I'm glad I got it!

Straightforward, sincere expression, straight to Yu Wenlinxuan's heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Staying quietly in Yang Yue's arms, Fang's heart was pounding, as if he had the deer hidden in his heart, and he escaped from his inner prison with steps.

The family has a tradition of marriage, she didn't dare to yearn for a consensual love, and after having a human affair with Yang Yue, she basically accepted her fate.

Today, Yang Yue sometimes tactfully, sometimes bluntly expressed, the love bird in her heart, happily inciting her wings to fly.

At this time, Yu Wenlinxuan's pretty face was smeared with cinnabar, her expression was delicate, her eyes were showing, she cut off Yang Yue, her head hung down, and she fluttered to stay in the sea to cover her crimson face.

His heart was pounding, he was shy, and his index finger was pushed on Yang Yue's chest, and he snorted softly, "Hooligans!" ”

Ha ha!

Looking at it, Yang Yue's laughter sounded in the ears of the beauty!

I am interested in this cute, shy, and playful little woman.

Stretched out his hand to pass under the armpit of the beauty, wrapped his arms around her willow waist, and put his head on the ear of the beauty, Yang Yue said: "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear, you understand the meaning of my poem, I know your intentions tonight, Xuanxuan, you and me, heart to heart." ”

"Not really!" Sensing that her willow waist was embraced, Yang Yue's palm pressed on her lower abdomen, and brazenly called her name, Yu Wenlinxuan lowered her head, unable to refute.

Yang Yue's words, like a magic sound, shook her heart all at once, and the estrangement and mustard in her heart were scattered little by little, like a rhythm in the wind.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman with a tense expression and a pounding heartbeat looked slightly stunned, as if she remembered something, and her tone was crisp and lovely, and said: "Qixi Festival, I need to go to the poetry meeting!" Don't stop me! ”

Yuwen Linxuan is a famous and talented woman in Chang'an City, and before marrying Yang Yue, she had her social circle.

Marrying Yang Yue, no matter how free he was in the past, he must be restrained after marriage.

In this era, marriage is a watershed, and you must abide by your duty after marriage.

Royal women are no exception!

Therefore, she only went twice and three times to find Yang Yue to discuss.

Hearing the sound, Yang Yue put it in the palm of the beauty's lower abdomen, grabbed the beauty's mutton fat and white jade's plain hand, and his tone was surprised! "Coincidentally, Qixi Festival, the fourth brother also invited me to participate in the poetry meeting!"

"You too..... All right! Yuwen Linxuan wanted to refute, but Yang Yue participated in the poetry meeting and humiliated himself.

However, today, he spoke in chapters, every sentence was classic, as if he was a hidden talent, pouted, and asked incredibly: "Phantom Sound Pavilion?" ”

"Naturally!" Yang Yue said triumphantly.

"Hmmm! Are you alone? Yu Wenlin Xuan said,

"You and I are in and out of pairs, how can the husband be single!" Yang Yue grabbed the palm of the beautiful woman and said, "Lady, you are talented and beautiful, take it out, you have more face!" ”

"I won't go with you!" Yu Wenlin said coquettishly, but she complimented Yang Yue and secretly rejoiced.

"Really?" Yang Yue chuckled, turned around, and sat opposite the beauty, looking disappointed, sighing: "Lady, are you sure you won't go with me?" ”

"Sure!"

"Okay, Lang Jun and I are both civil and military, and my martial arts are not bad, if I go to find the first singer in Chang'an, Yue Nujiao, I'm afraid I won't be rejected!" Yang Yue's deep eyes stared at the beautiful woman's beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts, and his tone wanted to be playful.

"You dare?" Hearing the sound, Yuwen Linxuan's expression was condensed, his fists were clenched, and his index finger was raised, pointing at Yang Yue.

The first singer, Yue Nujiao, became famous in Chang'an City, and her appearance and talent were not inferior to her, and the nobles of Wang and Sun flocked to her.

