she probably realized that there was more than one landscape on Sister Feng's body, so her eyes turned from above to below, and then Ping'er felt like a dried fish being fried in an oil pan. It was itchy and hot up and down, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to scratch it, and moved her hand, but it ended up on Sister Feng's body.

Sister Feng's face was also blushing deeply - she looked strong, but she was really not easygoing on the bed, especially what she was going to do now was not an ordinary trick on the bed.

Sister Feng coughed lightly, and continued to speak in a rough voice: "What are you doing in a daze, come up!"

Ping'er stumbled onto the bed and looked at her half-kneeling and half-sitting. By this time, she had fully understood the meaning of what Sister Feng said just now, but because of the double fright of receiving that sentence and seeing Sister Feng's whole body, , I can't come back to my senses for a while.

Seeing her like this, Sister Feng was a little confused again—she thought that Ping'er treated her just like those men, but if those men saw her like this, how could they be as stupid as Ping'er? ?

She knew that she was impulsive today, like a ghost, suddenly tore through the window paper, and suddenly remembered the shameless thing, and finally did it so suddenly, but she also You know, her impulsiveness is not accidental.

In the past few months, she has suppressed her own nature. On the surface, she is respectful and obedient to Mrs. Xing, but secretly she spreads the rumors. There was no one to seek medical advice for her, and she held her breath in her heart, and did not dare to speak out casually, for fear that someone who was not careful would fall into the mouth.

Ping'er complained to her in private, saying that she shouldn't deliberately make herself vomit blood to gain sympathy from others, and her words vaguely blamed her for refusing to discuss in advance. The spit of blood was not what she expected at all, but she was so used to the city, even her most caring girl thought it was intentional.

The past is the last thing I can recall. As soon as I think about it, Sister Feng feels that the anger in her heart is getting heavier. She waved her hand violently and said to Ping'er: "Don't you want me? Why, when I asked you to wait , you don’t dare again.”

The confusion in Ping'er's eyes gradually subsided, she lowered her head again, and slowly said: "Miss, stop making trouble, and go to rest earlier." The tone was soft, like the tone of a nanny when she was a child when she was coaxing Sister Feng to sleep. I remember that Ping'er was obviously about the same age as me at that time, but he was much more mature and stable. Sometimes when the nanny was not around and Sister Feng was making trouble, Ping'er would take the place of the nanny and walk up to Sister Feng, hugging her gently like a little adult. She, imitating the nanny's tone, coaxed Sister Feng tenderly. Sister Feng had been high-spirited since she was a child, and when she was hugged by a child of the same age—a servant—she would always lose her temper, but it was strange. Yes, no matter how she loses her temper, Ping'er has never been beaten, fined or kicked out, and she has always been her servant who needs to serve her closely, but why has such a useful servant become so elusive now? ?

Sister Feng was not actually angry, not only was she not angry, but she was also somewhat happy. Ping'er was clearly at such a critical juncture just now, but she was still able to keep clear and persuaded herself not to do stupid things. Sister Feng appreciated this kind of loyalty.

She has always been unsparing to her loyal servants, not to mention that now, she doesn't know what's wrong with herself, but she is particularly eager for those things on the bed.

The corners of Sister Feng's lips slowly stained with a smile, she stretched out her hand to pat Ping'er's face, then slid down her face, and unbuttoned her clothes.

Ping'er's breathing suddenly tightened again.

"If you don't serve me, of course someone else will serve you. You can figure it out yourself." When Sister Feng was talking, she didn't stop her hands. After a few strokes, Ping'er was as magnanimous as her, and Sister Feng looked critically at her. Looking at Ping'er's body, this body is not perfect, but when she sees Ping'er's face, Sister Feng can no longer find fault - so what if other people have the beauty of a fairy?Who can have Ping'er's character and appearance, and who can have Ping'er's relationship with her?

The smile on Sister Feng's face deepened, she waved her hands pretending to be impatient, and urged: "Are you coming or not? If you don't come, I'll ask Feng Er to come in." Standing naked in front of her, Feng'er shivered immediately, her eyes couldn't help but stare at Ping'er, fearing that she was really determined to be that chaste woman, and she couldn't really call Feng'er to do this.

Fortunately, Ping'er immediately said: "I'm coming!" Probably felt that his tone was too eager, and slowly blushed and explained: "I'll serve the girl." Although he spoke slowly, his hands were not slow at all, Helping Sister Feng to sit down, she knelt down and approached slowly, hesitating for a long time before taking a sip.

Sister Feng felt a shiver all over her body, and Ping'er hurriedly raised her head and asked her, "What's the matter?"

Sister Feng said, "It's nothing." Thinking of something, she stopped her and said, "...where did you learn this?"

Ping'er's face was red and white, and she was embarrassed to say that Sister Feng knew that Jia Lian must have learned it when she and Jia Lian were playing around in private, so she snorted displeasedly——she had to think about it for a long time before she figured it out. What should the two women do? They are still preparing to see Ping'er's jokes, but in the end, that person knows more than her. She has never tried these tricks!

Ping'er remembered that when Sister Feng and Jia Lian were together, she always wanted to tell Jia Lian to hurry up.

She was very sincere and took care of Sister Feng's feelings in every way, so although her movements were still jerky, Sister Feng was quite satisfied, and the two of them gradually entered into a happy state.