[Red Chamber] Jagged Lin Daiyu

Ms. Zhuo didn't hear about the head hanging in front of Zhou's house in the back house, and it seemed that there was a slight change, but it didn't seem to be there.

The woman does not leave the gate of the inner house, almost living a life isolated from the outside world, and sees only a limited number of people and a few servants repeatedly every day.Doing the same thing day after day, I don't know what's going on outside the high wall, and I don't know how many benefits there are in the turbulent world.I don't even know the year of this incident, how many forces there are in the court, and who is respected in the rivers and lakes.Although it's useless to find out the relationship between several people in the house.

Zhuo Donglai is a man with the world in mind, and at the same time has great patience and perseverance. He didn't show the slightest dissatisfaction with the current life that is like a prison. Instead, he found the right time and looked at Master Zhou to his room.

It has to be done once a month, so I can only rely on him if I get pregnant.

Master Zhou came at night, and seeing the food and drink in the room, he was very satisfied: "Little boy, do you miss me?" After suffering your temper for these days, you finally let yourself go.

Wang's (this physical surname is Wang) dressed in pink and jade, stood up with a smile: "Master, you haven't come for a long time."

In less than 10 minutes, Mr. Zhou was put on the wine and fried meat with scallions on the table. The medicine he took was incompatible with scallions. After taking it, he would have a slight poisoning reaction, but it was not fatal, but just confused.

Miss Zhuo: "Why don't you two quickly put the master on the bed and lie down?" The two maids hurriedly started.

"Go on, hey, the old man is drunk again." She imitated the bitter woman vividly.In the past life, he knew how to order a woman to play with a man's heart, how to make him fall in love with a woman madly, and give everything of himself.

But... this Mr. Zhou is too old, ugly, and disgusting. Since there is Brother Wen available, Ms. Zhuo doesn't want to make herself so disgusting. "Don't withdraw these dishes yet."

The two maids sympathized with her a little, after all, she is a very good wife, she can sleep till dawn almost every time during the night watch, and she is usually good-tempered.

Miss Zhuo turned on the lamp to read at night, drank a sip of wine occasionally, and did not touch the dishes on the table.

In the middle of the night, I heard the watchman knocking on the clapper in the distance, shouting: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the candles!"

At night, the sounds of frogs, night owls and crows can be heard, adding to the ominousness.

Brother Wen came over the wall with a large bowl of pork stewed vermicelli: "Wow, woof!"

Ms. Zhuo went to open the window, and under the moonlight, she looked at the little girl wearing pearls and emeralds and silk, holding a book in her hand, which was beautiful and elegant."Come in," she said.

Brother Wen was stunned: "Hey, do you have something to eat today?" Looking on the bed, he saw another dead old man.grass!

The big bowl in his hand was huge, and a plate was covering the bowl, and a strong fragrance was already wafting from the gap.

"Pork stewed vermicelli ~ so delicious!"

Brother Wen enthusiastically licked her face, then calmly took the handkerchief and wiped his white-stained tongue. There was too much powder.

Ms. Zhuo is really angry, you ruined all the makeup you worked so hard on!asshole!A woman with makeup on is not for licking!

"Eat first or sleep first?"

Miss Zhuo touched Master Zhou's veins: "Eat first, I'll wait for you."

The two sat opposite each other, and ate less than half of the four dishes and one soup on the table and the pork stewed vermicelli he brought. Ms. Zhuo took a bite of the vermicelli in disgust: "Huh?" It was actually delicious?

After eating, they rinsed their mouths and started to kiss and kiss him. The little daughter-in-law seized the time to test him, got a satisfactory answer, and dragged him to the big bed.Brother Wen wanted to take the old man away, but Miss Zhuo stopped him: "No need."

Untie the clothes lightly, move the slender waist, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Calling 'kiss' and 'kiss Dada~' in a soft voice (dada means dad)

A man with a thick back and a black beard with a hard black beard under his jaw put his thick arms around a petite and slender girl.

When Master Zhou opened his eyes, this was what he saw.

He stared at the fragrant and gorgeous scene with wide eyes, unable to speak, unable to move his hands, it was like a ghost pressing the bed.

The girl wanted to say something with her ear, but suddenly saw that Brother Wen's ears were a little dirty, disgusting!

Lost interest in an instant: "Change your posture."

She withdrew and left, knelt down on the bed, her slender fingers were lying on the pillow weakly, her white and slender back was pressed down, her waist and buttocks were raised.

Brother Wen is a little excited, hey, I'm going, I like this pose!

Although I can't catch the big bunny, there is a strange feeling of coolness!

Glancing at the old man next to him, this feeling of being watched... the little sister really knows how to play!

There was a pair of mandarin duck pillows on the bed. Master Zhou was lying on the inner pillows, his face flushed with anger.

Ms. Zhuo (Zhou Wangshi) lay on the outer pillow, tilted her head, and looked at the old man inside like a little girl.

