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Yang Yi and Zhao Ru were slightly drunk in the front room flower hall, and returned to the backyard with the slanting sun, beside the undulating courtyard wall, a maple tree reflected the sunset on the horizon, red as a spring flower in February.

The pavilions, terraces, corridors and pavilions in the courtyard were dyed with a layer of magnificent red by the setting sun, Yang Yi exhaled a breath of wine, leaned on the side of the rockery stacked with stones of Taihu Lake, and took a few glances at the unique beauty of this dusk.

A pot of pine on the side of the rockery stretches out horizontally, like a dragon, and there is a silk handkerchief hanging on the pine branch, Yang Yi casually took it and put it on his nose to smell: "Well, it is the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, it must have been accidentally left behind when Xian'er hugged her daughter." ”

Aoba, who was waiting next to him, couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, this nose is really smart, you can smell the fragrance and recognize the beauty." ”

"Haha, this must be, who made you all so fragrant!"

Aoba listened to his slightly ridiculous words, smiled shyly and lowered her head, this girl is still low eyebrows at home, but it is terrible outside.

The Yang family's current industry is huge, and a small half of it is in charge of her, she is very talented in this regard, and after a few years of training with Han Fox, many shopping mall veterans have been eaten to death by her.

Coupled with the banner of Yang Yi, she can be said to be invincible, and the silver is pulled to her home one by one.

There was a time when Ming'er was a big girl, quite dissatisfied with Qingye, and also fought to manage the family's industry, but it turned out that Ming'er was not that material, and the business she took over was more than a profit, and she posted a lot of silver, although she was unwilling, she had to come back to Thirteen Niang.

Yang Yi pretended to be deaf and dumb about these things, but in fact, he could vaguely guess the reason why Ming'er's business was losing so badly. It is very likely that Han Fox is stumbling behind his back, Yang Yi didn't say anything. It's because he doesn't want Ming'er to meddle in the family's business.

Ming'er is a person from the Prime Minister's Mansion and is somewhat arrogant. If she is put in charge of the family's property again, I am afraid that she will use chicken feathers as arrows, and the other women in the family will have to look at her face.

There are a lot of women in this backyard, and there must be a check and balance of power!

It's good now, Yang Yi looked at Qingye, a smile appeared on his lips, Qingye saw his slightly weird smile, and somehow he was a little weak-hearted, and his head was lower.

"Master. The maid has already let people put the water, and the master smells of wine, so let's hurry up and take a bath, lest the old lady meet it and say it again. ”

"Well, then there's Lao Qingye."

"Master, don't say that, Aoba can't afford it."

"If you can't bear it, call your master together."

"Master! Slave doesn't mean that, you ........."

"Oh, that's not what it meant. That means you can afford it? ”

"Grandpa............."

"Hahaha!"

Yang Yi teased this pretty girl a few words, making her almost invincible, and then walked to the bathroom.

It felt so good to go home, Yang Yi soaked in the hot water for nearly half an hour. After soaking all over his body, he got up and changed into a round-necked robe with a dark trimmed royal blue satin sprinkled flower, and the whole person looked extremely clear and leisurely.

When out of the bathroom. A new moon has hung on the east chamber, and the night breeze is faintly cool. He wore his wet hair and walked with square steps to the study. After bathing, he went to the study to drink some tea, read books or practice calligraphy and painting, which has become a habit for him;

Halfway down, Yang Yi suddenly felt that something was wrong, why was this backyard so quiet tonight? Looking up, except for the palace lamps on the cloister, the lights in the various small courtyards were extinguished.

That's not right, I've been away from home for half a year, this is the second night I went home, this group of goblins at home should be making a little noise, why do you sleep so early?

"Aoba, what's going on?" Yang Yi pointed to the small buildings with lights off, looking puzzled.

"If you go back to your master, the servant doesn't know." Aoba lowered her head again.

I don't know, okay, look at this there must be adultery, I want to see what tricks you can play, Yang Yi muttered in his heart, and continued to walk towards the study as if nothing happened.

Well, it's okay, the study is lit.

When he arrived at the door of the study, Yang Yi Huoran turned around and found that even the girl Qingye had disappeared silently, leaving only the hazy moonlight in a courtyard.

Okay, okay, isn't this adultery?

Yang Yi was muttering, and then he heard a gentle chant from the study:

The water pattern is thoughtful,

A thousand miles of good time overnight.

From now on, I have no heart to love the night,

Let him go down to the west building under the bright moon.

Hearing this early night chanting, Yang Yi instantly put aside all the doubts in his heart, walked lightly to the back window of the study, and looked in from the half-opened window, only to see Qing Niang behind her back with one hand, holding the book with the other hand, and walking slowly under the lamp.

She wears a rouge silk embroidered begonia spring sleep light gauze dress on her upper body, a white cocoon silk middle coat inside, and a white mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt on her lower body.

Yang Yiyi looked at her by the window, and couldn't help but think of such a sentence again: about the waist of her daughter, just like the willows in the next house.

Qing Niang's waist is really small.

Qing Niang didn't notice that he peeked out of the window and saw that the water on the stove was boiling, but put down the book, sat down on the side of the small table, opened a small celadon jar, took out some tea leaves from it, put it in the small pot, and then brewed it with boiling water.

Yang Yi looked at her every movement pleasantly, the girl's ten fingers were slender and round, tender as spring onions, and her wrists were flowing, light and smooth, and every movement was full of beauty.

