There's something wrong with these witches

The next morning,

Mu Qingshuang woke up from her sleep. When she opened her eyes in a daze, she suddenly felt a headache. The aftereffects of drunkenness kept attacking her head. She looked at the bed curtain above her head with sleepy eyes, and her beautiful face was full of confusion and puzzlement.

What happened? I was drinking with him in the pavilion in the backyard last night, and then... after I drank three cups, I was a little unconscious. How come I woke up and found myself lying on the bed? Could it be... could it be that I was carried in by him?

Thinking of this,

Mu Qingshuang resisted her headache and hurriedly lifted the quilt covering her body, and found that only the bellyband and underwear were left.

"No way?"

"He I."

Faced with this unexpected situation, Mu Qingshuang was a little unprepared at first. After the feeling of being at a loss passed, she actually felt a little excited and shy, muttering to herself: "It must be him who helped me take it off. This little man is also a little pervert. I guess he took advantage of me while I was drunk and took advantage of me secretly."

Little man, if you want it, I...I won't refuse you, why do you have to do this?

The mature and beautiful widow hugged the quilt tightly, as if she was hugging Lu Xun. Her mind was full of fantasies about last night, imagining that he took off her skirt and was attracted by her plump figure, and she couldn't help but...

For a moment,

the heart of the lonely mature woman for more than 40 years melted and flowed to every part of her body.

Although in the eyes of the world, Mu Qingshuang is a well-educated and well-mannered widow, but only she knows that under her elegant appearance, she hides a heart that is no less than Su Jingyi's. It's just that no man could untie those layers of shackles, only Lu Xun did it, and it was very smooth without any obstacles.

For her own situation, Mu Qingshuang attributed it to being lonely for too long. When facing a man she likes, she will be a little impatient. In fact, there is another reason. Lu Xun's special physique and his pure yang body are too attractive to mature women. Not to mention the pretty widow. Even the wonderful demon girl and Su Xianzi have fallen.

"Wait."

"I remember that before I got drunk last night, I seemed to have something to say to him." Mu Qingshuang frowned, staring at the bed curtain above her head, and asked herself confusedly: "Did I tell him? But what did I want to say to him?"

Many questions circled in her mind, but she couldn't find any answers. In the end, Mu Qingshuang gave up directly. In short, the goal has been achieved, and the rest is left to time. One day I will get him, but... I feel a little sorry for the little fox.

"Ah"

"She will definitely not forgive me." Mu Qingshuang sighed deeply, her face full of melancholy and distress. On one side is her best friend, and on the other side is the man she likes. It happens that the two are still together. If she chooses the little fox, she will lose Lu Xun. If she chooses Lu Xun, she will lose the little fox. What should I do? I don't want to lose anyone.

At this moment,

The door was slowly opened, and a maid came in with a wooden basin for washing face. When she saw Mu Qingshuang who had woken up, she greeted respectfully: "Madam, you are awake, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Nothing uncomfortable." Mu Qingshuang replied softly.

The maid put down the wooden basin for washing face, and said to Mu Qingshuang who was lying on the bed: "Madam, I will take my leave first."

"Well"

Mu Qingshuang nodded, responded softly, and then hurriedly called her.

"Wait!"

"Last night, did you two see anything last night?" Mu Qingshuang asked.

The maid was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "We didn't see anything. The young master found us, and he asked us to go to the back garden to help you into the house. When we went there, you were sleeping on the stone table."

What what! !

I was not carried in by him? And the dress on my body was not taken off by him?

Mu Qingshuang was going crazy. All the beautiful fantasies she had before vanished, leaving only helplessness and loneliness, mixed with a hint of displeasure. Was it because I was not attractive enough to him? I was so drunk. He was indifferent to me. Could it be that he didn't like women like me? Or did he dislike my age?

No, no, no. There is no man in this world who doesn't like plump and protruding breasts, and he is definitely no exception. As for my age, I can indeed be his mother, but the little fox is more than 200 years old. If I am his mother, then the little fox is his ancestor.

"Madam? Madam?"

The maid saw Mu Qingshuang was in a daze, and asked cautiously: "Are you okay?"

"Huh?"

"Well, I'm fine, you go back." Mu Qingshuang pursed her lips and said leisurely: "And don't talk nonsense. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, madam."

The maid left the room, and the pretty widow was left alone, lying on the bed, with a complex expression between her brows, but she soon relaxed her brows and secretly complained in her heart. As expected of the little man that I, Mu Qingshuang, have taken a fancy to, he is such a gentleman.

"Obviously, he feels a little bad, but why is he so decent?" Mu Qingshuang muttered in a low voice.

