A tree of holly is floating

Four years later, Meecheng.

Two middle-aged men in satin long gowns pushed and came out of a wine shop. The red-faced and alcohol-smelling one had a blood-congested bag on his forehead, and said angrily: "Which man is there these days? Don’t go shopping in flower houses! Hmph, not only is she old and ugly, she’s also a vicious shrew, see if I’ll divorce her when I get home!!”

The person next to him beckoned the boy to bring the carriage over, and comforted him in a low voice: "Brother, you drank too much today, don't just talk nonsense, go home and rest, or my uncle will have to carry it again later." The stick is out looking for you!"

The man with the big bag on his forehead waved his arm, staggered up the shaft, and shouted at the boy leading the horse, "Who are you going back to? I'm not afraid of her! Go, go to Wanhualou!"

Before the carriage had gone a few steps, the man opened the curtain again and shouted towards the back: "The new lady from Wanhualou is so beautiful, let's continue drinking tonight, I'll wait for you!"

The man in black stood up and took out two copper plates from his pocket and gently put them on the small wooden table. He led the black-maned horse through the bustling streets and headed west.

This is the third time he has come to Meecheng, he knows that after three streets to the west, then turn left and walk straight for half a cup of tea, there is Wanhualou.

It was almost evening at this time, upstairs and downstairs were all the girls with their fragrant sleeves ostentatiously ostentatiously attracting customers, elegant and refined, charming and charming, dressed in various styles.

The old mother, who still has a charm, saw a handsome and tall gentleman coming to the door, and immediately led a group of girls to greet her with smiles on her face: "Hey, this brother, is he new here? Come and have a seat." Have a sip of tea and listen to a song?" As he spoke, he beckoned the turtle slave to quickly take the rein in his hand.

Looking up at the signboard on the lintel, the man in black stuffed a golden bean into the old mother's hand, and walked up the steps with a flick of his skirt: "Elegant room."

As soon as the group of Yingying and Yanyan saw the shining golden bean, they all surrounded them, but when they heard that the guest wanted an elegant room, they broke up in displeasure.

As the night darkened, the tea in the elegant room was changed three pots before and after, and the man in black was still sitting quietly, waiting.

Finally, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure stepped in, and it was printed on the screen: "My lord, are you waiting for someone?"

The woman's voice seemed far and near gentle and moving, the hand holding the teacup tightened suddenly, and her heartbeat stopped for half a beat.

When she woke up, Holly was lying limply on the river beach with injuries all over her body. She managed to get up, but she didn't know where she was, and she didn't see the person in her arms.

They obviously jumped down together, why did they suddenly disappear?Walking up the river bank, searching for more than ten days in a row, there is still no news.

I sat under the ginkgo tree for many days disheartened, and suddenly remembered her words "wait for me", and I jumped up from the ground with energy. alive!

"Master?" the woman asked softly.

"Here!" Dongqing came back to her senses, she stood up abruptly, her heart was filled with heat, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Is your master feeling unwell?" There was faint concern in the woman's words.

"It's just an old illness, and I need Miss Lao to take care of me." Dongqing was a little uneasy, endured it, and asked, "Dare to ask the girl's name? Where is her origin?"

The woman smiled softly and said: "It's just a floating duckweed in the world, it's nothing to worry about." Hearing the other party's low sigh, the woman said again: "I saw the young master sitting in this elegant room for a long time, I think it must be Which girl are you waiting for?"

Dongqing sat down slowly, feeling a little disappointed and lonely in her heart, but the woman came out from behind the screen, smiling, "I don't know what you are waiting for, but me?"

The woman had a pretty face, a clear temperament, and was completely devoid of any wind and dust. She stared at a pair of clear eyes and raised her head and asked, "I heard that the old master's old illness will break out on the first day of every month. I wonder if today is better?"

"No!" Dongqing hugged the woman in front of her, the hotness seemed to be more fierce, she asked with a low gasp: "I'm feeling very uncomfortable right now, I wonder if Miss can help me solve this urgent need?"

Before the woman could answer, Dongqing leaned over and kissed her.

The woman snuggled into her arms obediently, put her hands on her shoulders unconsciously, and warmly responded to this long and delicate kiss, and after a long time, she reluctantly parted.

Looking at the little person with blushing cheeks in her arms, Dongqing couldn't help lowering her head and pecked lightly at the corner of her eyes. She still clearly remembered the saltiness of those tears back then, so she said affectionately: "I will never let you You are crying, what are you going to do, where are you going, I will accompany you, and I will not let you suffer any more grievances!"

Before she could say anything else, the man in his arms grabbed her neck, kissed her on the head, and stepped against her step by step, retreating to the bed behind the curtain.

Holly raised her hand to brush away the fine strands of hair on her cheeks, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead and nose.

"Have you thought it through?"

The person who thinks about it day and night is close at hand, but when things come to an end, he is a little worried. Although he knows that she knows his details, he still needs to be sure about the next thing.

The person under him didn't reply, he grabbed her neck with both hands and raised his head to kiss his own lips, directly proving his intentions with actions.

The lights are flickering and the breath is warm.