It was the first time for Yang Yi to quietly look at this poetic and picturesque person, and it was quite interesting, after the girl had made tea, she looked back at the door, as if to inquire why he had not yet arrived;

The pair of eyebrows are as light as spring smoke, the cheeks are like peach blossom rain, and the jade is as moist as fat.

When she withdrew her gaze from the door, Qing Niang seemed to be aware of it, and looked leisurely at the back window, and saw Yang Yi leaning against the window, looking at her with a smile as if she was enjoying flowers in spring.

"Ah, Brother Yang, you're scaring people!" The girl stood up all of a sudden, patted her chest gently, and had to say. She was extremely well developed, and her twin peaks were bulging. Lining her small waist is even more unbearable, which is very moving.

"Qing Niang. What did you do? Yang Yi leisurely leaned against the window and joked to her.

"Isn't it? It's all Brother Yang, it's the middle of the night, you don't leave the door, you want to run to the back window, hmph, you deliberately want to scare people. Qing Niangjiao walked to the window, and the two of them leaned out of the window like this, and one leaned against the window. Looking at each other with a smile through the window, Yang Yi immediately smelled a wisp of virgin fragrance like an orchid musk in his nose.

The moonlight on the east wing shone obliquely, making the panes seem to be stained with a layer of green frost.

Since then, he has no intention of loving the night, and let him go down to the west building under the bright moon. Qingniang, do you know? Once marched to the bank of the Pearl River, encountered the autumn rain, that night I had a whole night of dreams, a naughty yellow warbler always sang in my dreams, singing what last night stars last night and last night wind. The west side of the painting building is the east of Guitang. Alas, Brother Yang was quarreled all night, and the next day he was listless and almost lost........."

"Ahh Are you sure? ........." When Qing Niang heard the front, she still had a light smile on her pretty face, and a pair of crescent moons were crooked. But when I heard the back, I couldn't help but exclaim. The crescent moon suddenly became the full moon of the fifteenth.

Yang Yi grabbed her spring-like jade hand and put it on his face, and then looked at her through his fingers. said with a smile: "Qing Niang, don't worry, although Huang Ying'er is naughty, but it is with her that Brother Yang has the courage to endure all difficulties without breaking down, with her, Brother Yang is also fearless in fighting the heavens and the earth and fighting ghosts and gods, because Brother Yang likes to listen to her singing." ”

Qing Niang's eyes were a little hazy, and she blurted out: "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart." ”

"That's right, that's how the naughty little yellow warbler sang in my dreams, and I couldn't get rid of it, of course, the main thing was that I didn't want to catch it."

"Brother Yang............."

"Alright, the tears are earned, it's time for me to go back to sleep."

"Ah, Brother Yang, you are dead, you love to play tricks on others." Qing Niang was teased by him again, and the pink fist couldn't help but fall straight to his chest, and her coquettish daughter was like a pear blossom with spring rain.

The window was not high, as soon as Yang Yi stretched out his hand, he carried her light body out of the window, Qing Niang was not prepared, she couldn't help but snort softly, and immediately felt that she had fallen into his solid arms;

Yang Yi hugged her like this and went to her boudoir, Qing Niang seemed to have a premonition of something, and her heart suddenly felt like a deer kicking, jumping wildly.

The small building by the water, a bed of Luo Jin and half a bed of books, this is the boudoir of Qing Niang, exuding the smell of poetry and books everywhere.

Under the palace lamp, Qing Niang was like drinking alcohol, her cheeks were red like drunk, it was not the first time that she and Yang Yi hugged each other and slept together, but she knew that this time would be different.

She quietly took out a piece of white silk cloth from the box where the clothes were placed, and said to Yang Yi in a slightly trembling voice: "Brother Yang, can you turn around first?" ”

When Yang Yi turned around with a smile, Qing Niang quickly put the white silk under Luo Ji, feeling like a thief, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief after doing this, but this breath was only half exhaled, and her waist suddenly tightened, and she fell into Yang Yi's arms again.

"Brother Yang.........."

"Qing Niang, what bad things are you doing behind my back again?"

"No......... No .........."

"Actually, Brother Yang just wants to come and sit with you tonight, well, I'll leave right away."

"Huh?" Qing Niang was a little stunned, and soon realized that he was teasing herself again, and couldn't help but snort lightly, and Wei Qi's Tankou was immediately sealed by Yang Yi.

This sudden kiss seemed to be as long as a century, making Qing Niang almost suffocated, and the strong feeling of dizziness made her unable to tell where she was from.

Under the hazy palace lamp, her rouge silk embroidered begonia spring sleep light gauze gently slipped off, followed by the mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt.............

Qing Niang has been looking forward to this day for many times, in the dizziness of happiness, the girl's carcass slowly appeared under the palace lamp, trembling lightly under Yang Yi's fingertips, the slender waist that could not be held was like the upside-down pepper milk in the jade bowl, the fragrant buttocks were like a full moon, and the pink legs were slender like two jade pillars, tightly sandwiching the peach source of fragrant grass.

"Brother Yang........."

When he was hugged to the Luo bed, Qing Niang unconsciously whispered, her starry eyes were half-closed, her red lips were light, and her jade body trembled slightly.

Yang Yi took pity on her, like caressing a peerless precious jade carving, for fear that the heavier hand would hurt her.

I don't know how long it took, when the girl couldn't bear it, Yang Yi gently covered it.

A gentle and song-like moan came from Luo Bed, making the crescent moon outside the window hide in the clouds in shame.

(To be continued.) )