An hour ago, Yunhe walked down from the car rented from Changxingfang of Xingyuan Mansion, she went out of the West Gate, traveled fifteen miles, and arrived at Shahuiyan under the escort of several horses.

At that time, the rain was still wet, and the clouds and the light dust under the skirt were raised, and through the weir embankment and the weeping willows planted all over the place, she saw the grange under the emerald green cover, so she very lightly propped up the blue Gaomihou, walked over the crooked stone bridge, and walked inside.

Seeing that Shao Yin's wife and sister had been successfully sent to their destination, the several You Yi dismounted, dressed in robes and carrying horizontal knives, standing in the shade of a tree to avoid the rain and guarding the cart.

The plaque of this grange is empty, the courtyard wall and the house are all seventy percent new, surrounding the cool water canal, connected to the weir pond, the door is not closed, Yun He directly stepped on several stone steps, and walked in.

There are orchards and nurseries in front of the courtyard, beyond the atrium, you will arrive at the grass hall, the inside is relatively simple and elegant, a six-song screen separates the inside and outside, there is a small incense burner outside, made of good Xuanzhou copper, and engraved with inscriptions, Yun He turned around, and put Gao Mihou with her gold necklace, resting under the corridor outside the door, and then lit the incense burner with a fire sickle, the fragrance of the clear color quickly floated in the room, and also illuminated Yun He's face, her sideburns were stained with flying rain.

She sat on the seat by the incense burner, feeling a little excited and a little frightened, her heart beating harder and harder, and her ears were always attentive to any sound outside the wall, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of wheels, the sound of whips?

But after a long time, except for the wind and rain that came and went outside, there was nothing.

Yunhe, who felt bored again, got up, dragged his skirt, bypassed the six-curved screen, and opened the row of carved windows on the wall, and couldn't help but exclaim slightly.

In her eyes, a smart painting really appeared.

Outside this window, there is a desert weir pond, and there are large pieces of duckweed gathered on the shore, and the branches of apricot trees and plum trees stretch straight to the window, and their colors are washed more vividly by the rain, so they are alive and wreaking in the eyes of Yunhe, the water is sinking and the smoke is light, and a small canopy boat is tied to the pond water, swaying back and forth slightly.

The plum blossoms have fallen and the apricot blossoms are new, and now the plums have turned from green to yellow, and the apricot blossoms are half left on the branches, half thrown in the soil.

On the opposite side of the pond, there are many peach trees and jujube trees, the peach trees are vivid, and the jujube trees feel that compared with peaches, apricots, and plums, they are too contemptible, and they can't help but press down the crown, as if they are a little listless.

Yunhe stood on tiptoe a little mischievously, his sleeve slid slightly, his white wrist poked out of the window, picked a few plums from the branches, and then rested in front of the tip of his nose, sniffing carefully:

"Yu Nu is the latest to marry Dongfeng, and there are a few beans in spring."

Then she looked at the green and yellow plums, and suddenly a thought surged in her heart, I wanted to eat it......

"It's so sour......" Before he could take a few bites, Yunhe couldn't help laughing and covered his small mouth with his hand.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Yunhe's breathing couldn't help but become short, she held a few green plum grass on her chest, and then turned around, her pupils dilated.

When he tied his horse to the post, he saw the blue umbrella, which was being blown by the wind, and turned evenly on the wooden board under the porch, and drove the beautiful necklace that hung it, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Gao Yue lifted his boots, climbed under the corridor, stretched out his hand, and carefully untied the necklace from the umbrella tip, holding the blue gem in the palm of his hand, very, very warm and comfortable.

He knew that Yunhe was already in this cottage.

The tip of the boot was lifted forward for half a minute, and he froze for a moment, and then walked into the grass hall step by step.

Yunhe leaned uneasily on the six-curved screen, her hands behind her back, her hair had obviously been carefully combed before, the soft mustache was round, and it was attached to the ears on both sides, seeing her brother-in-law's eyes staring at her, she bit her lip lightly, lowered her face sideways, and didn't dare to look at each other - she was uninvolved after all, and if she wanted to refuse, it would be against her will, but she wanted to welcome but had no experience.

Gao Yue's tone was very gentle, "Li Niang, your necklace is hanging from the umbrella, how bad it is to lose it." ”

"This necklace was given to me by my parents, and I have worn it since I was a baby, and now, now...... It is also equal to the brother-in-law's. ”

Don't, don't, Yun and you don't call me brother-in-law anymore, so that the guilt of betraying morality will be stronger.

Gao Yue walked over and gently hung the necklace on the horns of the screen.

This just blocked Yun He's delicate body, and Yun He was sandwiched between himself and Liuqu Screen, almost unable to breathe.

Her eyes couldn't be opened, her eyelashes trembled violently, and then her brother-in-law's voice became softer, "Li Niang, what is it on your lips?" ”

It's a plum!

At the moment when Yunhe was stunned, her brother-in-law's warm fingers had touched her lips.

After all, Gao Yue was no longer the clumsy student of the past, he saw that Yun He's soft lips were stained with some shining colors, very cute, so he stretched out his hand, and then gently broke her small mouth, so that in front of Gao Yue's eyes, Yun He's lips and teeth were like a small peach blossom.

"Hmm......" Yun and his eyes were half open, and he couldn't make any defenses and resistance, and his lips were delicately contained.

That's how men are, right? Earlier, under Tianhan Tower, I kissed him awkwardly, he pretended to be calm on the surface, but at this time he was so skillful and presumptuous.

One by one, the green plums all fell, jumping under Gao Yue's boots and Yunhe's skirt, rolling along the floor.

I don't know how long it took, Yun He was completely intoxicated, she closed her eyes tightly, her breathing was heavy, but she still retained the last trace of reserve, her teeth fought fiercely, but they were still closed, but when Gao Yue stretched out his hands and pinched the back of her snowy neck, Yun He's head exploded with a bang, and then the ring hairpin she used to cushion her hair bun was resolutely pulled out by the other party, and the cloud hair swirled with jet-black brilliance, and it was scattered, with her originally tight eyelids, all her nerves and souls, completely sloppy, and her teeth were completely collapsed- Gao Yue's tongue thumped through there, deep into her mouth where she felt ashamed......

On the back of the six-curved screen, several carved windows are open.

Yunhe had already untied his shirt and lost all his arrogance, and obediently served Gao Yue, taking off his head, belt, coat, and undershirt.

Then the two sat facing each other.

"Hmm!" Yun He frowned, and the tie of her single dress was pulled by Gao Yue, and then pulled and scattered.

The single clothes fell off like this, and in Gao Yue's eyes, Yunhe was like an incomparably beautiful silkworm.

Now all she has is a tiny bandeau left.

It's time for her to break out of her cocoon and become a butterfly.

"Ah......" Soon, Gao Yue slowly stood up, Yun He leaned one arm on the mattress, his eyes were a little panicked and frightened, and he didn't dare to face it.

Because Xiao Song was staring angrily in front of her face, no more than two or three inches away.

"Fei Niang, didn't Zhihui teach you?"

Hearing this, Yunhe trembled a few times, tried to sort out his thoughts, and thought of the trick in the Wanfang Diagram - "Turning the plum branch with a slender hand", and then plucked up the courage, raised his hand, and finally held Xiao Song steady......