Master Zhou was shocked to find that this woman turned out to be his new wife!

The blurred eyes, sweaty hair, flushed face and coquettish attitude are very charming. A big hand gently reached down from the side, holding her small flat chest, and gently kneading it.

Master Zhou passed out with his face flushed and foaming at the mouth.

"From today on, no matter who he sleeps with, you have to seal his acupuncture points and fry that person."

"I can't do it." Fourth brother Wen was a little proud: "I never do such outrageous things."

"Then you want me to die..." The young daughter-in-law said sadly, "If he sees that scene every day, he will think that he is haunted by ghosts. If he only sees this one time, the wife will have sex with others." was directly beaten to death..."

Brother Wen said: "I don't understand why you want to do it next to him. Although it is very pleasant, it is very dangerous."

Miss Zhuo looked at him contemptuously, you only think about pleasure, I just want to use the night after night of bewitching to make him lose his mind, and can't sleep at night!Until the spirit is completely destroyed... I want him to be crazy and then die.

Brother Wen thought of a way: "Okay. Hey, what if he hits you?"

"I have my own way."

Twenty minutes later, Ms. Zhuo lazily said: "Go, don't come tomorrow, wash your ears after you go back!"

"Damn, I can't help it. You see, my ears and eyes are so big, and my fingers are so thick!" Brother Wen said depressingly, "The technique of picking out ears in the bathhouse in Yangzhou is the best. This poor place , Last time I found someone to clean my ears, it hurt me to death."

Miss Zhuo saw his big hand stretched out in front of her eyes, and smelled the residual smell on his fingers: "Get out!"

Brother Wen ran away grinning.

In the early morning of the next day, Master Zhou woke up, jumped up in a rage, and slapped the neatly dressed woman beside him awake: "What good things did you do last night!"

"What? Master... what do you mean?" Zhou Wang's face was innocent and unclear.

"What happened last night? What did you do?"

"Me? I didn't do anything. The master got drunk after drinking two glasses of wine. The servant girl helped you to bed, and I fell asleep after reading for a while." Ms. Zhuo looked kindly worried: "Master, you Did you have a nightmare?"

Master Zhou supported the bedposts to breathe heavily, and saw that her clothes were neat, her hair was combed well, and there was no strange smell in the room.I also remembered that I had my eyes open last night, but I couldn't speak, and I couldn't move my limbs. Is it really a nightmare?

"Hmph!" Last night's dream was really unspeakable, so he walked away in a huff.

Before washing up and having breakfast, he called the housekeeper, summoned his men, and yelled, "I lost a golden belt last night! You all need to be vigilant tonight, and keep guard inside and out! If that little thief dares to come again, he will directly Killed something!"

There was nothing to say for a day, Master Zhou listened to the servant girl watching his wife, and kept coming to report: "My wife is studying."

"My wife is writing."

"These are papers for my wife to practice calligraphy."

"Miss has lunch."

"Miss is taking a nap."

"My wife is meditating."

"My wife is reading a book."

"Madam cried for a while."

"Madam is meditating again."

Mr. Zhou lived in his wife's house again. Many guards had been arranged in front of and behind the house. The old man checked the doors and windows himself, and they were all bolted. He went to bed early and fell asleep on his own without touching his wife.

But unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, he was woken up again by bursts of sweet cries. He could still see and hear, but he couldn't speak or move.

The young and charming wife was lying on the bed, gradually moved by someone, and suddenly turned over again, as if being hugged by someone... Her head was thrown back weakly, and her hands seemed to refuse to return: "He killed you!" You, you just look for him~ That's it, spoil me, what are you doing, bastard~"

But Mr. Zhou watched helplessly. There was no one in front of her, but she seemed to be with someone...

It really was a dream, a nightmare!So the old man passed out again.

Ms. Zhuo got out of bed a little amusedly, drank some water to moisten her throat, put on her clothes neatly, combed her hair, and went to bed as if nothing had happened.

Who said that someone has to cooperate to make him "have nightmares"?

The upper body fell back, and the hands were not able to support the bed. It was tiring to pretend to be hugging someone, but it was also quite interesting.

At dawn the next day, Mr. Zhou developed a high fever, and the medicine and stones did not work. He asked many monks and Taoists to chant scriptures to drive away evil spirits.

His wife took care of him personally, looking very virtuous.

Master Zhou: "There are ghosts! There are ghosts! Fight ghosts!"

Miss Zhuo thought secretly, it was very suspicious that a strong old man died of illness suddenly, but it was normal for a person who was lingering on the sick bed to die slowly.

Now that the strength is not enough, you must take care of the whole thing in everything you do, and you can't leave any excuses.

The old guy is very fragile in his heart, he was so scared and sick so quickly.

The author has something to say: I tried that posture, which is to keep the crunch/sit-up halfway up. It is quite tiring, but it can be done.