Mu Qingshuang, wearing a loose nightgown, walked slowly to the back garden. Seeing Lu Xun sitting in the pavilion with his eyes closed, he seemed to be practicing. She walked lightly to his side and sat down, with a distance between them.

"Are you sober?"

Lu Xun asked softly with his eyes closed.

"Um"

"How do you know who it is?" Mu Qingshuang said softly.

"I can smell it." Lu Xun replied: "You have a fragrance on your body. It is very rich and not very greasy. It also has a fresh and elegant feeling, very similar to gardenia."

Mu Qingshuang was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, and murmured: "I didn't expect you to be quite attentive."

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"Lu Xun?"

Mu Qingshuang asked squeakingly: "Last night. Did I say any nonsense last night?"

"Uh, not really." Lu Xun opened his eyes and looked at the pretty widow sitting next to him. From this angle, he could just see the slightly naughty bellyband between the two sides of the skirt, which was being held up high at the moment.

"There's none?"

Mu Qingshuang was a little doubtful of what he said, but there was no evidence, so she whispered to herself doubtfully: "It's incredible that I didn't tell nonsense."

As soon as the words fell,

She looked up at him and asked softly: "When are you going to leave?"

"Leave tomorrow morning." Lu Xun said.

Mu Qingshuang was a little reluctant. After being silent for a long time, she said as thinly as a mosquito or an ant: "I will talk to you in the mirror. You must not not reply to me."

"I will definitely come back."

Lu Xun smiled softly and said, "Madam, don't think too much."

"Shuang'er."

Mu Qingshuang bit her lip and reminded with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"forgotten"

"Relax, Shuang'er, I will get back to you when I see you." Lu Xun replied.

After getting his answer, Mu Qingshuang was extremely happy, sweeping away all the previous gloom, and even the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise a slight arc.

In fact, Lu Xun had understood her thoughts a long time ago, but now he was entangled in trivial matters around him and could not think about flirting with women, such as the problems between Miao Yaonv and Su Xianzi, Little Yaonu and Miao Yaonv. The problem between the little witch and the little fox, the problem between the little fox and the wonderful witch, the problem between Fairy Su and the three witches.

The complicated relationship made him a little exhausted physically and mentally, and he couldn't even start. If he was even a little careless, it would not only be a Shura field, but a living hell on earth.

certainly,

You can't keep dragging it like this, otherwise you will let down the pretty widow's heart.

Lu Xun pursed his lips and said softly: "Do you usually stay at home?"

"Um"

Mu Qingshuang said lightly: "I don't like to go out, so that's why I haven't had any man in my more than forty years."

Lu Xun didn't say much. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for himself and her. In the garden pavilion, they remained silent, but the two of them seemed to talk a lot.

"The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring."

"For whom do you become haggard and lose your beauty?"

"It's good to have a clear dream at night, so you should go to Nanzhi."

Lu Xun stood up and walked outside, muttering as he walked

"The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower will stop playing."

"Who knows when the strong fragrance is gone."

"The warm wind is delayed by the sun, so don't let the apricot blossoms grow fat."

Mu Qingshuang was the only one left in the pavilion. At this moment, her face was full of infatuation, and the emotions in her heart were already overflowing. This poem is titled "Plum Blossoms". He used plum blossoms to metaphor my life and express my loneliness. The melancholy about the passing of time is expressed in a sublime and profound way.

This little man, I, I, Mu Qingshuang, are going to make a decision!

In the following time, Mu Qingshuang had no chance to be alone with Lu Xun. He was completely glued to the little fox. Mu Qingshuang only stayed with him for less than an hour before leaving.

"Qingshuang. We are leaving, please take care of yourself." The little fox stood on a flying sword, being held tightly in Lu Xun's arms, and said softly: "If you can, find a man. "

The man I want is holding you. Mu Qingshuang rolled her eyes and said calmly: "Let's talk about it later."

As soon as the words fell,

Pretending to glance at Lu Xun casually.

Looking at the silver stream of light on the horizon and finally disappearing from her sight, Mu Qingshuang felt so lonely and lonely in her heart. She wanted to leave with Lu Xun, but she couldn't do it at the moment.

I came to the pavilion alone and sat there with a resentful look on my face, thinking randomly in my mind.

I do not know how long it has been,

A stream of light fell in the courtyard. Su Jingyi was wearing a Taoist robe, holding Buddha dust in her hand, and walked slowly towards Mu Qingshuang in the pavilion.

at the same time,

The rope of fate tightly tied these two sisters together and tied them into a dead knot.

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