In order to meet with beautiful women, there are many people who spend a lot of money!

She is like money like dung, and she likes to come into contact with talented people with outstanding literary talents, and according to Yang Yue's literary talents, it will not be too difficult to make Yue Nujiao surrender.

What's more, she is a beautiful girl, Yue Nujiao is a dusty woman, Yang Yue ignores her and loves Yue Nujiao, which is too hateful.

"Haha!" Seeing the beautiful woman's demeanor, Yang Yue laughed, stretched out his hand to pick up Yuwen Linxuan, who was struggling to leave, and said deeply: "A hundred years of cultivation can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can be spent sleeping together, the Buddha said that the past life looked back five hundred times, only to pass back in this life, lady, spend a good full moon night, why do you and I have to keep the candlestick?" ”

Guessing the meaning of Yang Yue's words, Yu Wenlin was ashamed, he had been taken advantage of by Yang Yue before, and at this moment, his requirements were even more excessive.....

looked flustered, and hurriedly got up, but was reported by Yang Yue, puffed out his mouth, and said angrily: "Yang Yue, let go of me, rascal, you want to find Yue Nujiao, go to her, why are you pestering me?" ”

Hearing the beauty's words, with a bit of sour vinegar, Yang Yue hugged a princess, hugged the beauty, and strode towards the bedroom.

In the corridor, the beautiful woman did not follow, and reminded with a smile: "Lady, in the dead of night, the family is asleep, you are shouting, for fear that they don't know?" ”

Suddenly, Yuwen Linxuan shrank her body, stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and said nothing, her eyes glared at Yang Yue fiercely, angry and ashamed.

Walked through the corridor, walked into the bedroom, and put the beauty on the show bed, Yang Yue quickly turned around and closed the door, turned back, and quickly pulled the golden gauze curtains between the inside and outside of the bedroom from both sides, and turned back to the show bed.

At this moment, the beauty's jade face flushed with bursts of redness, which was particularly conspicuous in the pretty face, which made Yang Yue's three souls and seven spirits seem to be boiling, and he couldn't help it anymore, wanting to correct the beauty on the spot.

Yuwen Linxuan sat on the edge of the bed, her heart was uneasy, her body trembled slightly, and a pair of plain hands were tightly gripping the edge of the bed, her expression was sad, shy, and red.

Lowered his head and muttered, grabbed Yang Yue's arm that wanted to do bad things, opened his pink lips lightly, and called urgently: "Yang Yue, don't ......, I have something to say, tell you!" ”

"The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy, no matter what happens, let's talk about it tomorrow!" After that, Yang Yue is like a tiger and pounces on the beauty!

"People's menstrual affairs are coming, Xianggong, don't you let them go? A weak woman can't beat him, and he can't escape, so he is embarrassed to shoot at a weak woman, just come! Yuwen Linxuan was ashamed and anxious, she couldn't help but shed tears, her eyes flashed with tears, her beautiful eyes looked at Yang Yue, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Hearing the beautiful woman's mournful words, looking at her pear blossom with rainy face, Yang Yue, who was unbearable, suddenly sobered up and sighed for bad luck.

Hurriedly let go of the beautiful woman and apologize!

"Xianggong, you don't bully people anymore?" Yuwen Linxuan got up, sat opposite Yang Yue, and asked in a panic.

"No, no!" Yang Yue, who was ashamed, looked like a pig's liver, and failed to make a comeback, but let the beautiful woman see the joke.

The words of the beautiful woman were beady, and they whipped him on the heart like a whip.

For a moment, I felt guilty.

Hearing the sound, Yuwen Linxuan was relaxed, but inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of Yang Yue's trousers holding up high, and the warship seemed to be sailing.

The beautiful woman who has experienced personnel naturally knows what it is, her face is like a peony flower, her body moves back quietly, her eyes flicker, and she doesn't look directly at Yang Yue.

The pretty face was embarrassed and angry, and whispered: "You, you, rascal, must think about those bad things again, don't think about it!" ”