Chapter 22: Red Sleeves (II)

Lu Yao waited in peace of mind in the Xincai Palace, his posture was rigorous, and his waist was straight, but Ding Miao's waist was a little straight.

He tried hard three times before he could barely get out of his beautiful legs, rolled over and got out of bed with his teeth cracked, and poured himself a bowl of water to drink. The room was filled with the strange smell of men and women having intense sex, and even if an extra handful of sandalwood was added to the beast furnace, it could not be concealed. Looking back, the three beautiful women who had fallen asleep on the bed because they were too tired were still frowning slightly even in their sleep. Ding Miao couldn't help but shake his head: Shengsheng tossed this red man and the two personal maids like this, it seems that he has indeed held it for too long, and it is rare to indulge once, it is too much.

After two sips, the kettle on the desk was emptied, and Ding Miao still felt that his mouth was dry. He whispered twice to the jade people who were sleeping under the quilt, but failed to wake them up. After the crazy and unbridled time passed, Ding Miao still felt very sorry for the jade: just went out to find some wine to drink.

Ding Miao didn't alarm others anymore, carefully put on his clothes and walked out of the boudoir. After taking two steps, he suddenly frowned, he felt a clear feeling of stagnation near the groin, and even the muscles on the inner two thighs were a little painful, and the position of the lower back spine was even weaker, and the upper body was almost not straight...... Ding Miao hurriedly held on to the wall to prevent his legs from falling to the ground.

At this time, the red sleeves are still very clean. Maybe all the places in the world are like this, after a night of madness, no one will still have the spirit. An hour ago, the warblers and Yanyan who greeted Ding Miao and the others didn't know where they went, Ding Miao stood in the center of the corridor and looked at both ends, half of them were gone.

The doors of the pavilions where Shen Jin and the others were still closed were still closed, which made Ding Miao have to wonder if these guys were so strong and their endurance far exceeded his own? This is an intolerable thought. He hesitated for a moment before giving up the idea of listening to the room, and instead quickened his pace to fetch water. As he walked, he calculated fiercely: just wait for a little thirst to quench his thirst, and then go back to continue his efforts...... Whether it is a foot battle, a horse battle, a water battle or a bed battle, Ding Miao and Ding Wenhao must overwhelm them and maintain the reputation of the first general of the Jinyang Army.

Thinking wildly, he suddenly heard He Yun's extraordinarily gentle voice in his ears: "Then I'm here?" ”

"Well, you light up and aim a little bit!" The answer was the little maid who entered the red sleeve move hand in hand with He Yun.

"You know, I'll be careful! Don't talk too much, don't move around......"

"Stupid! It's not this hole! ”

In just a few sentences, Ding Miao was thrilled to hear. He was stunned, and showed a lewd smile on his face. Listening intently, he took a few steps to the left, and through the curtain he saw a small hall. It's a pity that in the hall, there is no beautiful scene that Ding Miao expected. He Yun was talking and laughing with the little girl named Youruo, and was making a pot throwing scene.

The so-called pitching pot is a game that has been handed down to this day in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it flourished in the Han Dynasty. The generals of the Eastern Han Dynasty followed this way, and whenever they entertained the wine, they would sing the pot and throw the pot.

Participants take a pot with a pair of ears and a long neck and place it in front of them, and use a wooden stick to simulate an arrow to throw. If the wooden pole bounces out after entering the pot and falls back into the hands of the thrower, it is called "Xiao", which is a particularly difficult action. He Yun and the little girl naturally don't have such skills, and their movements are very clumsy; The wooden stick in his hand has nine supports, and it is not a specification for indoor use, but the two of them are playing happily, and the middle is clapping and laughing, which is extremely happy.

Alas! Alas! He Yun, this doll, is really not enlightened, Ding Miao shook his head again and again. Seeing that they were playing in the port, Ding Miao didn't want to disturb, so he turned his head and walked all the way to the right.

The corridor in the red sleeves is tortuous, as if the Hongqiao is passing through the clouds. Ding Miao walked aimlessly for a while, but did not find the person who served, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and when he looked back, he saw pavilions and thousands of households, and he couldn't even tell the way he came. Just as he was about to call loudly, he suddenly saw a Zhu door not far away, and there was a gurgling sound from inside the door.

