Chapter 62: Tears on the dressing table
He drank all the elixir in one gulp, looked at the sky stupidly, and whispered. "I was originally very happy, I have parents and brothers who love me, and I have a family affair that has been agreed for a long time, I heard that my fiancé is a very talented young man, but everything has changed when I just turned fourteen......
“…… In a day's work, they were all captured, and I, under the cover of the old servant of the family, were able to escape. In desperation, I went to find my fiancé. On the surface, he seems to be very generous and righteous, but in fact, he is a complete villain in his bones......"
“…… I fled to Jiangnan, and the old servant passed away because of his injuries, and now, in this world, there are no relatives, you say, can I still laugh? Su Su smiled lightly, but she was already in tears.
Su Su was drunk, lying on the desk and crying bitterly, fortunately, the banquet happened to be **, and the noise completely covered up Su Su's low sobbing.
After a while, Su Su, who had vented his emotions, just lay on the desk, snoring finely, and the tears on his face were still there, but after the catharsis, Su Suqiao's face was a little more relieved.
On the left side is Ximen Chuchu, on the right side is Su Su, Duan Shaojun is sitting in the middle of the desk, although he can't hug left and right, but it is pleasing to the eye, and he can accompany the wine.
Su Su is actually a very depressed woman, but she can only carry a hard shell and act as a strong and fragile woman.
Thinking of the fiancé in her mouth, Duan Shaojun felt a toothache, if that despicable and shameless guy dared to appear in front of him, Duan Shaojun swore that he would definitely find a way to kill and maim the fool who lost the face and blood of the man in the world.
Li Xuanzhen, the old cow nose who drank too much, hugged Zhao Hengmei's thigh and fell asleep with a lewd smile on his face, I really don't know what this old rascal dreamed of in his dream, maybe he thought that he finally hugged the thigh of the goddess in his heart after all the hardships in his dream.
And Zhao Hengmei spread his limbs and lay on his back snoring like thunder, as for Brother Beast, he didn't forget to make up and be a merry man after drinking too much, pinching a woman's slender hand, and wanted to compose a poem like a jade tree in the wind, but he held back a crooked poem for a long time, which made the woman laugh and bend, and the ensuing tremor of the bulging **** almost made Brother Beast's bull's eyes tremble to the floor.
Hu Jingfei was a little better, and he had been quietly hiding in a corner of the rooftop with a favorite woman who was unnoticed, and he didn't know whether to talk about ideals or life.
And Duan Shaojun poured himself a drink, smiled at the chaos in this room, and didn't know when, he got drunk.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was no longer the brown roof, but a pink gauze tent, and what entered my nose was no longer the scent of ink, but a fragrance like blue and musk.
Duan Shaojun couldn't help but be taken aback, sat up and looked left and right, three points were glad that he was seven points disappointed, he was glad that the boy was still there after he crossed over, and he was disappointed that there was no beautiful girl in the quilt around him, which was really unreasonable.
And the decoration in the house could be seen at a glance that it should be a woman's boudoir, Duan Shaojun shook his head that was still a little dizzy, and then noticed that in front of the dresser, there was a delicate figure leaning on the dresser, wearing a long blue and elegant skirt and wearing a purple silk cloak, on the dresser, the light red candle tears had dripped down the candlestick to the tabletop, and the swaying wick only left the bean-sized lamp.
The light in the room was gradually replaced by the light in the window. Duan Shaojun cautiously got out of bed and came to the dresser, only to see that it was the girl Su Su who won the top spot of Lanting County in one fell swoop last night.
Glancing at the warm quilt incense bed, and seeing this stunning woman leaning on the dresser all night, Duan Shaojun reached out and gently covered the cloak that had fallen down a little for her, and after thinking about it, he took a thin quilt from the bed and gently covered her.
Sitting on the side and touching her chin, she thought nonsense, is this woman interesting to herself but shy? Otherwise, how could he have taken himself to her boudoir, but he was embarrassed to share a bed with him.
I have to say that this Su Su is really attractive, and when she is asleep, the expression that conceals her true face has disappeared without a trace, the slightly wrinkled eyebrows, the lovely Qiong nose, and the slightly opened red lips and looming teeth, all of which are faintly revealing a kind of pitiful fragility and helplessness.
The long and dense eyelashes covered the long eyes of the autumn water, and the pretty face was slightly flushed with a hint of redness, just like the pink and white lotus that slowly bloomed on the quiet lake.
After Duan Shaojun poured a belly of herbal tea on the side, he brought a stool and sat next to Su Su, supporting his chin, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he carefully looked at Su Su's pretty face that was getting redder and redder.
Thinking about it, Su Su should have woken up, but he didn't know why he was embarrassed to open his eyes and wake up, so he continued to pretend to be asleep, and Duan Shaojun was also happy to admire the beauty up close, so naturally he didn't break it.
"What a beautiful woman, how could that idiot be willing to hurt you? If it were me, I would have to hold you in the palm of my hand and take good care of you. Duan Shaojun carefully looked at Su Su's pretty face with almost no flaws, and said to himself.
Seeing that Su Su's breathing was a little short, and her pretty face was as red as an apple with autumn frost, Duan Shaojun smiled evilly, and simply lay on the dresser, staring at Su Su with a pair of eyes, just so close to Su Su.
And Su Su, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, was ashamed and annoyed, ashamed that the words this guy said made his heart warm, and annoyed that this guy was so shameless, he was lying just a stone's throw away, breathing and smelling.
I don't know how long it has been, when Su Su felt that his body was about to stiffen, the door was knocked gently, Su Su couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, pretending to be confused and opened his eyes, but saw that Duan Shaojun was actually lying next to him and had fallen asleep.
This made Su Su bite her lip, crying and laughing, I really don't know whether to beat this stinky guy or let him continue to sleep.
In the end, he still ignored this bad guy who had slept all night, but could still lie down here to sleep, Su Shu opened the door, took the hot water brought by the maid and cleaned and washed it, only to find that this guy was still sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but stop wanting to call him up.
curiously looked at Duan Shaojun, who was sleeping soundly on his dresser. I have to say that this guy is very good-looking, with a straight nose, even in his sleep, the corners of his lips are gently raised, as if even in a dream, he is so calm.
The sound of long breathing kept drumming in Su Su's ears, reminding her of the backyard of the mansion where she lived when she was a child, the bellows that had been pulled all year round.
When I was a child, in winter, the warmest place in the house, except for the bed, was next to the bellows. Every time I go to the backyard to play in the snow, I will run to the bellows for the first time, rub my reddened little hands, laugh happily with my brothers, and make trouble......
A drop of water like morning dew gently slid down on the dresser, and the splashed beads flicked on Duan Shaojun's cheeks and eyelashes, gradually drying away, without a trace.
The moment Su Shu closed the door and left, Duan Shaojun opened his eyes and quietly waited for the tea, Duan Shaojun sat up with a yawn and moved his arms that were a little stiff.
The tears on the dresser are only the remnants. Duan Shaojun glanced at it, raised his cuffs and wiped them gently.