Touch the cold

Seeing Mo Zijin's hesitant look, Song Boyi took advantage of the heat and led him to Yicuilou, even persuading and deceiving him.

This Yicui Building is regarded as the largest Yanliu Lane in the capital, and there are all kinds of women in it.Song Boyi pushed Mo Zijin into the ornately decorated gate, and those smiling, smeared women immediately came over. These women all knew Song Boyi, the one on the left and the one on the right screamed extremely intimate.

"Hey, Young Master Song, the young man you brought here today is much more handsome than you." Some girl teased Mo Zijin who was frowning at the side.

"A man is handsome, but he hasn't enlightened yet." Song Boyi smiled, pulled Mo Zijin who was hiding, and said to the girls: "If you can make my friend happy today, I will definitely benefit from you .”

"Okay, I'll take this job." As soon as Song Boyi finished speaking, the girl who spoke just now clapped her hands and said.

"No..." Mo Zijin opened his mouth in a daze, wanting to defend himself, with embarrassment and a hint of anger on his face.

"My lord, if you have anything to say, let's talk upstairs." Before he could say a word, the girl took Mo Zijin's arm just now. Zijin's mind went blank.

"Hey." Taking advantage of this gap, Song Boyi threw a small cloth bag to the girl, which was Qin Yi and his, "Light this one, as long as the nails are so big."

Mo Zijin opened his eyes, not knowing what Song Boyi meant, but the girl weighed the cloth bag and smiled at Song Boyi, "It will cost an extra 50 taels."

"It's easy to say." Song Boyi smiled and took the wine handed over by the girls beside him, raised his eyebrows and said.

"My lord, sit upstairs." The girl smiled again, turned her head and said softly to Mo Zijin.

"Don't... girl... I..." Mo Zijin hesitated for a while, he really didn't get used to the scenery here, regretted it in his heart, and for some reason, Qin Yi's cold face appeared in his mind.

"What are you serious about coming here?" Song Boyi looked at Mo Zijin like this, slapped the wine glass on the table, pushed him upstairs, and the girls also booed at this time, and they pushed and shoved , found an empty room upstairs, pushed the two of them inside, and no matter how Mo Zijin refused, he closed the door with a "bang" backhand, and when Mo Zijin turned around again, he felt that the girl was slipping like a snake. Got into his arms.

"My lord..." The girl's voice was sticky and sticky, "Let the servants accompany you tonight."

That voice echoed in the dimly lit room, tightening Mo Zijin's heart one by one. He tentatively hugged the girl, and felt that the girl's body was very soft, like cotton.

In this way, lonely men and widows, dry firewood and raging fire were finally ignited by a little love incense in the censer, and burned vigorously.

During that process, Mo Zijin didn't really know what he was doing, he just felt itchy all over his body, and couldn't calm down, especially in the lower part of his body, which was extremely painful, which made his rationality collapse, and he was hazy. For a while, he heard only a few murmurs and groans, and the voice gradually drifted away, making him so confused that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Mo Zijin was drunk on the bed, but Song Boyi didn't stay in Yicuilou for a long time. He listened silently outside Mo Zijin's room for a while, then got up and left Yicuilou, and walked towards the Qin residence.

It was almost late at night, Qin Yi drank the cold tea in his cup, just about to fall asleep, when he saw Song Boyi kicked his door and came in with a triumphant smile on his face.

Qin Yi rubbed his forehead and sighed heavily, frowning at him.

"You should thank me today." Song Boyi approached the room, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

Qin Yi looked at Song Boyi puzzled, with sleepy eyes.

Song Boyi drank the cup of tea, and continued unhurriedly: "I have inspected the goods for you today, and your Mr. Mo is so innocent that he has never even experienced the relationship between men and women. .”

Qin Yi's eyes froze suddenly, he stepped over and grabbed Song Boyi's collar, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "What do you mean?"

"Hey." Song Boyi shrank his neck, looked at Qin Yi's hand holding his collar, and said with a smile: "Why do you get so angry when you mention him? Qin Yi, I have something to advise you Don't take it seriously."

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, and twisted Song Boyi's collar twice more in his hands, which made Song Boyi cough, and said, "Cough... people are in Yicuilou."

Only then did Qin Yi let go, but he still stared at Song Boyi, sometimes he really wanted to swallow this person alive.But Song Boyi still smiled when he saw Qin Yi's eyes, and continued: "Take it easy when you go in, there is still incense burning inside, the incense you gave is really a good thing."

Indeed, it was really a good thing, only the big nail had already tortured Mo Zijin to exhaustion. When Qin Yi arrived, he was still flushed all over, with dots of marks on his body, and said Some indistinguishable words, this scene made Qin Yi tremble unconsciously, drove away the girl in the room, opened the window, and reached out to touch Mo Zijin's hot face.

The medicinal effect of the incense is still there, and Mo Zijin's body is so itchy that he can't get over it. He grabs Qin Yi's arm with both hands, as if he wants to vent all the discomfort on him. Qin Yi frowned, knowing that going on like this is not an option. , then used his free hand to pull down the rope tied to the bed curtain, bound Mo Zijin's hands and feet tightly, then wrapped him with a cold ice silk quilt, pressed his shoulders and looked at him like Panting heavily like a thirsty fish, he twisted his body vigorously until dawn, before seeing him slowly calm down and fall into a deep sleep.

It was already afternoon when Mo Zijin woke up, his head was befuddled, his whole body felt powerless, he tilted his head and squinted his hazy eyes, and took in Qin Yi's figure standing in front of the window.

Mo Zijin was still not awake, he felt dazzled, smiled self-deprecatingly, turned over and wanted to get up, but he didn't realize that his hands and feet were bound, and he rolled the quilt and rolled out of the bed with force.

Qin Yi, who was standing by the window, felt the vibration under his feet, turned around and saw Mo Zijin fell to the ground with disheveled hair, in a panic.

Mo Zijin regained consciousness after the fall, let out a breath and lifted his heavy head, and saw Qin Yi spread a piece of paper in front of him, on which he wrote: "Did you live comfortably last night? "

Mo Zijin was dumbfounded, and quickly recalled last night's situation in front of this sentence that seemed to be teasing and mocking. He was particularly impressed by those itchy and happy feelings, but he felt ashamed to meet Qin Yi's face. No, her face turned red as if she was about to bleed.

Qin Yi looked at him like this, shook his head, groped into the quilt to untie the ropes on his hands and feet, Mo Zijin lowered his head, silently let Qin Yi play with it, but inadvertently caught sight of Scattered in the gaps of the quilt on his body, the white marks on his thighs.