This Zhu Gate was originally the corner door of a large house, and when you enter through the door, you can only see the layers of Shu brocade embroidered screens and the delicate furnishings decorated with jade and gold. Two pigeon-egg-sized pearls of the night are hung from the beams in velvet, giving off a milky white glow. And not far from Ding Miao, there is a stone table with wonderful carving. There is nothing else on the desk, only a glass cup and an amber bowl. The brilliance flows, the color is magnificent, and the beauty is so gorgeous that it makes the heart palpitate.

Anyone who sees this extravagant spectacle will be speechless. But Ding Miao is not a person who is confined to external objects. All he could think about was finding some drink to moisten his throat. So he strode to the front of the case, and first saw the clear blue water in the amber bowl, and then there were more than ten bean balls in the glass bowl, the size of a longan.

Ding Miao was indeed very thirsty, and looked at it fixedly, but felt that the water was sweet and clear, so he picked up the amber bowl and raised his neck to drink. I smelled the fragrant bean balls again, and I couldn't help but be curious, so I took one and threw it into my mouth, and chewed it twice, but I felt that the taste was flexible and elastic, with the bottom taste of bean noodles, and a refreshing fragrance. As soon as it entered his stomach, it aroused his stomach full of worms. Sure enough, it's a good thing! Ding Miao was not polite, so he ate the bean balls one by one with the water in the amber bowl.

was eating happily, when he suddenly heard the soft sound of the curtain around him, and a middle-aged man in a pale costume came out.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect anyone to be here at all, and he showed a shocked look when he saw Ding Miao. When he found that Ding Miao didn't pay attention to him, but drank water and ate beans by himself, he relaxed and looked at Ding Miao a few times. When he was about to speak, the muscles on his face became more and more distorted and strange.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha! After a while, the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes suddenly laughed wildly: "You bastard! You! Hahahaha! ”

Ding Miao couldn't help frowning: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Where did you come from, thief? This is the toilet room. You drink water that cleans your hands after going to the toilet and eat bath beans for washing your hands! Hahahaha! The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes laughed almost breathlessly, holding his stomach and stumbling, and even laughed with snot and tears: "You are really stupid, you are really cola!" Hahaha! There are such stupid and ignorant people in the world! ”

This luxury is actually a toilet? Are you drinking the same water that others use to clean their hands after using the toilet? Eating bath beans? Ding Miao looked at the glass bowl and amber bowl suspiciously, and suddenly understood that the middle-aged man was not wrong...... Thinking that the water was stirred by the hands of others who pooped and urinated, but was drunk by himself, a nausea suddenly came up from the viscera.

Ding Miao is a disciple of the Ding family of the Kingdom of Qiao, and on weekdays, Yue Shigong also treats him as a nephew, and he is used to being flattered, and he has a bit of the habit of a son-in-law, where can he be humiliated in front of him? He couldn't catch his breath, and his face turned purple.

The middle-aged man in the fancy costume was still laughing wildly, and the laughter poured into his ears, how uncomfortable it sounded. When it was too late, Ding Miao was vicious, raised his hand and smashed him in the face: "Call you to laugh at your master Ding Miao!" Let you look down on people! ”

As one of the few brave generals in the Jinyang Army, Ding Miao's fist power is so powerful? With this punch, the bridge of the middle-aged man's nose suddenly collapsed, and his face was like a dyeing workshop, and blood was sprayed out desperately. I heard him howl and roll on the ground. Ding Miao still felt angry, chased after him, grabbed his hair bun and lifted it, and kicked him a few more times. As soon as he let go of his hand, he saw the mud falling, his two eyes bulging out, his face turned green, and the whole person curled up like a shrimp and did not move. Only then did Ding Miao feel a little relieved of the evil anger in his chest, and slammed the door and went out.

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On Saturday, my kid first coughed, then had a fever, then diarrhea, and finally vomited at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and won the bid for three quilts and two pillows and a set of sheets...... Tossing back and forth.

At the beginning of a new week, I hope that this week will be a little more free and able to settle down on the heart codeword. Thank you readers and friends for your consistent support, although the crab talent is low, but I will try my best to write a beautiful story for everyone!

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